[poppy]

 

Originally Posted by Wally Darling~

Leafspot woke up- he looked around him, all he seen was stars. was he... Dead? Cowtuft didn't do this to him surely right? after all- he was so kind. so much for a Starclan cat; he was sitting there crying, clouded with fear- he did not want to die; he didn't belong here, not yet. so much anger and sadness flew through him, so much he didn't know what to do except cry.

[Open to interactions]

Houndspirit padded to the sobbing WindClanner, gentle blue gaze fixing on the distressed cat. "Don't cry, it's so much nicer up here." She murmured gently, reaching down to help him to his paws if he accepted it. "My name is Houndspirit, what's yours?" She understood missing life- she missed Mudhound and Bumblestar and her kits with a burning passion, but she was content up here. She was burnt out on life- dying three times could do that to a cat- and eventually this tom would understand. She knew he would, this wasn't an odd occurrence. This was typical.