[ti]Private[/ti]An Omen to Remember

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Silverfang drifts off to sleep while curled up in her nest, with a small Frostkit curled beside her using the medicine cat’s fluffy tail as a blanket. She finds that she falls asleep easily tonight, which is not usually the case, but it is a welcome change to the restless nights the medicine cat often experiences. A welcome change, that is, until she opens her eyes to a bright, starlit world. StarClan, presumably. As beautiful as ever, and equally beautiful to the living she-cat is that the pain and weakness fades from her hind leg. She spins in a circle to take in her surroundings, no evidence of a limp showing in her movement.

Her joy fades quickly. If StarClan called her here, either they have big news or she has died in her sleep. Silverfang is a light sleeper so it’s unlikely that she slept through any attack or anything on the camp. Or fire, Silverfang recalls bitterly. Coupled with the fact that Silverfang is a young, healthy cat despite her messed up leg… StarClan must have something important to tell her.

It feels like her thoughts are proven correct as her gaze settles on a starry cat. A she-cat with an angular face, large ears, and a slender build. Yes, Silverfang is quite sure this is the very same cat who washed up on the shores near MistClan’s camp. Perhaps the medicine cat will get answers tonight. Perhaps. Facing this mysterious she-cat, Silverfang stands still.

[Miss Tactical]

Blue eyes stared ahead, her angular face gentle, wide ears swiveled as Silverfang appeared before her. The others had been right. She dipped her head ever so slightly. "You are your tribes first speaker...a healer correct?" She mewed with a tilted head? She blinked slowly looking off to the distance where other cats who looked similar to her were running about, some old, some young, some VERY young. Her blue eyes sparkled with life. "Welcome to the tribe of Endless hunting. Please follow me." The cream and brown she-cat turned around her thin tail waving in the air. The grass was green and lush, as the walked the forest became more dense and dark. Stone structures of ruins were laid about haphazardly and vines creeped up them playfully. It was a place much different than StarClan.

The brown she-cat entered one of the ruins that seemed to be the most fallen apart with cracked walls, and stones all over the floor, but inside it, a pool of water that was welcoming. She sat beside it, dipping a paw into the water making it ripple, she placed her paw down, wrapping her thin tail around it staring into the water. "My name is Doe that Lives in Forest." She mewed. She pointed to the pool with a slight nudge of her head. The normally fast paced she-cat winced slightly as the pool reflected her accident.

She had been running back and forth on a stone near swift waters where she slipped into the water. To watch her death over again brought pain to her heart. She pointed to another tom a solid brown tom with angular face with green eyes watching in horror as she slipped into the rapids being carried down the river and going under the water. "That's my mate Talon..." She mewed with a solemn tone. She shouldn't have ran off the way she did or she would still be alive. She had left him alone would he find someone else? That thought pained her. "Perhaps...maybe you can tell him I'm okay." She mewed hopefully. "There is something oddly peaceful about drowning...it's not as painful as one may think." She mewed warmly.

[silverfang218]

Silverfang is clearly perplexed as the strange she-cat before her starts to speak, though her words seem to confirm the medicine cat’s theory that the dead she-cat had not been clan or rogue. She seems like something completely new to the young medicine cat. “I am from a Clan, not a Tribe, and we don’t have a… a First speaker? But yes, I am my Clan’s healer and spiritual leader.” Silverfang explains, trying to get a bit of an understanding between her and this mysterious cat. Her expression becomes even more confused as her guide welcomes her to the… Tribe of Endless Hunting? So this isn’t StarClan, though it looks like StarClan. Or… rather it doesn’t. As she glances around again, the medicine cat notices the differences like the ruins dotting the lake’s edge. It is only now that the silvery she-cat realizes she is in a place that is completely foreign.

Silverfang follows behind Doe without another question, relishing the ease at which she can walk here, though she does dip her head and respond with, “I am Silverfang” though the medicine cat figures the spirit already knows her name. She is even more confused by the cat’s long name. It’s extremely long, unlike anything that Silverfang has ever heard. The medicine cat’s ears twitch as her guide leads her into a… twoleg structure? An ancient, broken down twoleg structure at that. While a shiver runs down the living she-cat’s spine at the sight of the structure, she follows without a word. When a dead cat leads you somewhere, you follow without complaining, and when they speak you listen carefully to every word, as Silverfang once told her apprentice. Her advice had been partially a joke, but she finds it extremely relevant in this current situation.

As Doe leads her to the pool of water, the events unfolding on the water’s surface quickly catch the silver she-cat’s attention. She almost instantly recognizes what’s happening, as it’s clear that the cat she’s seeing in the water is none other than Doe. Her chest tightens as her expression becomes sorrowful; she doesn’t even notice the second cat until Doe points him out. The sadness in her eyes deepen; she can’t even imagine having to watch her mate drown, being unable to help or save them. “Talon.” Silverfang repeats the name as she commits it to memory along with his appearance. “I’ll find a way to tell him, don’t worry.” Silver’s voice is determined. One way or another, she’ll get this message to Talon. She also makes a note of the river that Doe fell into, a swiftly flowing river. This had to occurred upriver from MistClan’s waterfall, likely quite a ways upriver if the condition Doe’s body had been in is anything to judge by.

[Miss Tactical]

The brown she-cat smiled at Silverfang before stepping forward towards the she-cat she touched her nose into her silver fur showing her appreciation. She swiveled her ears as a voice in the distance called her name. She lifted her gaze and looked out the crumbling building. "That's my mom." She chuckled softly flicking her tail. That was one thing she was happy about, she got to see both her parents and her siblings that had since passed away. Although she longed to be alive, here she could be free. Free to wander where she wanted, and perhaps that it was just her time and she accepted that. She stepped back her eyes brightly. "It's time for you to go home Silverfang." She mewed softly. She heard her family calling for her once more.

Doe certainly couldn't keep them waiting. She was about to walk off but then she stopped. "Follow the river, the dense forest and twisted roots will guide you home." She mewed before stepping back, she looked to the sky, the stars were fading and sun was rising. "Your tribe needs you now." She mewed. Doe slowly began to vanish, and Silverfang was back in her nest.

[silverfang218]

The medicine cat smiles back, understanding the she-cat’s gesture completely. It’s always painful when a loved one dies, but perhaps the silvery she-cat can at least ease the pain of wondering if his mate was okay now. Silverfang’s thoughts are interrupted and her head snaps up as she hears a voice calling for Doe. She nods as Doe explains that it’s her mother, and her heart feels a bit lighter knowing that this unfortunate cat is now surrounded by family.

As Doe bids her farewell, Silverfang takes a step towards her. “Wait. Before you go, I’d like to know, what makes the flowers so colorful?” She didn’t forget her promise to Frostkit, but with the sun rising over the strange landscape, it seems like she won’t get an answer tonight. She gives the Tribe cat a bright smile as she fades away, figuring at the very least she has thoroughly confused this mysterious cat with the last random question.