- Aug 17, 2022
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StarClan is peaceful. He thinks of how strange it is to have no clans anymore, to have no border patrols or hunting parties organized. Prey is an endless stream of glittering creatures that walk right into your paws, but cats didn’t even really have to eat if they didn’t want to; old habits die hard he supposed. Snowpath wanders, he does not know how long it has been since his death and he is still adapting, still unsure of his place in this endless sea of stars and flickering lights; but he is not particularly bothered by his lack of a future or duties anymore. If anything, being allowed to simply watch his friends and family go about their lives periodically was enough to break up the seamless and mundane dream. But Snowpath has one last thing to do, he feels, before he can truly settle into this afterlife proper and it does not take very long to find her.
The worst thing that could ever happen to him has already happened, so why does he feel such trepidation now walking forward over the cloak of stars that blanketed the endless field; why did he feel such a tightness in his chest, such an unease? Why did he still feel like he wanted to cry? Snowpath thought dying would remove all pain, but he’s realized that the ache of a heart is eternal. It is the only explanation for why he feels so fragile once more standing before the ethereal and glowing form of the tortie point who last he saw of her was a bloody streak upon the snow ushered away from his claws.
“...I’m sorry.” The words escape him unbidden, he can not hold them back for a second longer in face of her gaze, “...I’ve always wanted to tell you, I’ve always wanted you to know…”
He used to wonder if he even deserved to be here, but he was despite his apprehension while he was still alive. It meant something, it meant he’d repented for what he’d done, it meant StarClan saw him worthy of the redemption he’d fought tirelessly for. He thinks again of his new name, wishes he could have thanked Blazestar for it more genuinely, but he is sure the flame point knows how much it meant to him; he hopes so at least. It was Blazestar who insisted his daughter would forgive him and hadn’t she even then with her last breath apologized to him?
"Morningpaw, I hope...I hope you can forgive me..."
Still, despite all these assurances, he waits with bated breath for her to speak.
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