ninety-three percent ✧ stardust ✧ . . . darkie
Apr 7, 2019 7:20:48 GMT -6
Post by silentpaws on Apr 7, 2019 7:20:48 GMT -6
(we are all just stars who have people names)
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It was no new fault of Pinewhisker's that he had never been able to see the negative in anything. During the moons where his life was so happy he had never even begun to think that life might not always be that way. So now, with both Owlscreech and Cloudfern dead, he had been left in shock.
For the most part he was still able to keep his spirits up, more for everyone else's sakes rather than his own. For Owlscreech's kits, even Batpaw and Chirppaw who he'd promised his sister back in the AspenClan camp he would look after. For Morningflight, as she started to timidly carve her own place in the Clan with Marigoldflare's help and her new friend from RavenClan. For the kits he'd raised with Cloudfern who were all grieving over their lost mother. But the one place where he could let his smile fall and let himself fell sad was in Spiderfrost's company. He had never been more grateful for his mate's presence than he was in those days.
That morning he was sat by himself so, on the same riverside where Cloudfern had told him she was expecting kits and where they'd sat moons later talking about all they'd had and let go together. As much as he was saddened to think about her there was still a slight smile on his face, remembering the secret friend he'd made as an apprentice who'd turned into his mate and then old companion as an adult.
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It was no new fault of Pinewhisker's that he had never been able to see the negative in anything. During the moons where his life was so happy he had never even begun to think that life might not always be that way. So now, with both Owlscreech and Cloudfern dead, he had been left in shock.
For the most part he was still able to keep his spirits up, more for everyone else's sakes rather than his own. For Owlscreech's kits, even Batpaw and Chirppaw who he'd promised his sister back in the AspenClan camp he would look after. For Morningflight, as she started to timidly carve her own place in the Clan with Marigoldflare's help and her new friend from RavenClan. For the kits he'd raised with Cloudfern who were all grieving over their lost mother. But the one place where he could let his smile fall and let himself fell sad was in Spiderfrost's company. He had never been more grateful for his mate's presence than he was in those days.
That morning he was sat by himself so, on the same riverside where Cloudfern had told him she was expecting kits and where they'd sat moons later talking about all they'd had and let go together. As much as he was saddened to think about her there was still a slight smile on his face, remembering the secret friend he'd made as an apprentice who'd turned into his mate and then old companion as an adult.
