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Post by strawberrycupid on Feb 21, 2021 20:10:31 GMT -5
It was an ethereal feeling night. Somehow, the stars shone brighter, the night sky clear in a rich and deep blue. You could even catch the ribbons of colors from different galaxies. It only highlighted how small he felt as he walked. Walking by the river, he realized how deep it was, even though it was eerily quiet. Slow flowing, the lights of fireflies reflecting off it's treacherous surface. They flitted around, a few entangling themselves in strands of white fur. He must have seemed ethereal as he walked, not that any of it was deserved.
He wasn't a godly cat, or would even consider himself decent. For as much as he tried to reform, his claws still hungered for blood. Bloodystar was right in his attack on Swiftclan, it was the place for Sunclan refugees. And every story that surfaced made Moonlit's blood boil. So today, he plucked one of his kits off of his pelt, gave a silent kiss to Indigopastels, and left. Convincing a Sunclan cat to send a message was easy as flashing a collection of herb seeds he threw together.
Go to the river tomorrow night. At the deepest point, you'll find me there.
They both knew this point. Just a few yards to the side was where she jumped in. For the first and final time. Sunclan didn't mess with their waters after that, and there wasn't a bridge in sight to join the two together. Nah, it was for the best they were separated. Sure, Bloodystar could find his way to a bridge to get at him, but then Moonlit would be out of sight. And by the time the leader came back up, he'd be gone. This was all talk, from one brother to another. Now he needed to wait, but even that was knawing at him.
Bloodystar had thought long and hard about refusing this summons, but ultimately decided that there was more to gain in attending rather than ignoring it altogether. He hadn't seen Moonlitnocturne since his the flame-point tom had ran way from SunClan with his tail between his legs, proving himself the coward that Bloodystar always knew he was. Losing a Janus to another group was about as big a blow one could make against SunClan but, truly, Bloodystar could not have been happier. One less thorn in his paw.
"Did you come here to beg for your life?"
Bloodystar couldn't see or properly even scent his brother, but he knew he was there, something about the shift in the shadows and whispers on the wind, footsteps against sandstone or something else. Perhaps it was just the energy of the two toms, polar opposites, always had been.
