- Jul 15, 2023
- 214
- 49
- 28
It's been too many sunrises since she returned Poppyglow home, and the revelation of her unruly secret had poured forth. Lilacfur had waited in agonizing limbo, continuing her duties and following her routine as close as possible. Unfortunate timing had struck once again, this time towards Smogstar as sickness weakened him.
Another Gathering passed with Mirepurr taking the tabby's place, and Lilacfur had lingered outside the leaders den with a hesitant pause. It was late, and with how the chances to spot him grew less and less, she would hate to interrupt the much needed rest for what ailed him.
The night ended quickly as the late hour sent attendees to their nests, still whispering about the events under the full moon. The lead warrior joined them, settling beside Mirepurr. A late night rain began to patter against the hard bark that protected the den, a perfect sleeping lull. But Lilacfur swore she spent more hours staring at the back of her eyelids than actual sleep. Even after letting go of her secrecy, the guilt and shame from it all still beckoned her to simply lay there and reflect, to remember it over and over again.
The first chirp of birdsong began before the sun had taken its first breath and the rosette was promptly absent from her nest. Her paws found their way back to the leaders den, hesitant once more to enter in his state but a flash of bravery pushed her forward.
"Smogstar, we can't... keep..." Whiskers twitched in confusion at the sight of an empty nest. Lilacfur curiously investigated the den, spotting no signs of struggle. His pawprints perhaps suggesting lethargy but nothing else, nothing forceful.
The den was barren of anything else that could be useful, and thus she turned to the next likely witness to have seen their leader.
"Hognose, has Smogstar left camp?" The camp guard dipped his head before giving a pointed look, gesturing with his chin.
"Went that direction, I assumed he was headed for the graveyard. He must've spent the whole night there." Maybe he was giving Halfshade another visit? The fading scent trail would prove this to be true, but once again she's come upon an empty scene. Lilacfur eerily felt as though she were chasing a ghost, as the mix of last nights rain and uncooperative winds made the rest of the trail too messy to track.
Defeated, Lilacfur returned to camp empty-pawed and with more questions than answers. Mirepurr is awake now, though, and she's unable to hide her concern as she approached the deputy.
"I can't find Smogstar, he wasn't in his den or where the camp guard had last seen him." Her voice is hushed but it's no subtle whisper, the cats awaiting their patrols would overhear. "I can't follow a damned thing from the rain, do you have any ideas?"
Another Gathering passed with Mirepurr taking the tabby's place, and Lilacfur had lingered outside the leaders den with a hesitant pause. It was late, and with how the chances to spot him grew less and less, she would hate to interrupt the much needed rest for what ailed him.
The night ended quickly as the late hour sent attendees to their nests, still whispering about the events under the full moon. The lead warrior joined them, settling beside Mirepurr. A late night rain began to patter against the hard bark that protected the den, a perfect sleeping lull. But Lilacfur swore she spent more hours staring at the back of her eyelids than actual sleep. Even after letting go of her secrecy, the guilt and shame from it all still beckoned her to simply lay there and reflect, to remember it over and over again.
The first chirp of birdsong began before the sun had taken its first breath and the rosette was promptly absent from her nest. Her paws found their way back to the leaders den, hesitant once more to enter in his state but a flash of bravery pushed her forward.
"Smogstar, we can't... keep..." Whiskers twitched in confusion at the sight of an empty nest. Lilacfur curiously investigated the den, spotting no signs of struggle. His pawprints perhaps suggesting lethargy but nothing else, nothing forceful.
The den was barren of anything else that could be useful, and thus she turned to the next likely witness to have seen their leader.
"Hognose, has Smogstar left camp?" The camp guard dipped his head before giving a pointed look, gesturing with his chin.
"Went that direction, I assumed he was headed for the graveyard. He must've spent the whole night there." Maybe he was giving Halfshade another visit? The fading scent trail would prove this to be true, but once again she's come upon an empty scene. Lilacfur eerily felt as though she were chasing a ghost, as the mix of last nights rain and uncooperative winds made the rest of the trail too messy to track.
Defeated, Lilacfur returned to camp empty-pawed and with more questions than answers. Mirepurr is awake now, though, and she's unable to hide her concern as she approached the deputy.
"I can't find Smogstar, he wasn't in his den or where the camp guard had last seen him." Her voice is hushed but it's no subtle whisper, the cats awaiting their patrols would overhear. "I can't follow a damned thing from the rain, do you have any ideas?"
┌── ooc
⋆⋅☾⋅⋆
info ──┐
-
@MIREPURR // pls be aware this takes place the MORNING AFTER THE GATHERING! im gonna miss you my friend, and all our fun in writing together on here <3 best of luck to all your future endeavors, we'll hang around again real soon :)
-
-
LILACFUR ✩ she/her, 26 moons, mother to marblepaw and sycamorepaw
⭃ lh lilac rosette with yellow eyes (carrying cinnamon, solid), a torn ear and claw marks beside her eye.
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
⭃ penned by this loser ↛ @gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.