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It was some time after her death, but some significant amount of time before the present.
Honestly, she wasn't sure why he was here, and the fluffy cream she-cat, with her daylight blue eyes, peered at Syndrome from a few pawlengths away. Daylight, Asphodel, whatever her name was to be, didn't regret the actions that had caused her death, though she was angered by the aftermath that she watched. As always, Foxstar simply got away with it all. Why should she expect anything less.
But that wasn't why they were here now, or was it? She watched her mate, still living, at her side only in his dreams, waiting for him to tell her why he'd gone searching to find her.
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Aug 17, 2021 5:11:31 GMT -5
(im guessing this was about a year ago if the reincarnation of her just turned a warrior and of course shorter than however many years ago she died so she has this time to get through to him and be a ghosty cat lol)
He knew it was possible to die from a broken heart and that was all the more reason he couldn't handle thinking about it. It's like from day one he never let himself properly grieve and that only made it worse. How could death even be possible, for something so full of life and part of his life to be gone like that? It was soul crushing, and impossible to get passed and somehow he had to numb the feeling, choke on the lump in his throat and try to forget about realizing what happened, and focus on what was gonna happen to their kits and clan. Forget the sun god, goddesses, starclans, and what have you cause they clearly didn't know what they were doing, and he didn't know what stars she walked and thought it insulting if she was anything less that the ruler of those stars who were now at her mercy.
But where was she? He wanted her to visit, but then again he didn't know if he could handle it either. His dreams were heartbreaking these days, not nightmares just her and that's what hurt the most. From the very first dream with her they played out the same- reliving all their memories but halfway through it he would remember, the voice in his head telling him 'something not right', 'daylight you'd tell me if anything was wrong right?' and 'shes not suppose to be here is she?' to desperate 'i can change this i know i can, daylight please trust me we have to leave, i know she's going to hurt you please'. Her expressions never wavered even in his dreams, as if she thought he was joking, no she knew was dead since she met that fox-face curse and it would be by her hand but even if she was okay with it he never could be. It made him hurt all the more to wake up day after day feeling he failed her over and over again. But those weren't her, just memories of her that made his guilt-ridden on top of his already doubt in faith ironically made him block out the very thing he wanted- to see her again. It almost made him regret not finding a way to marry in SunClan, where the young Bonnie and Clyde started it all, just so they could both end it all together. Almost.
This dream was an old memory alright, that day he napped in SunClan's camp and the distracted beautiful mess of a she-cat. That day when she stepped right on him. That day he bit her ear, and went from the peace before the storm to apocalypses so fast and then just as quickly settled so quickly. That day he fell hard in love with her.#throwback However this time it was the SunClan camp perfectly recreated in his memory untouched by time only this time completely empty like a ghost town, population 2: the tom lying on his back staring at the eerie blank sky and her ghost. The only sound apart from the wind was a soft mumbling voice.
"I didn’t see it coming, But I never really had much faith In the universe’s magic, Til’ it pulled us to that time & place And I’ll never forget, When the floodgates opened We cried an ocean, It still got me choking It’s hard to explain
So don’t say you love me fala amo(say you love me), Just let your heart speak up & I’ll know. No amount of words can ever find a way, To make sense of this so I wanna hear your mother tongue I feel sick but I’m buzzing, oh love I’m in trouble, I’m sorry, but you got me gushing all over the place And I don’t wanna get wet, But I think were chosen Like our fates were woven, and all of those bad choices Were left turns on the way"[bmth] He was breaking script, even raised a paw in the air to trace imaginary clouds that weren't there but this was always one of his favorite memories and it put his soul at peace just like that, as calm as the morning that day started for him and daze by the lack of awareness all dreams started with and for once he didn't want to realize it, just let the dream play out, just let him have his memory back, just let him have her back.
Edited Aug 17, 2021 5:11:57 GMT -5 By Shadowbladeღ
Post by Honeystorm on Sept 24, 2021 0:01:11 GMT -5
"Gonna just wistfully stare at the sky all day, Syn?" There was a probably-not-as-light-as-it-could-have-been bonk on his forehead as a cream paw came down on it, distracting him from the sky, and then Daylight was peeking down at him, with that telltale look of stubborn annoyance. At some point, she'd gotten bored of him just lying there, so she took matters into her own paws to look down at him, the telltale wreathing of stars threaded through her fur. The sign that clearly showed this wasn't a mere dream, but her actual spirit looking down at him. If the fact that she wasn't fully opaque wasn't enough a sign all it's own.
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Sept 29, 2021 22:50:35 GMT -5
Just a bonk on the .. forehead? His dream muscle memory so distinctly remembered being a much harder force stepping down on him and on his vulnerable side, his paws reflexes reached out to grapple hers tried to pull it back to his jaw to gently bite her in instinctive, but playful retaliation but that not right either - didn't he bite her ear before? (can cats touch ghost cats in dreams i don't remember)
He released the paw regardless, looking up to the upside down view of his beloved mate, but different - something starry about her, something off about her, something ... He rolled over and slowly got up. Something about her translucency was making his heart race with shock, happiness, fear in an overlapping rush of emotions confusing him just as perplexing as he was trying to figure out what he was looking at because it .. it couldn't be... "Daylight?.. " was that her name here or just in this dream? "Asphodel?"