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Moonwhisper was dead.
It's a strange notion to have to grapple with. Howlfire is not unaccustomed to losing siblings, with Morningpaw and Duskbird having ascended to the ranks of StarClan moons prior. She had mourned Morningpaw deeply, Duskbird less so, though she had never truly known her younger brother all that well. Moonwhisper's death was a complication, a strange event that seemed as though it should not have happened. She hadn't known the warrior her sister became all too well, but assumed she was a talented and formidable fighter, who no doubt would have defended ThunderClan to her last breath. That she is gone so soon, leaving kits that still need her, breaks Howlfire's heart.
And yet, Howlfire is almost annoyed at her grief. Why is she mourning a cat who hated her so? Who disowned her and openly belittled her across the border? She felt all that rage towards her sister and yet knew that love remained too. Love for the sister she knew, love for the family they once had. And now she was gone, dead, her life ended by some thoughtless rogue. How dare that rogue kill her sister! How dare Moonwhisper die! Coward, she thinks bitterly, glancing up at the sky as she hurries back to camp, How dare you leave things as they were!
Perhaps Howlfire should not have run from the gathering but she could not stop herself. She refused to linger there, processing the news in the place where her family was forced apart, where the love they once shared for each other was choked into submission by hatred. No sooner had Howlfire blown back into camp, she became aware of the surprised looks and whispers of her clanmates. No doubt they wondered if something had happened again, but their queries would likely be answered by no further arrivals for some time. Howlfire wants to be alone but she can't avoid the prying looks from her clanmates, the silent, yet demanding questions hidden in their expression. She wants to be left alone, can't they see? Regrettably, she winds up snapping at the first cat who wanders over once she sits down. "Leave me alone!" She snaps in a low grumble. Howlfire hasn't outright hissed at them or shooed them away, but the hostile aura she emits would surely give away her intentions.
/ set after this post! howlfire returns from the gathering alone
It's a strange notion to have to grapple with. Howlfire is not unaccustomed to losing siblings, with Morningpaw and Duskbird having ascended to the ranks of StarClan moons prior. She had mourned Morningpaw deeply, Duskbird less so, though she had never truly known her younger brother all that well. Moonwhisper's death was a complication, a strange event that seemed as though it should not have happened. She hadn't known the warrior her sister became all too well, but assumed she was a talented and formidable fighter, who no doubt would have defended ThunderClan to her last breath. That she is gone so soon, leaving kits that still need her, breaks Howlfire's heart.
And yet, Howlfire is almost annoyed at her grief. Why is she mourning a cat who hated her so? Who disowned her and openly belittled her across the border? She felt all that rage towards her sister and yet knew that love remained too. Love for the sister she knew, love for the family they once had. And now she was gone, dead, her life ended by some thoughtless rogue. How dare that rogue kill her sister! How dare Moonwhisper die! Coward, she thinks bitterly, glancing up at the sky as she hurries back to camp, How dare you leave things as they were!
Perhaps Howlfire should not have run from the gathering but she could not stop herself. She refused to linger there, processing the news in the place where her family was forced apart, where the love they once shared for each other was choked into submission by hatred. No sooner had Howlfire blown back into camp, she became aware of the surprised looks and whispers of her clanmates. No doubt they wondered if something had happened again, but their queries would likely be answered by no further arrivals for some time. Howlfire wants to be alone but she can't avoid the prying looks from her clanmates, the silent, yet demanding questions hidden in their expression. She wants to be left alone, can't they see? Regrettably, she winds up snapping at the first cat who wanders over once she sits down. "Leave me alone!" She snaps in a low grumble. Howlfire hasn't outright hissed at them or shooed them away, but the hostile aura she emits would surely give away her intentions.
/ set after this post! howlfire returns from the gathering alone