HALLELUJAH // vigil

[Fireflyglow]

The snow frosts over the ground, sending a chill down his spine as he finishes setting up the vigil. Sweetnose laid in the middle of camp, body smelling faintly of his mint and the additional stalks of lavender draped over their body.

"Rest easy amongst the stars, Sweets." Fireflyglow murmured softly, pressing his forehead to Sweetnose's own before backing away to let everyone else grieve. He didn't know her well, but she was a clanmate. Anytime someone he took care of died, it was always heart-wrenching. He settles a distance away, shoulders sagged.

// backwritten!! apologies, everyone. <3​

SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT ✦ 27 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS​

 

[Cherryblossom]

An owl—spooked. Cherryblossom wishes she could say she would've been better, but the scars hidden in her flanks disagree. In the cold, as if inflamed by the reminder, they itch a little. She blinks at Sweetnose's pale neck, the break in it smoothed by loving paws, and thinks, It could be worse.

In death, the silvery feline looks even smaller. Fragile, almost, as if they hadn't been one of the top contenders for who would get to the top of the Tallpine in their lifetimes once. Maybe it was all and well that they'd died doing what they loved, the second-best death for a SkyClan warrior. Once, she'd told her, "What do you think of Bloomfur? Asking for a friend, of course..." Prying a reaction from her had never been difficult. Cherryblossom misses it now, that gullibility she'd laughed at behind her tail for.

It was never that serious, the calico wants to say, stepping up to the loose crowd around her body and bending her nose to their sweet-smelling fur. "May you find good hunting, swift-running, and shelter when you sleep," she intones, the ritualistic phrase sounding strange in her girlish drawl. Then, having never been that close with her, she steps back to let the next cat pay their respects. She'll find Lupinesong, or Edenberry if they hadn't left for home yet, and try to warm that cold, heavy, familiar stone of grief together.​

 

[Howlfire]

The death of Sweetnose had been an unexpected surprise. In a small way, Howlfire had been expecting the colder weather to claim some lives; kits or elders who were too weak to fight off the cold. What she hadn't been expecting was how Sweetnose had actually gone. And owl - it had spooked her. Howlfire supposed there was always such a risk when hunting in the trees, but it seemed so sudden, so unfair, that it was hard to wrap her head around.

Cherryblossom says some quiet words first, sharing a small moment with the deceased warrior before moving back. When the younger she-cat stepped away, Howlfire took her place. She pressed her nose gently against Sweetnose's shoulder, inhaling the warrior's scent one last time. "Rest well, Sweetnose. May you find peace and warmth in StarClan."​

 

[Florabreeze]

What happened was without a doubt a tragedy, she heard about the owl and she shudders to think about what Sweetnose's final moments would be. The frosted ground could be an omen, right? Or it's nature itself in mourning with the clan. She would prefer to think of it like that rather than stress about finding more bodies in this cold weather. The daylighter sits solemnly amongst her clanmates, bowing her head in respect as Fireflyglow, Cherryblossom and Howlfire say their best wishes. Hoping for warmth, full bellies and peace. That's an ideal thought isn't it? Maybe it's foolish to think but she hopes that Sweetnose is able to guide everyone to finding that in the clan as well.

Florabreeze didn't know Sweetnose well but she was aware of their penchant for gossip, a regret that the pair couldn't bond over that anymore lingers like a mourning veil. The maine coon presses her nose against sweet fur, trying to be as delicate as the frost surrounding them. "I hope you hear the most wonderful stories in StarClan, rest well Sweetnose." There is nothing she can truly say that others already have. Above all else she hopes Sweetnose doesn't change, no matter where she is.

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  FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her || Daylight Lead Warrior of SkyClan || 37 moons
  ❥ A large black tabby maine coon with low white and bright green eyes, always wearing her mushroom print collar if she can.
  ❥ Mentored by Sorrelsong ／Mentoring Jellypaw & Sfogliatella
  ❥ "Speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}

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