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Starfall
Asterdance had gotten used to the whole being...
dead thing. That was the cycle of life, they supposed. Everyone would be gone eventually, and they had always been running on expired time. Still, StarClan was rather lonely without their clanmates. Er, the ones they knew in their living life at least. Cindersky was here and while she was pretty cool, she wasn't.. Bushtuft or Bumblestar. Nor was she one of her siblings.
The bobtail tried to keep themself busy with messing about with the living world. Small ways — try to support ThunderClan silently from the grave whilst causing inconvenience for the other clans. It was amusing, really. They never tried anything like ,, the storm. (In fact, Asterdance didn't have much of a clue how they had managed to do so. They had felt so panicked at the idea of their brother dying ,, )
Which speaking of their brother - they wanted to try and send him something. They hadn't tried to yet, shamefully, but Whisperingwolf's words echoed throughout their head and they didn't
want to hurt him. Didn't want to hurt Roseraven, either. Asterdance simply wanted him to know that they were there. And he was
never truly alone.
They leaned down to wrap their jaws around the stem of a large, purple aster flower and plucked it from the ground. It was the first thing they had ever given to Spiderthroat. (Not exact, of course, but close enough.) It was a bit silly - how it just happened to be an aster flower of
all things.
They sat down, shuffling the flower closer before closing their eyes. The tug was quicker to access now. The sparks inside them ignited and Asterdance reached forward. They couldn't ..
force reality to shift. It was more of a,, suggestion. Really. The moment they detected a small rift, they pushed the flower to and sent it on its merry way to Spiderthroat.
Their eyes fluttered open, a pleased noise escaping them at the lack of evidence. Success!!