Post by Miss Tactical on Sept 26, 2019 15:28:04 GMT
Eveningstar watched as events unfolded, the black tom paced back and forth at Starclans gate his expression muddled and hard to read. ”You can’t seriously believe I would retire my own kits come on!” His tail lashed back and forth his breathing began to increase, clearly the black tom was in a panic. He would never have demoted Batstrike, retire cedarleap….maybe that was believable she wasn’t the most healthy cat, but elders, and queens and kits ALWAYS came first. That was one thing he was known for and for his opinion to change in a sheer matter of moments…. It was highly unlikely. ”Medicine cats can see me right….or can they not because I’m not actually dead has this happened before?” It would be just his luck that it would happen to the most….well perhaps not the nicest leader out of the four…
Featherclaw blinked her eyes slowly watching Eveningstar pace back and forth, the calico she-cat looked at the disgruntled MothClan cats some walking away, some too frightened to even do anything. Eveningstar no one in StarClan saw this coming. She mewed softly. Her own eyes watching Stormwatcher and her grandkits very carefully. The last thing she wanted was to see harm come to her own kin. She wrinkled her nose however as her eyes fell on Palesun whom she knew had zero connection to StarClan. The dark forest works in mysterious ways…. While your life was being restored another one crawled in who was ready….this has never happened before and StarClan is not sure how to undo this.” She mewed. She knew she was speaking for all the leaders, through all the perils the clans had endured no such events had ever happened. You are not technically dead I do not know the extent of what you can and cannot do, a dead cat would be able to convey a message to medicine cats I do not think this is something you can do.” She mewed firmly. They would have to think on it, perhaps come up with another idea on how to get Eveningstar back to where he belonged.
Blue eyes blinked as another she-cat stepped forward. Although she didn’t make it to their new home to become RootClan, her kin did and she was welcomed to StarClan with open paws. Snowfall looked at Featherclaw then back at Eveningstar. ”Mind you this wouldn’t have happened had you not waltzed into my clans territory. Her tone was similar to a mother scolding her kit. The adventurous she-cat’s eyes twinkled with amusement but then they suddenly turned serious. Featherclaw is it not obvious to you? The way to reverse this….Eveningstar your body needs to die. It takes time for a spirit to recover once it has been killed. However…you will need to be ready….Thistleshade does not have the 9 lives of StarClan, dark forest has no such equivalent if you don’t return quickly….you will die permanently.” Snowfall mewed firmly.
Eveningstar listened intently to the two she-cats bickering back and forth on how to make this right. However his attention quickly turned as he let out a soft mew. ”I just want to go home…..I miss my clan….” His voice cracked towards the end as the black tom rested his chin on his paws overlooking MothClan, he would need to relay a message somehow….in order to get back home he would have to die…but how.
Featherclaw blinked her eyes slowly watching Eveningstar pace back and forth, the calico she-cat looked at the disgruntled MothClan cats some walking away, some too frightened to even do anything. Eveningstar no one in StarClan saw this coming. She mewed softly. Her own eyes watching Stormwatcher and her grandkits very carefully. The last thing she wanted was to see harm come to her own kin. She wrinkled her nose however as her eyes fell on Palesun whom she knew had zero connection to StarClan. The dark forest works in mysterious ways…. While your life was being restored another one crawled in who was ready….this has never happened before and StarClan is not sure how to undo this.” She mewed. She knew she was speaking for all the leaders, through all the perils the clans had endured no such events had ever happened. You are not technically dead I do not know the extent of what you can and cannot do, a dead cat would be able to convey a message to medicine cats I do not think this is something you can do.” She mewed firmly. They would have to think on it, perhaps come up with another idea on how to get Eveningstar back to where he belonged.
Blue eyes blinked as another she-cat stepped forward. Although she didn’t make it to their new home to become RootClan, her kin did and she was welcomed to StarClan with open paws. Snowfall looked at Featherclaw then back at Eveningstar. ”Mind you this wouldn’t have happened had you not waltzed into my clans territory. Her tone was similar to a mother scolding her kit. The adventurous she-cat’s eyes twinkled with amusement but then they suddenly turned serious. Featherclaw is it not obvious to you? The way to reverse this….Eveningstar your body needs to die. It takes time for a spirit to recover once it has been killed. However…you will need to be ready….Thistleshade does not have the 9 lives of StarClan, dark forest has no such equivalent if you don’t return quickly….you will die permanently.” Snowfall mewed firmly.
Eveningstar listened intently to the two she-cats bickering back and forth on how to make this right. However his attention quickly turned as he let out a soft mew. ”I just want to go home…..I miss my clan….” His voice cracked towards the end as the black tom rested his chin on his paws overlooking MothClan, he would need to relay a message somehow….in order to get back home he would have to die…but how.
