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(Soaringstar is finally receiving her lives! There are still some lives to be given sign ups are here! I'll also allow you to double up if you're already giving one!)
Soaringstar walked up to the moon creek, "So..." She trailed off. She had decided she would be receiving her lives. She had to. Things were too iffy. She couldn't risk something going awry, and resulting in her death. Though she believed in Flamingsoul as a deputy... she didn't think the she cat was quite ready for leadership. Soaringstar had really only promoted her to give her a chance to improve her status in the clan and prove herself while Burningstar was away...
But it seemed her sister intended to stay in SunClan longer than Soaringstar would've liked, leaving Soaringstar to keep running things in NightClan. And after the craziness of the past moons, was proof she couldn't hold this position with her one life keeping her from joining StarClan.
Still... what if StarClan denied her since Burningstar still had her lives? What if-
She shook her head to dispell such thoughts turning to Turbulentsea, "All right we're here, what do we do?" She asked.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Nov 30, 2019 22:55:55 GMT -5
TURBULENTSEA
THE CONFLICTED - NIGHTCLAN MEDICINE CAT
"Walk forwards and press your nose to the water, and they will come to you" the thin tom settled in next to the water, a shiver making it's way down his spine. No matter how many times he came here, it was always a thrill. "You have a lot on your mind, but take a deep breath and just allow them to do their work. Try to clear your mind from everything but what you are trying to do here tonight"
Soaringstar did as he suggested taking a deep breath before bending her head down and touching her muzzle to the water, settling down next to the bank. She tried to clear her mind from all the troubles that were weighing her down. After a few moments of focusing on her breathing her eyes closing, she reopened them to find herself and Turbulentsea in a clearing.
Starry forms of StarClan cats milled about.
Skysong stood at the other side. Her eyes bright.
Soaringstar stared at her mother, and then she let out a soft noise and rushed forwards to press her muzzle against Skysong. "Mother!" Soaringstar meowed.
Skysong chuckled. "Oh my precious little Soaring-" She murmured pulling back, blue eyes the same shade reflected in mother and daughter. Though she looked happy to see Soaringstar, there was something sad in her eyes. "
"It's so good to see you," Soaringstar whispered. "I've missed you so much."
Skysong nodded grimly. "I know, and know that I've missed you too. But now it's time to get what you came for," She took a deep breath. "Are you ready to receive your nine lives?"
Soaringstar, too excited to see her mother didn't note the trepidation Skysong had. She nodded. "Yes mother," She said glancing at Turbulentsea as if to confirm this was correct.
(sorry for the delay, and I know Soaringstar isn't leader anymore, but some juicy scenes happen so I'd like to continue XD)
Skysong straightened up, and touched noses with Soaringstar. "With this life I give you acceptance. Life is not always kind, but accepting this fact, and focusing on accepting what you have, and coming to terms with what you lose."
Soaringstar stiffened as the life rushed through her. She felt burning in her chest, reminiscent to the sickness that had robbed her mother of her life. Then the pain faded as she was glimpsed a vision of two small kits, one ginger, one silver and she realized she was seeing the moment Skysong accepted her death was imminent, and spent her last moments loving her two daughters, Soaringstar and Burningstar.
Skysong pulled away a sad look in her eyes, like she knew what Soaringstar had seen. And something else Soaringstar couldn't name.
"Thank you... mother," Soaringstar breathed. Skysong nodded and stepped back to join the ranks of cats who had gathered to give Soaringstar her lives. She looked at the cats recognizing some of them. A few from even her time in DayClan and BrookClan.
A large golden main coon tom with mane-like chest fur approached Soaringstar. Although he was a massive tom, his golden eyes held such warmth. Like he had drops of the sun caught in his eyes. When he spoke, his voice rumbled like thunder but was smooth and gentle. "I, Lionspirit, gift you with the life of Bravery. May you lead with this life when danger threatens your clan and be willing to risk your life for them. Always stand up for what is right and help those whom are less fortunate despite what others may say or think." He touched his muzzle to Soaringstar's head, showing her the memory of him holding off a Primal Instinct attack in the Dayclan camp with his friend fighting beside him while his clan fled for safety.
Soaringstar winced at the memory, then she blinked her eyes remembering the tom. Her eyes softened. "thank you Lionspirit," She meowed softly to her former clanmate. She'd been there when Primal Instinct had attacked. She was glad to see Lionspirit so bright and shining in StarClan.
As Lionspirit pulled away she looked towards the next cat.
༼ಢ_ಢ༽ rest in peace reprise's tail ᕙ(░ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ░)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
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Post by paige.rylee on Dec 15, 2019 6:53:12 GMT -5
(sorry for taking forever to reply)!
A tall figure of a she-cat stepped forward next, her gentle orange and blue eyes carefully watching Soaringstar, her whiskers twitching. With a soft touch of her tail, Miststar cleared her throat. She felt happiness wash over her. Giving lives to new leaders ready to fulfill their destinies was one of her favorite to-dos in StarClan, now that she was dead. Dipping her head, so that her nose touched Soaringstar's head for a split second, she turned, her eyes gazing into Soaringstar's. "With this life, I give you hope. Use it well in times of fear and mistake, for hope alone is a power that can win battles, heal hearts and give you a power hopeless souls can never process. Never fear when there is hope."
Miststar stepped back, her paws screaming, wanting to shake but keeping strong and proud, she glanced once again at the new leader. Hope; something she had fought for herself. She could only hope this she-cat would use it well.
The life wasn’t painful, but it did get Soaringstar’s blood pumping as it thrilled through her. Warming her from deep within her core before spreading to the rest of her. Hope. Hope that this would all work out in the end.
Taking a moment to recover she dipped her head to Miststar, eyes shifting to the next cat, another DayClan cat... a pang hit her as she hadn’t realized he’d died. Too much happening. But she straightened up waiting for him to come forwards.
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 19, 2019 19:25:27 GMT -5
The next cat to step forward was not one unknown to Soaringstar, though they never had spoken much, if at all. Eternalstar, the Immortal Council member killed by Foxstar during her stint of insanity. The red tabby, with his sharp features and that gruesome, carved smile, even in death, looked more severe in death than he ever had in life, though could many blame him? His mate, his kits, had been killed right before his eyes, and then he himself had succumbed, to Foxstar, of all cats. No one could blame him for his anger, but certainly, the tom blamed himself, and on some level, blamed Glowstar for daring to still be friends with her.
His expression was none to comforting as he stepped forward resting his chin atop her head for a moment before touching his nose to her forehead. "With this life, I give you justice," Eternalstar stated, his voice holding a deep seated fury in it, though not directed towards Soaringstar. "Far too many cats evade their dues in life. Call out injustice when you see it an punish according to the crimes at hand. A good leader is merciful, but doesn't allow bad deeds to go unaddressed." He stepped back, forcing a deep breath and meeting her eyes. "I fell to Foxstar, all but one of my kits, and my mate to her paws, and her crimes were but brushed under the rug by the clans around her. Do not let future traitors be dealt with so lightly."
With that, he turned and slipped away back into the crowd, to an awaiting she-cat, and five little kittens that waited around her, two that resembled him, and three that clearly weren't his, but he leaned down to nuzzle them all the same.
Soaringstar winced as the life surged through her. She nodded stiffly. "I'm sorry." She breathed, feeling sorrow for his loss. It sent a bolt of fear in her heart. Foxstar, now interacting with the leader of SunClan was her job as her sister was in SunClan. It made her a little nervous. She remembered Foxstar's dark power, and had heard whispers of Foxstar's madness. She prayed Burningstar was okay so close to her, but she knew her sister didn't seem to mind keeping the fox pelted cat in her company.
It was something she didn't fully understand about her sister, but Soaringstar wasn't about to judge... but she would be prepared.
She gave him a nod watching as he went to his kits, sorrow in her gaze.
Then a small shape stepped forwards and Soaringstar's heart lurched.
Dreamkit.
The little she kit had been traumatized after the earthquake stole her mother from her, and she hadn't quite adjusted to clan life despite her adopted father Squirrelleap's efforts. She remembered the look on the tabby tom's face, the haunted look in his eyes as he bore Dreamkit's body back to NightClan after her murder at the paws of some crazy outsider.
Dreamkit looked up at Soaringstar. "I am Dreamkit. When my father, Squirrelleap, came to rescue me and Lingeringkit I realized that I should've trusted in my clanmates more. I died because I was afraid and consumed by the fears in my mind, and wanted a way out. I fell for the sweet lies and promises told to me." She said speaking with more wisdom than a cat her age would've had. "I give you a life for Trust. Trust in your friends around you, and in your clanmates. For without trust there is no clan." She said grimly touching her nose to Soaringstar when the leader bent down to do so.
Soaringstar winced as the life went through her. She could feel the swirling fear, fear she could empathize with. She too had her fears that haunted her and darkened her days.
She let out a shuddering breath as Dreamkit padded back to join the others.
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