A HEART THAT'S FULL UP LIKE A LANDFILL ⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆ promisekit

[Swansong]

⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆ Mercykit is gone. Her visage was as much a curse as Swansong knew it would be, stolen away by a terrible mirror of herself. A memory of past death, stained blood running through her veins. Swansong sighs, slowly, and curls her tail around young Promisekit where he buries his face in her downy fur.

"I always happens... so suddenly..." the warrior breathes, voice a quiet elegy. Just like Smogstar, vanished in the night. "My heart hurts for you, Promisekit... You should not know loss so early..." And yet, it is as inevitable as the rising of the moon. Little by little, Swansong loses what is left of her family. Little by little, Promisekit loses cats who should be there to see him grow. "But such has always been the way of our family," she concludes, and there is little solace in the thought. If Swansong is hopeful, she can almost believe that Mercykit will be returned as Halfkit and Laurelkit did.

In the meantime, she will do her best to keep safe the ones she has left. Her tail curls just a little tighter around the kit's ashen form.

I FELL ASLEEP WITH A VISION ⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆ AND I ALMOST PULLED IT THROUGH‎

• @promisekit
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  "SPEECH"

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  SWANSONG ☾ she / they, warrior of shadowclan, 22 moons.
  ★ a pale, silky-furred cream tabby with tired blue eyes.
  ★ dreamy and detached, known for her perpetual sleepiness.
  ★ halfshade x smogstar, littermate to applejaw, garlicheart, & ashenfall.
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ★ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[promisepaw]

Swansong is as ever present in his life as his fathers maintain to be; a tertiary parent in his upbringing, drip feeding him the knowledge he needs to survive - just until the curse on his lineage takes him, too. He holds close to porcelain cream fur, eyes lightly dusted with unshed tears as she speaks. She tells him how his life should not be plagued so soon... but is this not the will of StarClan? Do they not conduct the realm the living walk within? The questions do not spur so easily on pouted lips. Instead, he pulls his head back to better see the molly.

"How young were you, Swansong?" Promisekit phrases it with intent. He was five moons young when he watched his sibling get whisked away. Could she have been a similar age, trapped by infancy and childishness when the world demanded maturity of her? She thinks of Ashenfall, of Flintwish - of the family they lost supposedly so young. The family that the former and Swansong undoubtedly share... "When loss hunted you down for the first time," like a fox after a hare, he thinks. He feels little different than a cornered mouse in the moment. "Were you young, like me?"​

 

[Swansong]

Hunted you down, her nephew says - a strange phrasing. Swansong's breath catches. She thinks of bears and tearing teeth, of being driven from her home. But no, that was not loss. Not yet. Her grief is a quieter thing, lost in between hazy moments of fleeting memory. Was she as small as Promisekit, curled up beside her mother? "Almost exactly..." She murmurs, her gaze distant. "I was already an apprentice then... And it was... your grandmother who was stolen." Whisked away by the stars, by the plague that swept through camp. A far harder thing for a child to understand than the ghostly thief that came for Mercykit.

Promisekit seems older than his moons, and it makes something within her ache. He looks at her with intent, and she answers his questions as best she can. "You saw her grave, out there... She weeps for Mercykit too..." She swallows thickly, lowers her voice to a whisper. "But... we keep them with us... Even the ones... who do not watch from the stars..." Smogstar and Mercykit, left with no grave to weep upon. She presses a gently tufted paw to her nephew's chest. "Here," she murmurs. "That hurt you feel... It is her memory. Hold close to it... You are still here, so keep her with you..." It is all that they can do.

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SWANSONGㅤ BIOGRAPHY ㅤ/ ㅤTOYHOU.SE
★ demigirl ( she / they ) ㅤ& lesbian, mate to poppyglow (npc'd)
★ㅤ 22 moons oldㅤ/ & ages realistically, every 17th of the month
★ㅤ warrior of shadowclan for 10 moons
★ ㅤhalfshade x smogstar ㅤ& littermate to applejaw, ashenfall, garlicheart
★ㅤ ㅤmentored agaterain, swallowflutter & mentored by skunktail, sabletuft
★ㅤ penned by saturnid & ㅤmessage saturnids on discord for plots!

"SPEECH"