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(CleaverWhitemuzzle @oceanix @blankslate @samiam dualwielding @hinata GidgetGal Lives can be given in whatever order works for you guys, they're merely listed as they are for reference)
Deep breath. In. Out. Just Breath, all will be fine.
She had them behind her, both their support and their loyalty. It gave her hope, something she didn't have starting the day. Seablososm had little faith in her own abilities, hardly knew who she was aside from raising her siblings. Her whole life had been caring for one cat after another, to caring for the whole clan. It just seemed natural to her, but it had also left her constantly surrounded by others. For her, it was nerve-racking being alone or not being able to see her loved ones within eyesight. She couldn't handle the separation, causing her to question and doubt her own abilities.
But she had hope.
Taking one step, then another, checking her shoulder every few to make sure the others were following, slowly but surely they made their way inside. At the water's edge, she waited, awed by the sight before her. Seablososm hadn't had a moment before to take in the sights, to really look around before the panic had encased her. The starry sky showed through a spacing in the cave. The waning moon took the center casting light down upon the small pool of water at their paws. Moss covered the outer edges of the cave and parts of the larger rocks that rested partially in the water. The sight was beautiful and awe-inspiring, but it was not what they were here for.
The silver tabby stood at the head of the Starclan cats. Sealife wanted to be the first to gift a life to her daughter. She had waited seasons upon seasons and many many moons for this day to come. She stood nervously waiting for her daughter to appear before them. She counted the time as it passed by.
Hawksight kneaded the ground with his forepaws as he waited for his granddaughter (his grandniece, really, but it was still difficult to remember that sometimes) to appear. He had insisted on being one of the cats to give her a life, he was so proud of how far she'd come, but Sealife had asked to be first so he'd have to wait his turn. That was okay; he didn't mind when he went, as long as he got to see her.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Jul 27, 2019 17:44:52 GMT -5
A gray tabby with stars in his fur hung back behind Hawksight and Sealife. He wasn't one to push himself forward. In fact, Rockstar was surprised when StarClan chose him to lead EarthClan during his time with the living. And now he was going to give a life to the newest leader of their clan. He would wait his turn.
(So sorry I've been trying to get things done before vacation and school. I'll be gone till next week on vacation then I'm straight back to school for football camp)
Before she could even touch the water she saw them. Cats with stars in their fur. StarClan.
Surely, the others could see them as well? They had to be able to considering she hadn't touched the waters as was how it usually went, right? or was she wrong? Seablososm glanced at them, wondeirng if they too could see the glorious sight before her.
While it was awe-inspiring, it was also intimidating. There were acts here she'd never in her life met. And then there was her father, and Hawksight..and a she-cat next to her father?
And just like that there stood before her was her daughter Seablossom. Sealife was breathless and felt tears of joy spring into the corner of her eyes. The silver tabby looked up at Peanutblossom. Her seafoam eyes showed joy and excitement. She stepped away from the tom and padded forward toward Seablossom. "You've gotten so big since I last saw you." Sealife meowed looking her daughter over.
Poor Seablososm wasn’t sure who this cat was, but clearly she knew her. Petal green eyes darted to her father’s, confused as to who this she-cat was and why he was here. Really, she just didn’t think he’d come. “I...um, hello?”
Squirrelstreak hung behind the others figuring she'd probably be one of the final lives. The she-cat's leg normal now, despite being twisted and unusable during life. She had found herself satisfied in death, much more satisfied then when she was alive, but as the days passed she realized that she had truly missed out on much in life.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Aug 8, 2019 18:14:51 GMT -5
Rockstar's starry coat brushed against Squirrelstreak's fur as he shifted his position slightly. He too was waiting for his turn after Sealife was through. He smiled a little at Seablossom's confused look. It was apparent she didn't recognize her father.
Coalsplash was staring intently at the water and Seablossom, making sure that she was okay, but also holding his breath for himself. He could feel the presence of their ancestors and their fallen clanmates. A shiver ran up his spine and his long, white fur moved as though it had been brushed by a breeze that couldn't reach the deep part of the cave. He closed his eyes, and breathed in. Sabletiger's familiar scent wrapped him up tight and he knew the tom was there. When it was gone, Coalsplash felt all of his pain leave him, as if the tom had pulled it all from his heart and had taken it away with him. He opened his eyes and they shined with hot tears. Still, he didn't move, his duty to Seablossom now.
