private LONG GONE &. swansong

[CATERPILLARFUZZ.]

DAYS SEEM SOMETIMES AS IF THEY'LL NEVER END​

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"hey swansong."

the warrior finds herself having been looking for swansong for a long time. it's hard to find them, these days, when all the scents seem to be muddled by rot and decay all in one. but, caterpillarfuzz wanted to hang out with the other. it's been a while, she thinks, since they kinda just enjoyed the stars together and they've been friends since kithood. swankit was one of the first kits who ever really talked to caterpillarkit, even when caterpillar had a hard time dealing with the fact that this was her new normal. so much has changed since then, and now they've both grown so much, stars aligning such different paths for them and yet somehow they still remain friends. good friends.

"would you want to join me for some star gazing? I know I can't see them but I like to imagine what they look like still and who better to go with then you, hm?"

she knows the stars better than most. only cat that she knows that know them even better is marbleleaf but this wasn't an outing with the former medicine cat apprentice turned full medicine cat upon the death of her mentor. it was a outing with her friend. at least, she hopes they're still friends.


// @Swansong
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[Swansong]

Swansong's drifting attention is quick to catch upon the sound of Caterpillarfuzz's voice. Its soft trill is one she has tuned herself to, always careful to heed her hesitant words. She wanders, as she often does in the nights. As soon as she hears their request, she stops. "Always," they murmur. They brush their tail gently against her side, guiding her towards their favorite spot; it is one they have shared on many occasions like this.

"Perhaps... I could tell you of them...?" A long and slow blink, staring upwards as she settles. "There are stories... Stories of the stars, for those who listen. The elders speak of them..." The rasping breaths of those closest to the afterlife. She gathers them like bundled stardust, as she does every scrap of understanding about the beyond - and who better to share it with?

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SWANSONG BIOGRAPHY ㅤ/ ㅤTOYHOU.SE
★ demigirl ( she / they ) ㅤ& lesbian, mate to poppyglow (npc'd)
★ㅤ 22 moons old & 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"

 

[CATERPILLARFUZZ.]

DAYS SEEM SOMETIMES AS IF THEY'LL NEVER END​

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she nods her head, twitching her ears in thought as she lets swansong lead her through the mud, dainty in her steps as she guides her through the marshlands, to a spot that swansong has deemed a favorite. she sits besides them, whiskers twitching as she hums with a gentle nod of her head. she moves to lay down onto her back, ghosted gaze pointed upwards with a gentle stretch of her limbs.

"yeah, id like that. it sounds really nice."

swansong's willingness to tell makes her feel warm inside, with a gentle breath in and out. most cats wouldn't bother, not really interested in the way that caterpillarfuzz perceives the world through touch and sound. it's not as if they mean it in a rude way, they simply don't think about it enough to offer such things. they only know her as being a blind cat and that doesn't bother her. at least most cats do not take this as a weakness as some may. still, she's ready to listen to her friend, enjoying the cool feeling of the moonlight upon her belly.

"tell me of your favorite?"

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[Swansong]

Caterpillarfuzz leans back into a recline, and Swansong follows suit. The marsh grass brushes against their back as the two gaze skywards, one pair of eyes seeing for the both of them. "There is a bright one... just above the burnt sycamore..." Swansong murmurs. It's impossible to miss, its glow competing with the moon. "I can... I can see its branches, even from here... reaching..." Twisted and mangled, they frame the single spot of light.

Her words hang in the air between them, hushed and trailing. "They say... there was once an owl, before the lightning strike. A thief of kittens and scourge of the marshes... its feathers black as night..." Her eyes slip closed, imagining the story playing out. "But... in the days of the colony, an old soldier... took herself and the owl plummeting from its branches... For her kittens... some say. Others, her lost lover..." They can't remember. The tale spills out, and the more she speaks the less certain she is that she heard it from an elder. It feels like an old dream, but she finds that she doesn't mind.

"Regardless... she stands watch. A guide to the lost..." A bright star, an anchor. "Some say you can see her spirit... sitting upon the branches... beckoning the missing home," they conclude softly. Their eyes blink open, no longer looking skywards. They turn upon the cat beside her, and a small smile curls across their maw. "That one's my favorite."

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SWANSONG%E3%85%A4 BIOGRAPHY ㅤ/ ㅤTOYHOU.SE
★ demigirl ( she / they ) ㅤ& lesbian, mate to poppyglow (npc'd)
★ㅤ 24 moons old & ages realistically, every 17th of the month
★ㅤ warrior of shadowclan for 12 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"