As the Stars Fell from the Sky { Withered + Falling }

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posted Oct 11, 2021 15:19:50 GMT -5

Post by ♡ Witheredrose ♡ on Oct 11, 2021 15:19:50 GMT -5

✦ Fallingstar ✦,

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"What is a King to a God?"

Dusk was to arrive at any given moment, the sighs of the days work gifted a cool breeze to all to enjoy upon such a warm day.

For Witheredrose, the evening was simply another days passing towards chaos.

Chaos. It was a fickle little thing, one of which he previously dwelled joyously upon as boredom came quite easily to the albino. That was until weakness had gained hold on his heart, a thing he considered broken long ago now proving to be alive and even more so a hindrance. There was a point in time where Witheredrose would unforgivingly mock that of his companion and his leader, perceiving them as, in their own respective rights, weak. Weak in the heart, the mind, too weak to bring this world forward. And with some merit, he was correct, but paradise was not something he willed for everyone, it was something he desired for himself, as he knew it would never be something the God's gifted him.

It was something he had to take.

Crimson hues that had previously remained shut, now opened halfway, optics scanning the border from his perch within a wistera tree, itself soft pink petals offering gentle kisses to the albino's flank, as if welcoming him to the home of their embrace. Yes, this mountain was perfect for building his paradise, but Witheredrose had run into unfortunate miscalculations along the way. A heart-shaped nose lifted towards the star-less sky, inspecting the orange and purple hues mixing in a dance of night and day. Miscalculations.

It always troubled the deputy, even as the days of an apprentice, how could these cats live so happily when their world was constantly threatened by that of which laid beyond their borders? How could they laugh, smile, and sleep knowing that beyond the base of the mountain was nearly certain death?

Perhaps they lived in a delusional mindset, perhaps they believed that nothing beyond could ever cross their borders?

How foolish they were of their situation.

"Nothing more but birds in a cage. Don't you agree, Ale?" Ruby hues searched the sky for a sign, any sign, of their God's presence. But none was gifted, and for that, he cursed her.

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posted Oct 30, 2021 4:31:47 GMT -5

Post by ✦ Fallingstar ✦ on Oct 30, 2021 4:31:47 GMT -5

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[attr=class,punkiwofwordcount]✧ FALLINGSTAR ✧

Dusk fell graceful and soft, purples and blues waltzing in an ever gentle swirl across the sky. The little prince found he liked it well, the chill of the autumnal dark; for most of his kithood the colder seasons were a time of dread and fear, but with a newfound fire within him, the bengal felt as if he could outrun any worry as he raced through the windy woods.[break][break]

He wasn't entirely without purpose. A small bundle of fur bounced ahead, barely out of reach, tiny bead eyes wide with panic. The hunter's fire was in Fallingstar as he cut through the forest like a dagger, a shadow slim and swift, claws unsheathed and at the ready. Ready to strike, to hook, to tear...[break][break]

A scent, peculiar enough to stop him in his tracks. The dark feline's run skidded to a sudden, harsh end, claws raking the soft soil beneath. He perked his ears, pointed and torn, and took in his surroundings for the first time in a hot second. Somehow he'd gotten turned around- the bordering stream was behind him, though he could've sworn he kept it to his right. The scent of Moonclan lingered in the air, and though he felt no threat to his person, it was basic decency not to trespass. Fallingstar cursed softly as the brown hare scooted on ahead, past the border and into the thick undergrowth of the lunar territories.[break][break]

There was someone else here.[break][break]

The thought came to him unbidden, and he unwittingly scowled- he hadn't smelled the stranger, much less heard or seen, and still he'd been told, a voice that was not quite his own breathing down his neck. Fallingstar shook his head like a dog shakes off water, and prodded on, curious. Crowned in moonlight and solemnity stood a ghost translucent and pale, rosy eyes glowing beautifully in the gathering dark. The young leader's first instinct was to balk and step away, Gartooth's words fresh in his memory ... but the slender Sunclanner found himself curious and entranced, far too much to leave when he'd come so far. "Does she ever answer?" He asked without prelude, not unkindly. Regal as he was, the Leader of Sunclan looked small, the way kids who try to stand a little too tall end up doing. It made Helios' eye contrast all the more, incrusted upon his youthful face, yet heavy with suspicion and sunlight. Out of place, like a bloody knife among children's toys.[break][break]

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✧ PRINCE OF THE SETTING SUN ✧

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posted Dec 2, 2021 18:41:30 GMT -5

Post by ♡ Witheredrose ♡ on Dec 2, 2021 18:41:30 GMT -5

✦ Fallingstar ✦ ,

Words

"I Know Of Sin By The Things My Mah Prayed"

Tall pale ears twitched with the sound of thrumming paws, quiet and lethal, quick with haste accompanied by the small patter of prey. As the paws thumped closer, a small curse could be heard and with it the only sound to follow was the patter of prey fleeing below him.

How lucky of it- The deputy murred in amusement to himself, hues still searching the skies above.

That was, until a familiar voice rang from below, causing ruby pools to shift down upon it's owner. He was met with warm embers of yellow and orange, yet something unsettling filled those hues. After a moment of silence, a soft smile touched the deputy's lips, optics closing as an amused hum pressed his lips. "Of course not, if she answered us so easily, what reason would we need to think for ourselves?" Raising to his paws, Witheredrose scanned the undergrowth behind him, narrowed hues pinpointing the small white tail-end of the hare taking cover within a bush a few fox-lengths away.

How pitiful. The hare, in its desperation for survival, has assumed it's designated bush was a safe haven from it's predator. The silence of paws on it's tail must've made it think it's chaser had simply given up.

One could say the poor hare was right. But the hare was unaware of a simple fact. It lived in a world where predators were lurking every corner, there was no safe haven for it here within these territories. Not even for the cats who lived upon it. Muscles tensed as Witheredrose readied himself to leap from his perch, claws pricking bark as he sprung towards the hare, missing his mark a tad short, but as his paws thumped upon the forest floor, it was already far too late for the leggy animal to escape. And as the petals danced their final songs, the hare sighed its last breath into the chilly air.

The tom was not one to keep company waiting, and within a few heartbeats, the Moonclan deputy returned to the Sunclan leader, the hare placed upon the borderline as the lengthy took a seat, curling his tail neatly upon his paws. " I'm pleased to see it's you who blesses my presence today, care to have a chat love?"

I Know Of Heaven By The Line At It's Gate

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As the Stars Fell from the Sky { Withered + Falling }

Post by ♡ Witheredrose ♡ on Oct 11, 2021 15:19:50 GMT -5

Post by ✦ Fallingstar ✦ on Oct 30, 2021 4:31:47 GMT -5

Post by ♡ Witheredrose ♡ on Dec 2, 2021 18:41:30 GMT -5

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