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"Hey Littlestar?" Autumngossamer asked, stepping into the high priestesses den just barely, but when she didn't see she continued talking, "So I was thinking like maybe we should talk things over or whatever? Cause even if I found you personally annoying during NovaClan we both really love SunClan and I need to know where we stand because publicly I don't want any shadewalker thinking we hate each other. I also don't personally hate you anymore, I'm just mean to everyone so I understand if that was hard to tell."
She picked at a piece of dirt between her claws as she waited, boredom settling in. Despite the curse Shootingcomet was a God sent to her, he made broken look beautiful. Her natural fur no longer had it's Goddess perfect appearance, but it still held it's beauty even if it wasn't to a glorious amazing standard, but what did stand out was her paint. Her curse forced her paint to fade, but on her the black paint looked like smokey silhouettes as though she were an elemental of fire. He painted her fur to look like a painting rising off the canvas the way only a true artist could.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Mar 16, 2020 19:11:07 GMT -5
Littlestar
SunClan High Priestess
The Peace Keeper
Littlestar had just closed her eyes when Autumngossamer's words reached her ears. For a few moments she just listened, debating on if she should just continue on her path to dreams that awaited her. Yet there was something in Autumngossamer voice that dove her to slowly open her eyes and rise to her feet. They way the Soothsayer was speaking was different, she just couldn't quite place it.
After a few moments of silence she emerged into the main cavern of her den that she shared with Bloodyrondo and her immediate family. "Autumngossamer.. As far as I am concerned, you have been punished enough for your actions. The Sun God has spoken, your curse is yours to bare I have no ill will towards you"
"Sun God, seriously? I'm getting really tired of the sucky vengeful spirit in this Clan," She said rubbing a paw down the side of her cheek in mock disbelief before returning to her typical bored expression, "But yeah, mhmm, anyways though, even if I find your nature a bit... Much," That was probably the nicest way Autumngossamer could have put that, "We're the two driving forces that help guide SunClan so I want to make sure I'm a bit more in tune with you. I want to be best friends, but your response is still making me cringe so I can tell we're not there yet. Honestly I know, this is maaaajorly awful, but I have way more fun making enemies than befriending people," She said with a wink before playfully brushing her paw through her shoulder fur, "That's okay though, cause we can work on a slow walk or have a cool paw shake, there's a lot to build up on before getting best friend level."
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Mar 23, 2020 12:34:25 GMT -5
Littlestar
SunClan High Priestess
The Peace Keeper
Littlestar nodded in agreement "While I don't think we shall ever be best friends, I do hope that we can learn to work together for SunClan's sake" her fluffy tail wrapped around her paws "I want to be able to trust you as my Soothsayer, but my trust isn't something that I can just give away. It's something that has to be earned. As you said, lets start with little steps and build up to something more" she offered a small smile, which is more that she had done since the NovaClan incident.
Autumngossamer seemed sincere, so she wanted to be sincere as well "How are you handling your pregnancy so far?" she had known about her fear for a while now, but hadn't brought it up since realizing that the she-cat was now growing kits inside of her "I can tell you are frightened.."
"Not very well," Autumngossamer admitted, dropping the cool act, "Usually I keep having brief moments before an anxiety attack and then shut it down, but sometimes I come really close to one. If I had an anxiety attack it would kill my kits, the curse amplifies everything, I'm basically not allowed to panic. But it's hard, because I know I should try and work through these feelings, but every time I try to it goes too far into an anxiety attack and I have to stop. And then the fact that the Sun God gave me a curse that tampers with my choice in having kits just felt... Slimy and now I just feel betrayed and like I was right. Like it was no big deal to the Sun God that the curse forced me to become a mother and it was no big deal to him because that's just how he saw me. As this objectified thing that's meant to have kits so, what's the big deal? And don't get me wrong, I know I deserved to be cursed, but forcing me to be pregnant I just feel used. It's really robbed me of feeling like this is something happy. But that's why I'm here talking to you. I saw a psychologist and basically they said that while I do fear pregnancy my anxiety stems from being unable to trust that my clan will love and support me. So I'm just trying to be as honest and open as possible because I've put that off for too long."
As she spoke she looked less afraid and more betrayed. She had known and loved the Sun God since she was an apprentice, he meant everything to her. She had hung onto his words, he made her feel special, and through that she had betrayed him. She was a brat who got everything she wanted and she knew that full well so when she was punished she threw a tantrum. If she was a Goddess she would have done the same thing. Back then she had thrown a fit, but there was no meaningful blame, everything was empty threats. But now the punishment really hit her, the pregnancy was devaluing. She felt like she had been put in her place, like if she couldn't be a proper soothsayer the only other thing she was good for was giving birth and raising kits. It should be humiliating, but in the moment it just hurt like a stab wound, slowly bleeding her out dry.
