[Cloverspring]

[ Silverfox | He/Him | Darkforest | Formerly Windclan ]

The figure watched from a distance, with their chin resting on their paw and their tail slowly twirling around behind them, seemingly uninterested as the newcomer introduced themselves. The darkness of the afterlife obscured their full form, but those vivid orange eyes easily cut through it all, clearly displaying their eyes rolling back into their skull when she started her reasoning.

Lean legs moved and shoulders rose as she kept talking, with the tom not even bothering to let her finish before skulking down to meet her sorry soul.

"Should your kits have that?" Silverfox questioned, flicking an agitated ear. His expression read unimpressed, and his question seemed more like a demand. Not only did this cat lead a boring life while living, but they didn't even seem to fight for it. The only mildly captivating events they ever seemed to have was their argument with their mate, which was barely worthy of attention, and their 'fight' at the claws of the Shadowclan leader. Even then, that was only notable because someone died in the battle, being this lacklustre individual.

She was another sob story, if you could even call it that. Not much had really happened in her life, and Silverfox doubted more would happen for her. Even so, this process didn't just have to be a judgement of her past, it could also be a preparation for her future.

"I know you want this for your kits and all," The warden mewed, contempt for the weak cat replaced with a reassuring face. He came to sit beside her, as if having a heart-to-heart conversation. "But going back the same way will only spell out doom a second time, you know that." As quickly as he took a moment to slow down, the silver tom was back up on his paws again, an enthusiastic smile on his muzzle.

"You could hope for more, but that won't make it happen. There are plenty of other mothers here that have 'hope' no different to you, so come on, tell me- show me, what you'll do for your kits!" Silverfox mewed excitedly, as if motivated for the mother to return and reunite with her kits. Frankly, he didn't have a care about what happened if the mother returned, but if she was anything like she is now there was good chance that nothing would happen at all. How boring it would be to be given another life, and then not do anything with it.

( @kairosclerosis , @c1nder , @SuspiciousMindz )