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Flawed and Lily interacting and trying toi reconnect as siblinsg should Honeystorm
She'd heard a rumor recently, one about a littermate of hers being in a nearby clan. It was odd, she hadn't seen any of her siblings in a long while. She'd especially not interacted with them either, even back in SunClan. They'd mostly avoided each other, but times changed, and she wondered about them. At least when they were all in SunClan, she could see them, check in on them, even if tehy didn't actually talk or interact. But now, she'd possibly located one of them. She eyed the border, wondering her chances of being caught. Never once had Flawedperspective even thought about breaking the code, but she was far to curious about her sister possibly being so close and yet just out of reach to think too much on it.
Luckily for Flawedperspective, she didn't need to actually cross. Rather, Lily came to her. Not that she was looking for her sister, more that she had noticed someone sniffing around the border to MoonClan, in a sense, and approached the she-cat. Lily had her mother's ivy eyes, and patched tabby fur, with an expression that was calm and controlled, but still wary. "Did you need something?"
Flawedperspective nearly grinned at the sight of one so familiar. Nearly kit like in her enthusiasm, the she-cat hurried to the border. "It's me! Flawedperspetive. We were littermates in SunClan. Daughters of Foxtstar?" Had...had the other cat forgotten her? Surely not? Though, they'd hardly interacted since they were kits so it'd make sense.
Post by Honeystorm on Mar 11, 2021 22:03:00 GMT -5
"Whether we be sisters by blood or not, Foxstar will never be my mother, merely the cat who birthed me, at best, and she'd hardly worth even the luxury of that title. I would take care, Flawedperspective, to not speak her name again in my presence." Lily's voice was a controlled hiss, the downright venom in her tone, ironically, much like the very cat she claimed to not want to hear of. Then again, if one remembered, Foxbane had murdered the she-cat Lily considered to be her actual mother, Asphodel, or Daylight as the SunClan cats knew her. Lily hadn't interacted with just about any of her family, since she'd rejoined MoonClan. She'd grown up in SunClan's opposing clan, stolen mere hours after birth by Daylight, and only returned to SunClan as an apprentice when her father, Condorstrike, found her and dragged her back. Needless to say... that had backfired, as she had absolutely nothing to do with her family anymore. Especially after Foxstar had treated her more like property to keep safe from robbers, than an actual person.
The she-cat shrank back at the harsh words, though she couldn't disagree. She'd never felt like a proud daughter of the great Foxstar, quiet the opposite in fact. Many times, she cursed being related to her family, especially when most wanted nothing to do with her. But the two also didn't have much of a relationship to start with. Flawedperspective remembered her mostly from when Condorstrike had brought her home, she'd tried being kind, inviting, and it'd done nothing but anger the other she-cat as it did now. Maybe...maybe this was a mistake. Maybe she should leave now. Clearly they would never be friends, or sisters in anyone's eyes outside of blood relations. "I..I understand. Mother and I have never really been close and she didn't treat me the best either. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you and will leave you to your life now. Worry not, I won't meant our meeting, even for how brief it was. I wish you well in your life and may whatever God you follow take care of you." It was sad, an apology and a goodbye, but what else could Flawedperspective say? Clearly her sister wanted nothing to do with her family and Flawedperspective was family by blood.
Post by Honeystorm on May 11, 2021 21:47:52 GMT -5
Lily almost let Flawedperspective out of her sight before she let out an annoyed sigh. If her arms could be crossed, they would, and she looked rather irritated, but she didn't seem to be intending the she-cat go after all? At least, her next words seemed to invite more conversation, instead of shut the she-cat out. "So Foxstar doesn't care for anyone but herself, it seems. Wish I could say I'm surprised. At least that's one thing we have in common."
She paused, a little confused and a lot more hopeful than she should be. Flawedperspective slowly turned back around, nodding her head. "I wish to believe that at one time she loved our father, but I can't even be sure of that. I don't know her heart, but I know mine. I know I've finally learned to not trust her words and to accept that she'll never love me."
"I learned quick to not trust either of them. My 'father' kidnapped me against my will, and my 'mother' used her power to keep me there. At one point they may have been in the right in any way, but that time is long past." Had the cat Lily ACTUALLY considered her mother kidnapped her as well? Well yes. But at least she never forced her to stay somewhere against her will. "Some parents we 'lucked' out with." She commented with sarcastically.
“Yes....” Flawedperspective had been basically ignored by their parents growing up a bd then tossed to the graveyard, quiet literally, when she finally made it to becoming a warrior moons after the rest of her litter. She was the failure, the flaw in their otherwise perfect litter. And they pushed her aside and forgot about her. The she-cat became a graveyard tender, caring for the land of lost loved ones with her full enthusiasm and care. It was nice for a time, but it still hurt to be pushed aside and forcefully forgotten by her family. Head held down, the she-cat took a seat where she was, still a few paw seps away form where she’d originally been when talking to Lily.
