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Burningspirit
Guest
Inconsistent paper stars
A single month has passed. At least eight phases of the moon have come and gone, and it was uncertain how well it would be. The leaves had started to change color from a bright green to that of warmer oranges and red, the air was just a bit chillier and there was frost across the grass during sunrise now. It was a rather wild concept; that only a month ago the world seemed to bleak. Like there was no reason to exist at that point as the world outside the concrete walls of that horrendous place. Where they insisted on feeding him, stabbing him multiple times and being kept behind silvery bars. If that faithful day hadn't happened, it was unknown if he would've lived to see the next green leaf. A content sigh left a scarred muzzle, a singular yellow eye looking out over the clan as cats milled about. Kits played amongst each other, warriors lazed about in the sunlight and everything felt- peaceful. If not for just a moment. Like all that had happened lately was but a nightmare now and they could move forward with their lives.
A bare half of a face turned a good eye towards the leaders' den, then the medicine den, before the tom settled down just past the elders' den. With everything that has happened, he felt like the clan could use a good day. Something relaxing, something fun and comforting, so he had set up the idea of a talking circle. The cats of his pervious kittypet home had taught him this. It was a good way to talk to those in the clan, make friends and get things off the chest without judgement. Therapy is what they used as a word, but he felt like that wouldn't fit right in the clan setting. A naked tail tip flicked back and forth as Burningspirit moved his head around for a moment.
The cream tabby tomcat had spread the word a few days ago that he would be holding this circle today. Two sunrises he had said, and anyone was welcome to join no matter their rank or relationship with the clan. The plan was for this to be a judgement-free zone, and he hoped that Emberstar or Howling Wind could join them today- even Berryheart or Roepaw. A cat that had been close to the situation with Cinderfrost, with the gathering announcement and maybe even their own personal life issues. Burningspirit gave a hum and the heavily scarred tomcat flicked a half-naked tail back and forth; now it was just time to wait.
A bare half of a face turned a good eye towards the leaders' den, then the medicine den, before the tom settled down just past the elders' den. With everything that has happened, he felt like the clan could use a good day. Something relaxing, something fun and comforting, so he had set up the idea of a talking circle. The cats of his pervious kittypet home had taught him this. It was a good way to talk to those in the clan, make friends and get things off the chest without judgement. Therapy is what they used as a word, but he felt like that wouldn't fit right in the clan setting. A naked tail tip flicked back and forth as Burningspirit moved his head around for a moment.
The cream tabby tomcat had spread the word a few days ago that he would be holding this circle today. Two sunrises he had said, and anyone was welcome to join no matter their rank or relationship with the clan. The plan was for this to be a judgement-free zone, and he hoped that Emberstar or Howling Wind could join them today- even Berryheart or Roepaw. A cat that had been close to the situation with Cinderfrost, with the gathering announcement and maybe even their own personal life issues. Burningspirit gave a hum and the heavily scarred tomcat flicked a half-naked tail back and forth; now it was just time to wait.
