( Eternal & Tempest )

    He'd never met his cousin. It was funny, really. Son of Yellowmoon, who was now dead, due in part to his own paw, half-brother to Jaysolstice, Rhapsodyrose, who lived in WaterClan with his niblings Aureolekit, Skylerkit, Taliakit, Zephyrinekit, and Minkkit. But he'd been abused and isolated as a kit, able to live only thanks to the kindness of his aunt, Eclipseknight, and during his very first training session, he'd fled to DayClan. What was also amusing was that Glowstar was the great grandmother to the aforementioned niblings. For the higher ranks of the bright clan, they had quite the connection to the place.

    Of course, that's the short of it. The longer version isn't nearly so pretty, and Eternallaughter knew that full well. His family, all those who had the misfortune to be descended from Yellowmoon, really, had lives full of pain and suffering and death. Truthfully, the Immortal Council member still hadn't forgiven himself for Threepaw's death, and the image of his brother's body would never leave his nightmares.

    The tom shook his head. Snap out of it. You're an Immortal Council member, you have two lives, and could very well succeed Glowstar one day. You should be able to compose yourself by now. He told himself. Besides, what's Tempestignite going to think, if you're blubbering before she even gets here? That would just be a wonderful scene, wouldn't it? A heavy sigh escaped the tom's lips as he forced his shoulders to relax, gaze wandering to the autumn trees, nearly leafless now, then to the clearing they'd chosen to meet. It was near to DayClan, admittedly, and the tom briefly considered taking her onto the territory. Glowstar wouldn't mind, though he knew he probably shouldn't do it, regardless.

    More than anything, he wondered how she'd react to his appearance. Certainly, she'd have been warned of what Yellowmoon did to him. On the lesser end of things, the otherwise handsome red tabby, with his burning amber eyes, had ears that were full of perfectly made holes. A twoleg would have compared his ears to swiss cheese.

    From one of the lower holes on either side, hung a feather. In DayClan, these worn feathers symbolized things that the particular cat who wore them valued most, and cats could each have two. The first, on his right ear, was gray, of mid length and sort of scruffy looking, with a straight top. It symbolized Protection. He'd failed to protect his brother, but he vowed that he would never fail his clan in the same way. The second, on his right ear, was much more ornate, it had a flared, wild base of beige that turned golden at the edges, the top large, like a triangle but with a curve for the top of the feather, and a little section missing. The top portion was lined with teal at the edges, then there was a line of curved black, then vivid blue with beige spots. This beautiful feather symbolized Justice. Actions had consequences, and Eternallaughter, more than anything, was a cat who sought that others faced the consequences, just as Yellowmoon had, eventually.

It was his maw that was the worrying part, however. After all, his mother had carved a permanent smile on his face, a gruesome thing that made even the most innocent of expressions seem terrifying and disingenuous. Cats usually got used to it, but it tended to shock cats, the first time. He could see it, even if they tried to hide it.

I thought I told you to get it together? He mused once more, She won't care. Probably.