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Post by Summerthyme on Apr 28, 2020 16:20:37 GMT -5
Leatherstar sat on a ridge up in the Diamond Mountains. His chocolate brown pelt glittering with stars as he flicked his tail, sending sparkles flying away from him and tumbling down the slope. It had only been a few moons since he had given his life to the mountain he loved to dearly. An avalanche during WinterClan's harshest part of the season tumbling down and burying him in an icy grave. He had sat on the snow, invisible to his daughters earthly vision, watching her as she spent several days digging him out of the ice and snow. No WinterClan cat caring or bothering to help her. I guess he deserved that. He hadnt been the best of leaders. But Fernskip, she was the best parts of him, he was disappointment that she had turned down the leadership he had offered her the day before he had died. She would have been perfect. But now as a StarClan cat, he realized she had her own destiny that he had been blind to as a cat on the mountain. Sighing, he cast his gaze out across the territory that stretched farther than his eyes could see. StarClan was like no place he has ever been before. But even as a Spirit he was restless. His heart tugging him to wander the forest territories and watch out for his family, for Littlestar, Fernskip, and Lionpride, for his new grandkits and future great grand kits. Was this really where his story would end?
Edited Apr 28, 2020 16:21:20 GMT -5 By Summerthyme
"You really are as restless as I heard," The teasing, soft as kisses voice came from Razorkiss, a past WinterClan frozen and shard
Her russet ringed tail tickled underneath his chin teasingly, "Is it hard coming to terms with the whole, you being dead thing? I suppose for me it was easier since it was simply my time."
She looked far younger than Leatherstar had ever seen her, like a newly made warrior. In StarClan they said that cats looked the age they were most happiest in and for her it was when she first began life in WinterClan. She had brilliant icy blue eyes with a layer of grey over her head, cream body, and white underbelly and the most unusual hemmingway paws.
Post by Summerthyme on May 3, 2020 15:27:33 GMT -5
Leatherstar's whisker twitched with Razorkiss' tail leaving an itch under his chin he fought to rub away. "Death is silly. Forced to leave purpose behind and take a long journey nowhere." he sighed heavily casting his gaze towards the pool he used to spy on his loved ones down in the valley in the distance. He would live by the pool if his paws werent so restless and in need of hunting and long runs. "I could still be useful. Even now, if not bound by silly rules."
"Well... You could go back down there," Razorkiss said with a small shrug, "Everyone can reincarnate with the council of leaders approval and seeing as you are a leader yourself you would already have one vote yes," She pointed out delicately, but her gaze looked doubtful, "However they do like to keep leaders here in StarClan, you provide good structure here by staying."
