- Dec 17, 2022
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A new sun has risen over WindClan, it seems, for at the mouth of the leader's den rests a figure who has buried himself inside for what must seem a lifetime. Seen mostly in passing, with a stony mask upon his face, Sunstar has not been the charismatic and familiar warrior that he once had been. Even still he knows he is not, but this β this is a step into his past, a brief foray into the times where he had jostled his shoulder against those he stood alongside, or groomed the pelts of those among his council. There is nothing so grand in him today. The very thought of speaking to another grates across his spine and leaves his mind an uncertain, hazy field to wander across, but he does not need to speak to show that he is here. That somewhere beneath all of this grief, there is a flame of Sunstar still remaining.
He takes a few steps away from his den. A golden puddle of sunlight stretches warmly across the space where sand meets coarse grass. Patrols would not be for some time. The prey pile is well enough stocked that they need not worry. And Sunstar, in a grand display of his recovery β
Melts into the puddle like he himself is made of sunshine, and turns upon his side to groom his scar-shattered limb.
He takes a few steps away from his den. A golden puddle of sunlight stretches warmly across the space where sand meets coarse grass. Patrols would not be for some time. The prey pile is well enough stocked that they need not worry. And Sunstar, in a grand display of his recovery β
Melts into the puddle like he himself is made of sunshine, and turns upon his side to groom his scar-shattered limb.
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