[vellichor]

@2018 Okapi @Deranged Llama @Broken Madness @Empress Of Evil @Charmer

“Uh, I’ve got it,” Smogcloud spoke up before they could mumble a “never mind”. They grabbed the herb, careful not to puncture the fragile leaves with their sharp teeth. The sharp scent blocked their sense of smell, so they had to rely on eyes and ears. They scanned the shadowy trees, which eerily reminded them of the Dark Forest. Perhaps the Dusk Syndicate cats who lived here served the Dark Forest. Smogcloud hadn’t thought of that before. It was far-fetched, but possible. They swore to themself then and there that they’d serve StarClan, and never the Dark Forest. They wanted to be remembered, but not like that. They didn’t get what drove evil cats to do what they do. What’s so good about hurting others? What’s good about power when it means crushing the weak and defenseless, rather than helping them? They may not have been outspoken, but Smogcloud had questions. Maybe it was for the better that they were never answered.