pafp Hiding in the bright lights // Sunset, Prompt

[Aspenhaze]

While the sky is still alight from the slowly setting sun, its blue is also dusted with shades of pink and yellow. Aspenhaze looks towards it as they enjoy a silent moment of peace, and thinks about how much it reminds them of their pelt. It’s rare that they see colors like these adorn the space above them, but they are appreciative of it every time. There’s beauty to be found in everything, after all. Including themself, even with all their past and present faults.

As they finish taking in the immaculate sight, their eyes lower and land on the form of a cat they have not had much interaction with. Aspenhaze was more experienced with her sister after all, seeing as Mosspool was their first apprentice. “Hello there, Carawaypaw,” they greet the apprentice coolly, before returning their gaze upwards. “Beautiful colors in the sky tonight, hmm? Too bad it doesn’t last long. But nothing lasts forever, and that’s what makes it special.” They almost feel like an elder at the profound wisdom they lace in their words, but it’s a true sentiment nonetheless.

// OOC : Please wait for @carawaypaw !​

 

[carawaysong]

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- carawaypaw didn't mean to invade aspenhaze's space, where they gazed upon the painted sky. this just appeared to be the best spot, unbroken by bare willow branches and unburdened by the dark grey clouds that had been lingering. her paws shuffled as the warrior spoke, she gave a warm smile to their greeting.

aspenhaze discussed the sky, the tabby was nearly thrown off by the bleak ending to their sentiments. it wasn't wrong, per-say, but it was certainly not how she would like to think of it. "it'll be back though, the sun always sets..." she was nearly hesitant to disagree with the warrior, already she was making a name as a combative apprentice. and although she wasn't convinced that it was entirely her fault, what else could she do but try and be more agreeable.

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  CARAWAYPAW ✧ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, five moons
  ➺ carawaypaw is a pretty longhaired silver tabby with green eyes and a long, lithe frame. born into riverclan, she loves her home and has a deep fascination with becoming a warrior to provide for it. for now, she is heavily focused on her duties as an apprentice and trying to balance them with her enjoyment of less serious activities.
  ➺ willowroot x poppysplash ↛ sister to bumblepaw, tidepaw, mosspaw, hazepaw, antlerpaw, and buckpaw
  ➺ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ➺ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Aspenhaze]

Aspenhaze laughs at the bluntness of the apprentice’s answer, as they should have probably expected something like that. It feels like an answer Mosspool would give, if they asked her in particular. “Well, yes, you’re right. But it’s not the same every time, correct? And the sky is not perpetually in the same state. But even if something is gone, we’ll always have the memories of it.” They take one last long look at the sky as twilight approaches, wondering how pretty the stars will be tonight as well.

Once their mind returns to earth, they shake their head, chuckling at themself this time. “Sorry, I know you didn’t ask for me to ramble on after seeing you. Sometimes I get in a mood… but regardless.” Aspenhaze’s tail flicks without any particular direction as they find themself relaxed. “I do hope your apprenticeship has been going well so far. I’m sure you’ll do great things.”​

 

[valesight ➶]

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Why did everyone in this clan have to start conversations with names? Didn't they know... how much intention and purpose and power went into vocalizing these things? How much sway you could have over a cat's very soul by titling it... by giving it an identity? Valepaw is more flustered by it each and every day... and while he had intended to just sit there and groom himself in peace, the two start chatting about the sun.

How it changes.. but always returns... and he is made sour by this concept. He had thought his mother the moon... that she would never go away either.

"Memories... don't last," he complains as Aspenhaze clings to the notion there is a spirit in those recollections. He could not remember the smell of sun-kissed fur... the sound of a night-melody voice. They were lying to say that they were always there. And liars are not good people. Better to correct them now, give them the chance to not be a liar.​

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[DAWNSTORM]

die with memories , not dreams .
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He thought of more quiet, dangerous times as a Ripple Colony member staring at the setting sun, expression monotone. It was beautiful. His mother had been pretty like the sun, but nothing lasted forever, not when he was the source. Shaking his helm, Dawnstorm glanced at Aspenhaze, brows furrowed. Even gone, the bi-colored male liked to think he was keeping his mother’s image alive, even if she had nothing but harsh words to say, especially his siblings, long deceased. Memories. He thought, bitterness trickling in, tattered ears flickering. Where do they go? He wondered. If those memories die with you. What would they become? Nothing?

He couldn’t help but agree with Valepaw, but even that didn’t feel right. “Minds.” He offered no other explanation than that, hoping the other at least understood. It was silly, no more than a childish thought, to think others would remember sunset after sunset, because how else would memories live on if not for being stories, but that was lackluster. How could he give them justice with words that he barely understood than wishing to just show them his thoughts and memories, but that was an impossible task. ​

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