by Hopeflower » Mon Oct 14, 2013 6:06 pm
"He'll be just fine," Mistpool purred. "Thank you for the cobwebs." As she helped Silverpaw bundle the cobwebs up, Mistpool meowed to Eli, "Generations and generations of cats who once walked this very forest. When they died, their spirits went to join StarClan. You can see them looking down at us from Silverpelt at night." She paused to stretch before she added, "The Moonstone is where we can speak to them, as if they were with us still."
"Maybe you could share the story over a mouse once all of this has died down," Shadowstar suggested, curiosity sparking in her green eyes before she gave Shadowsoul a friendly flick with her tail. "Talk to you later, then." She turned and practically bounced off toward the nursery, meowing a greeting as she poked her head in. Her gaze softened as she spotted her sister, looking as though she'd just woken from a nap. "How're you feeling?" she mewed, slipping in to curl up beside Swanfeather. "Heavy," the white she-cat responded, chuckling. "What's all the commotion outside?" she asked curiously. "Word has it your patrol found a half-dead kit by the border." "We did." Shadowstar tucked her paws under her chest. "I have to go find out if there's anything he can tell me about himself and why he was on the territory soon," she went on, giving a somewhat tired sigh.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown