There are small moments in time that Starlingheart finds herself infinitely thankful for when she looks back on her tumultuous life, snippets of happy memories amidst all the tragedies of her existence. When she had stepped on a thorn and it had gotten stuck in her paw pad - yes it had hurt but Granitepelt has been there to pick up the pieces. He had pulled the thorn from her foot, offered her comfort. The feeling of adrenaline and excitement she had gotten just before going off to carrionplace - the idea of being a hero wrapped around her young mind and a stony figure by her side. Him moving in to the medicine cats den with her after her aunts abandonment so that she wouldn’t have to be alone. The first time they had ever said ‘I love you’ to one another. So many memories from the beginning of time that he is intertwined to.
"What-what would I ever do without you?" she sighs contentedly, allowing herself to fall against familiar gray fur, to lose herself in the curve of his stomach. With him wrapped around her like this she could believe herself to be quite possibly the safest cat in the whole forest. It is a clear night, the moon shines softly through the pines and from their spot where they lounge in the camp together, they can see it clearly. The night sky spans above them, infinite in its stretch.
As she gazes upwards, her round green eyes glittering with star shine, a shooting star whizzes past and she lets out a soft exclamation "Did you- did you see that?" she asks him, her voice barely above a whisper as she turns to take in his features, to study his expression. "My- my mother once told me that-that you can wish upon such stars. If you-if you had one wish what would you wish for?" she is unsure of the answer herself, if she is being perfectly honest. Yes, most of the clan fairy disliked her at this moment, but other than that she had everything she could ever wish for. A good mate. Three healthy and beautiful kits. A family who loved her and who she in turn loved back. What more was there to possibly ask for? If there were no rules perhaps she would wish for someone back. Her brother. Her mother. Ghostpaw or Tornadopaw. Halfshade. When she looks to the sky, she wonders which star is theirs, if they are all looking down upon her in this moment while she glances up at them. What did they see, she wonders, that she cannot?
// @GRANITEPELT
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