Sunglow
a dappled golden pseudo-tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar
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A glow lit the clearing, bright enough for Sunglow to notice.
Eyes narrowing against the light of the cat entering StarClan, the golden she-cat recognized who it was immediately.
´´Moontail!´´ She gasped.
Getting to her paws, Sunglow rushed over, touching her nose to Moontail´s.
´´Killed by Bumblestar, I suppose,´´ Sunglow grunted, inspecting the torn wound across her friend´s throat. The golden warrior had the same wound on her throat to match the white molly´s. ´´I´m not surprised.´´
The golden she-cat´s eyes widened as she saw two to at least four kits surrounding the now star-speckled queen.
´´Your kits didn´t even get a chance to live..´´ Sunglow whispered. ´´Bumblestar took nearly five lives.´´
Sunglow
a dappled golden pseudo-tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar
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A glow lit the clearing, bright enough for Sunglow to notice.
Eyes narrowing against the light of the cat entering StarClan, the golden she-cat recognized who it was immediately.
´´Moontail!´´ She gasped.
Getting to her paws, Sunglow rushed over, touching her nose to Moontail´s.
´´Killed by Bumblestar, I suppose,´´ Sunglow grunted, inspecting the torn wound across her friend´s throat. The golden warrior had the same wound on her throat to match the white molly´s. ´´I´m not surprised.´´
The golden she-cat´s eyes widened as she saw two to at least four kits surrounding the now star-speckled queen.
´´Your kits didn´t even get a chance to live..´´ Sunglow whispered. ´´Bumblestar took nearly five lives.´´
Moontail blinked her eyes open to stare across a lake like ground and starry sky. Her fur seemed to glow and shimmer. Her eyes were suddenly filled with the view of unmistakable gold fur.
Sunglow... It's you...
So this was StarClan?
Though she was happy to see her again, she gazed in shock. Would she see her...?
Suddenly, Sunglow's eyes seemed distracted to the ground surrounding Moontail, where several, small bundles of ghostly furred kits tumbled and rubbed against her haunches.
"...Your kits didn't even get a chance to live..."
Though they were before her, and she made sure she could touch them... the words rang in her ears. What a terrible mother...
"Yes... I couldn't wait... I wasn't patient enough and I let a few words get to me..."
She sneered at herself. "I should have been able to bring them to Hollowfoot. I doubt Bumblestar was about to let me live even if I could have birthed them... My loves.."
She herded them all close, licking their smooth fur.
"I'm sorry..."
She gazed up to Sunglow at last. "To you as well.. I didn't realize just how claw-happy that Bumblestar was... I shouldn't have expected any heart to come from that one..." She growled, her fur bristling out at the image of the cat in her head.
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Curiosity with the strange had always ended up being Minkpaw's downfall. In this case, though, how could she not resist sating those curiosities, not when the cat she'd been watching for quite some time was... her grandfather. Minkpaw had never even known her father... her other father. Sure, Raccoonpelt had been her Papa, he'd been there for a while, but Raccoonpelt had always spoken of her and her siblings' other father, Flintfang, who'd gone missing and presumed dead during a dog attack on RiverClan. Aunt Reedwhisker had died in that same attack, Minkpaw had heard, and Aunt Silversnow had died later along with Minkpaw's littermate, Martenkit.
There was no use lamenting on all those lost now, since Raccoonpelt and Flintkit had gone missing not long after RiverClan had moved campsites during Gingerstar's rule, leaving Minkpaw all alone after the flood. The harshness of reality had stolen away the innocence of youth, and it had left Minkpaw floundering on her own like a fish out of water for a long time ...and eventually, it had led to her murder.
Flashes of her last few moments among the living took over Minkpaw's vision. Being drowned in Haven Springs, choking on water, unable to even turn and see her attacker. She'd died an unjust death - and the worst part was that Minkpaw wasn't even sure if her murderer was still alive and out there or not.
The pale-furred female had roamed StarClan's lands for a couple moons now, never able to track down her father Raccoonpelt, nor her brother or sister - Flintkit and Martenkit, nor the father and aunt she'd never met - Flintfang and Reedwhisker, and not her aunt Silversnow either.
She'd still been a confused haze, feeling detached and lost, when a StarClanner had stepped into her path and redirected her - they'd likely pitied her. But they'd told her she'd find a family member here, and here she was - silent as a ghost, standing behind Hollowstorm, one-eyed blue gaze fixed up on the back of her grandfather's head. Minkpaw had always been a short cat - frail and weak, the runt of her litter. And she didn't move, not an inch, unsure whether Hollowstorm would turn around on his own accord after he snapped out of whatever reverie he was having or if she was meant to call his name.
[ I wasn't sure if the post was open or not - if it wasn't, feel free to ignore oops i apologize for barging in w/ mink but tada !! flintfang was hollowstorm's bio son heh, and minkpaw is his daughter ]
Hollowstorm
Hollowstorm turned around, feeling a gaze burning on his back. "Who are you?" he asked, confused. He'd been an asshole in life, but it seemed like this she-cat... wanted to talk to him? "Look, whoever you are. You've probably got the wrong cat. I sucked in life, I suck here. My mate dumped me, my kits barely met their father before I left RiverClan, and sometimes I felt like I was a living puppet, my only purpose to become powerful." He self-consciously ran his paw over the scar on his throat. "And I died at the paws of a rouge. I'm nobody."
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Hollowstorm turned around, feeling a gaze burning on his back. "Who are you?" he asked, confused. He'd been an asshole in life, but it seemed like this she-cat... wanted to talk to him? "Look, whoever you are. You've probably got the wrong cat. I sucked in life, I suck here. My mate dumped me, my kits barely met their father before I left RiverClan, and sometimes I felt like I was a living puppet, my only purpose to become powerful." He self-consciously ran his paw over the scar on his throat. "And I died at the paws of a rouge. I'm nobody."
Curiosity killed the cat. Okay, no, Minkpaw was totally fine. She did side-eye Hollowstorm with one pale blue eye as he went off with his tangent, however. And once he was done, she cocked her head to the side. ". . .Okay." She hadn't asked, but that was... interesting. Minkpaw had been the one to approach him, after all, not the other way around.
Her lips pursed, single eye narrowed slightly as she attempted to focus on her words. Minkpaw was not good with other cats. She didn't have any communication skills, and on top of that, her overall oddness had never helped. "Minkpaw." Her voice was slightly stilted. She hadn't talked to anyone in StarClan since being sent up here. "I. My fathers. They were named Flintfang and Raccoonpelt..?" Her gaze drifted to her small paws. "You are my grandfather?"
Re: StarClan Camp
I wasn't sure if the post was open or not - if it wasn't, feel free to ignore oops i apologize for barging in w/ mink but tada !! flintfang was hollowstorm's bio son heh, and minkpaw is his daughter ]
