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Autumngossamer cracked her neck twice, side from side before her honey brown eyes met Shaman Creek's, "You know, I'm about to be like four years old in less than a moon, I've lived a pretty long life to myth bust everything about me."
Autumngossamer leisurely stretched before catching Shaman Creek's gaze once more, "But like, whatever if you're interested. I was raised by a fox, I was brought into DayClan. I left DayClan after SunClan conquered them because they were more powerful. I was successfully initiated and made Janus upon promotion. Then when Dragonswrath bit the dust I became Soothsayer. Then the Shadow Era began so I joined what I felt was the winning side. I was the only SunClan cat in the Shadow Era cursed by the Sun God. That's about as much as I can and want to tell you given SunClan's code. Anything that isn't public knowledge I can't really reveal."
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 Jul 3, 2020 18:01:27 GMT -5
Turubulent stayed quiet, contemplating not even answering Bloodyrondo but there was something in the cat's tone that caught his attention. Sorrow? He lifted his yellow eyes from the water "Happy or not, I have questions that need answers" his voice was still raspy, wincing slightly as he forced the words to materialize. Even though he had mostly recovered from the incident, the damage to his throat had already been done. It would take many moons to heal, assuming that it ever would. He was thankful to still have his life, but more importantly Creampuff had made it through. Yet his mind was plagued with questions that he hadn't been able to answer. How had creampuff miraculously survived with no treatment? He had seen it for himself, fought tooth and claw for every breathe she had been given... then.. well it was the things that followed afterwards that had truly puzzled him
Chestnutpaw scampered after Amberbird. It was her first Half Moon gathering and she had mixed emotions. Deep down inside she had wanted to be a warrior. It was her dream, but the excitement from her father when she was named the Fallclan Medicine Cat Apprentice. The small calico apprentice looked non threatening from her fur which still had the soft appearance of nursery kittens. The only thing that stood out from her soft appearance was her rich brown eyes which were quickly taking in all of the cats that were standing around. Her eyes landed on Turbulentsea. She though the tom looked odd and strange just like the Fallclan Leader Hysteriastar.
Creek couldn't help but get the impression that Autumnngossamer was making fun of him but, at the same time, it did not seem like she was lying. Most of what she said were known truths. Left DayClan for SunClan, became Janus at a young age, joined Shadow Era and was cursed because of it. Actually, he knew all of this except for the fact that she was raised by a fox. In his experience foxes would rather eat little kits than raise them, "Must have been a pretty stupid fox to confuse you with one of its pups. I guess you are both red," Creek's tone was absolutely conversational, it wasn't his intention to offend, "What was it like? Was she a good mother to you despite her... disorientation?" Faith
"Don't we all?" Bloodyrondo laughed sarcastically. He wasn't looked at Turbulentsea but up at the burning tree that represented SunClan, his celadon eyes distant. Up close the white of his eyes were tinged with red, "I wonder sometimes why bad things happen to good cats when we shower our deity - or your ancestors - with such worship and praise. What's the point in coming here if they won't help?" It was the most heretical thing he'd ever said, but it's not like he'd never had the thought. No, the stranger fact was that he was confessing his doubts to a cat he barely even knew. Bloodyrondo looked away from the tree and now focused on the creek. He looked a little more peaceful, "We must just have faith that all things that happen must have a divine reason that we aren't met to understand... yet. There's no other way to explain it." racer
