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Jetfire laid in her nest her head resting lightly one her paws. She was alone but not truly, not when Bloodystar's kits laid within her womb growing with every moment that ticked by. She still hadn't quite managed to come to terms with it all, the fact that even now she couldn't get away from her tormenter. You'll never escape me Jetfire. The words he had spoken sending a shiver down her spine. It was hard enough having to face her four kits that they had raised together each and every day. Knowing that their medical problems were her fault. The fact that Fawnkit would never be a warrior was her fault... Sweet Sparrowkit having to constantly stop what she was doing to eat was her fault. Grumpykit's painful eye was her fault... Secretkit's seizures and hernia was her fault.... She had been told it some many times that she firmly believed the lies she had been fed by Bloodystar. If her kits with Sorrowfularia were this hard, what would Bloodystar's kits come out to be like? Would they be as cruel and vindictive as him? Would she have to stare at a mirror image of her worst nightmare while trying to love it? It wouldn't be fair to the kit, but would she ever be able to look at them without seeing Bloodystar? Without flinching away and shuddering at their touch?
The last thing she remembered was the warmth of Ghostcrown's embrace before she fell asleep crying while he held her close. Even now her eyes were puffy and sore from tears, unable to shake the heaviness that had been draped over her shoulders. The impossible to ignore pains as the harsh memories started to flood her mind. She slowly rose to shaky paws, trying to find the strength to just simply walk to the entrance of the nursery. Her breathes ragged, it as like the world was spinning wit every step as she neared the way out into camp
Indigopastels had heard rumors of more SunClan refugees coming to SwiftClan recently but she was too afraid to interact with them just in case this was a trap similar to the raid SunClan had done moons ago. She had decided to stay out of sight, which was made easy by the fact that whomever it was had hardly left the nursery since they'd arrived. The only reason they were about to meet now was because the lilac point she-cat hadn't been expecting them to leave the nursery. The rustling at the entrance made her freeze on the spot, her heart started pounding as she tried to decide if she still had enough time to run, but when the familiar narrow face appeared from the nursery, and recognition set in her fear turned to disbelief.
"Jetfire? " There was no mistaking her litter-mate but there was still a part of her that refused to believe the she-cat standing before her could be her sister. No this cat had a hollow look in her eyes that made her look older than she was. Taking in the state of her sister the warrior had no words, her first instinct was to go back and shred whoever had done this to Jetfire but she had given up the right when she left.
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 Dec 11, 2020 15:40:22 GMT -5
Jetfire stumbled forward into the light, he weary paws having trouble holding her own weight when she heard her name being called. She blinked, her eyes trying to adjust to the sudden light as the figure before her came slowly into focus. The long fur, the colored points, but more importantly was her scent. A scent she had longed for, that she often imagined floating towards her on a breeze only to dissipate before she could savor it. This wasn't just any cat, this was her sister. Her sister that had drowned in the river at MoonClan, the sister whom they had burred in the sunflower fields. To say she was in shock was quite an understatement, her small frame trembling "Satinlights...?" she asked tentatively as if the image in front of her would just fade away if she spoke to loudly
But as shocked as Jetfire was, her condition was sure to shock her sister even more. He face was sunken in from weeks of starvation while nursing kits, her eyes puffy and swollen from tears, her thin frame that did little to hide the way her bones jutted out from under her thin skin, bandages wrapped tightly across the middle of her stomach from the horrific kitting, the scent of milk mixed slightly with the fowl scent of infection. He coat was dull, but the most unsettling was her eyes, the way the seemed to hold no life within them. The eyes of cat whose spirit had died long ago. While she looked better than she had when she had first arrived, it was going to be a long road to recovery
"Yes, yes it's me." She moved forward quickly to brush her cheek against her sister's a soft purr starting in her throat. After a moment she pulled away taking a step back to assess her sister, worry settling in on her expression. "What are you doing here? What in StarClan's name happened?" All at once a wave of guilt washed over the warrior maybe if she had stayed whatever Jetfire had gone through could of been prevented. She knew she would have some explaining to do herself but right now all she cared about was her sister and the shocking state she was in. She would be a fool to believe her sister would just accept her help after letting everyone believe she was dead, but she had to at least try.
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 Dec 11, 2020 17:17:35 GMT -5
Whatever Satinlights had been expecting, this probably wasn't it. The touch of her sister against her cheek seemed to break the trance as she shot forward burring her nose into her sister's fur and pressing herself up against her with quiet sobs "We all thought you were dead... We buried your body" Even though she was crying, it was a very different sort tears. Her eyes holding something other than sorrow and pain for the first time in moons cutting trough the dullness of her gaze. It was just a glimmer, but it was there "How?!?!?" she trembled, but leaving no space for Satinlights to leave
"You.. I... I don't even know where to to start" she added honestly
There werent' really any words to explain what had been going on over the past few moons that could really show how terrible it had been. No words that could show the depths of her depression and pain
Startled by Jetfire's reaction It only took a moment for her own purring to become nearly deafening as the she-cat licked her sister's cheek reassuringly. "I'm afraid it's kind of a long story." she admitted then she got an idea. "Come and eat with me and I can tell you what happened, then if you're feeling up to it you can tell me your story." As much as she wanted to hear everything that happened from her sister she was more concerned with getting some food in her.
"We can eat near the nursery so you can keep an ear out for your kits." Indigopastel's smiled at the comment, she couldn't believe that Jetfire was here, and not only that but she had kits! It was small moments like this that almost made her miss her time as a queen in the nursery. Especially if it meant sharing a den with one of her litter-mates again.
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 Dec 12, 2020 16:09:00 GMT -5
Jetfire couldn't help but purr along with her sister, though the sensation did hurt her throat. Satinlights looked good, and it was clear that she had been treated well since leaving "That sounds like a good idea" she agreed, though her happiness at finding her sister was still alive started to ebb as worries began to creep in. Would she be angry that Bloodystar took her to be his mate? Would she be mad at her for agreeing to it so soon after they thought she had died the was Silverfringe had been furious with her? Finding Satinlights was like seeing a lighthouse in a storm, before drifting back out to her sea of grief.
She looked inside the nursery to see her little ones still asleep before settling at the entrance with room for her sister to join her
Indigopastels had only left for a brief moment to fetch them a plump rabbit from the fresh-kill pile before she was back at her sister's side, settling in to eat. As to be expected she pushed the rabbit over to Jetfire first, offering her the first bite. They were all hungry these days living in this ditch but, Jetfire was visibly staving. Guilt and worry clouded in her eyes like a brewing storm as she waited patiently for her litter-mate to get a chance to eat.
"I know I owe you an explanation and an apology but that can wait until you're feeling better." she spoke softly, her eyes fixed on the rabbit between them, as if she were turning to burn a hole into it's pelt with her gaze alone. In truth she couldn't bare to meet her sisters' eyes as she broached this particular topic.
"And I know no apology will ever take away the pain I must have caused you but.. I still have to try at least. You deserve that much."
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 Jan 24, 2021 18:32:16 GMT -5
Jetfire blinked, an apology? It wasn't exactly what she expected her sister to stay, but to ease her mind she took a smile bite of the rabbit and chewed it slowly. She still hadn't got much of her appetite back, and had to eat more often small meals "Sister... I think i'm the one who owes you an apology" she laid her head down gently down on her paws take a moment just to rest "I don't know how you are here, but I am glad that you are" there was no hiding the grief in her voice "You were lucky..." she swallowed hard "Bloodystar... he..." but where did one even start? With their mother being deposed? No this started even before then, but finding the words to explain all the horrors that had happened was hard "Our mother... she..." she was at a loss for words, as they came out scrambled and scattered
"A lot has happened since you disappeared… We all thought you were dead"
The lilac point she-cat blinked in surprise at her sister's words. What in StarClan's name could Jetfire possibly have to apologize for? Especially considering the state her sister had turned up in now. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that the silver tabby had been the victim of some horrible trauma.
"Whatever happened wasn't your fault." she wanted to reassure her sister, but as soon as the words left her mouth it was like a record scratch in her mind trying to back track to what Jetfire had said.
"Wait. Bloodystar?" she could barely choke the question out, her heart racing in her chest and her stomach lurched overwhelming her with a sudden wave of nausea, but not for same reason Jetfire felt every time Bloodyrondo came in conversation, but rather the implications of what this meant. "What happened to Littlestar?" she asked, terror seeping into her voice. "Please don't tell me she.." she pleaded, unable to even finish her sentence.
So she didn't know... She didn't even know what had happened to their parents, and probable not to the Sun God after... She took in a deep breath, shaking her head slightly "No she is alive... at least she was...." Her ears flickered back "Our mother... she killed the Sun God" Jetfire continued on to explain the events of that gathering. How Autumngossamer called him out for his misdeeds, how Littlestar took on the power of the Moon Goddess, the prophecy that she had spoken of, how she was dropped from the highest branch of the gathering tree and lost a life.
"I wish I could say that is where things ended... After the gathering Bloodyrondo was furious, he lead SunClan to raid SwiftClan to look for kits that might be the Sun God. He used the victory to rally supporters, exiling Foxbane and many others... Once those that would fight against him were gone...he...he..." she swallowed hard, the words hard to say "He dragged our mother out before the clan, and declared her a traitor to SunClan. He carved a moon onto her head, and renamed her Bloodycrow. He threw her into prison, isolating her from everyone. No one was allowed to visit her without his permission... and he took over as High Priest....and his reign of terror began..."@samiam
