[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by Lawlipop

Honeypool remained in her defensive stance for a while until the news that she was currently in StarClan hit her like a hurled stone. It all made sense. The starry territory. The mixture of all clans and seasons. The icey tom who shone like a star himself. The realization made her ears and eyes fall. StarClan is for deceased warriors... Then does that mean....? Honeypool began to tear up at the thought of her dying in her sleep. She did get a bite from a rat who fought back before being subdued, but didn't imagine one little bite could cause her to... Honeypool began to hold her head in her paws again. Oh Fireflare... Oh Fallenstream... But before she could emotionally breakdown over the sudden realization that her life is over, the tom spoke again and reassured her that she was merely dreaming, and was not, in fact, dead. That news only brought more tears, those these were simply for the relief that she still had time. She needed time to right the wrongs she had recently made. He talked, but did not pay attention much to it until he began to question her being here and her problems she had. She uses her front paw to gently wipe away the tears as prepares to respond. Normally she would never openly admit to what she did to another cat. But if she truly was in StarClan, they were the best she had to making better decisions to a better future and unwinding her in her giant furball mess. "W-Well..." she stammers shyly, shuffling her feet nervously. "I've been seeing a WindClan tom for a while. His name is Fireflare. I am also friends with Fallenstream. I have known Fireflare longer than him, but their quarrels started the Gathering before the last one. I was afraid their fighting to escalate to more than verbal threats, so I had to pull Fallenstream away... and I pretended Fireflare was nothing more than a stranger WindClan warrior. I thought I was being stealthy enough. I always knew ever since we met that Fallenstream was suspicious of where I snuck off too. Then while I was out with Fireflare.... I was shocked to see Fallenstream burst out the bushes and begins to fight Fireflare." she pauses to take a breather and reminisce a bit, the memories of it all playing clearly in her head as she pours out her issues onto this tom she just met a few moments before. "...I...I didn't want to see neither of them hurt... I... I care for them so much..." she says slowly, her head down to the ground, tears enveloping her eyes again. "I thought I was d-d-doing the right thing... Doesn't it f-feel like you are in the right when you are in love?" she asked, pain, regret, and guilt in her ears and in her tears. "But I was wrong... I was not right at all... Instead... all I was is blind..." she finally lets her face break as she crouches down to the floor weeping. She had very few cats she could want to seek these past moons. No cat in her clan. There was no cat, not even in her own family, that she could come to. All she had was Cloversplash, her old mentor. She was the only one she could count on. But now, she was here, breaking down in front of this stranger tom. Her face felt hot with embarrassment. Oh what is this tom thinking of her?

Waterstreak listened patiently. He had heard stories like this before. Stories of forbidden loves that suddenly took a turn for the worst. In fact there was a tom up here in Starclan that had even been in a forbidden relationship with his former apprentice. It had gone far enough to produce kits even. So he knew the situation, but he also knew Fallenstream. He knew all about Fallenstreams angry outburst, how he could assume something completely wrong and act on it. But he figured he didn't need to call out Fallenstream's past mistakes to this feline. "Yes, you are right. When you have found love, everything seems perfect and grand. It feels like the world revolves around you and them in that moment. Though do not stop listening there. Because you must be careful. Love is dangerous as well. Love is as sly as a fox. Love can have you tangled up in such a mess that you can end up wondering how you got there." He paused, his starry blue gaze locked onto hers. "My former apprentice Sunbreeze got herself falling for a Shadowclan tom. It went as far as meeting in the old tunnels, meeting on the border, everything they could do to spend time with each other. For them, everything was perfect. Until Sunbreeze found that she was heavy with his kits." He paused again, shifting on his haunches, his gaze never leaving that of Honeypool's. "Sunbreeze had her kits and her and her mate split them up between the two clans. Sunbreeze was almost free until her mates former apprentice showed up, admitted their love for her mate, and killed one of her daughters. After getting back with the two other kits, she immediately went off to find her mate, but they didn't believe their apprentice did it, they blamed Sinbreeze. And my my my, when a relationship crumbles, it takes everything out of you and a lot out of those closest to you." He sighed, remembering the night he spent with her in the nursery with his own mate. As he and Robinfeather sat with her crying into his shoulder, being so grief stricken she became dehydrated and starved. "Love is dangerous. Therefore I do not know exactly what to tell you on this. But love is also bliss. It can make you feel things you never imagined. But beware the ones around you, for hidden motives may be there. Fallenstream can have angry outbreaks. I've seen them before. Be wary, but he means the best. He wants the best for his Clan, and wants the best for you."