[Starfall]

@Celestial

The ebony tom slipped down from the Streamstone and shook his head, a smile spread across his face as he saw the apprentices scuttle over to their new mentors excitedly. Memories of his apprenticehood flashed through his mind, he could practically hear the wheels turning in his mind. He wouldn't lie, his days an apprentice weren't the best, his mother had killed his father as well as herself, but before that he had to deal with Stonehawk, all of his want, all of his selfishness, all of his pent up anger, and he could do nothing but watch as he yelled at his mother. After Driftingstorm's death, his sanity went down spiraling, he killed a cat because of what his father did to his mental stability, and after meeting Honeypool, after going back and looking at his choices and actions, he regretted it, he wanted to switch places with Waterstreak, have the tom become leader, have him live in Starclan, but he knew that he couldn't take it back, nothing so permanent could be erased. The burly tom shoved those dark thoughts aside, now was not the time to recollect on the past, at least, not in front of his whole clan. He, instead, focused on his pawsteps, making sure they were one in front of the other, a perfect straight line. He didn't know where he was going, but from the looks of it, he was going to the Warriors den. If anyone was wondering, he would just throw the excuse "I was going to grab a few things from my old nest." and of course, it would be believeable, since he hadn't completely moved out of the den yet.

Fallenstar stopped a few fox lengths away and looked around the clearing, his lapis hues raked across each and every body, watching their movements, their expressions. Did everyone react a different way? Would other cats feel the same resentment and unsettlement as he did the moment he was named leader? He knew quite a few felines who would be very excited about becoming leader. He frowned and sat himself down with a huff, a cloud of dust formed around him. He wrapped his tail around his paws and continued to watch his clanmates, watching as a few of them gave him odd looks. The moment he became leader, he couldn't just sit idly by around the clan anymore, he didn't understand why, just because his suffix changed, just because he can die 9 different times now, that didn't mean he couldn't act like the rest of them. He felt isolated, and Honeypool wasn't here to make that darkness, that feeling of emptiness disappear. She had disappeared a while ago, and he had been searching high and low, and no luck, he stopped doing everything for a week, he barely ate, and would only go out to hunt and check borders when Russetstar requested him to. He's still getting over that lost feeling, and he figured it wouldn't be going away anytime soon.