You And Me Together We'll Get By [Spiristar x Gartooth]

with actions come consequences
without them, what sort of actions will be done?

The night was gentle, and glowed with endless eternity. Her soft moonlight basked the lands in blue and white, curling against the trees, brushing it’s warm hands against the leaves that swayed in her gentle breeze. Gentle paws against the earth were caressed by her moonlit grace, quiet in their path through the endless forest. Soft silver and white fur, looking almost ghost-like in nature, swayed within the soft breeze that graced her presence. The flower petals that rested within that silky fur swayed in time with it, though the glowing fungus, the mushrooms that grew across that land, stayed firm in their places, not as fragile as the gentle petals. A gleaming gem sat upon the brow of this mysterious creature, held by the soft hands of vines and flowers, the same that swayed within the silver pelt. Sapphire hues glittered just as strongly as the gem, almost gems themselves, a world into the unknown. They gazed upon the Moon’s bounty with love in her heart, taking care to move across her lands with a gentle, almost motherly energy. For the land she protected was as much of her child as the clan that resided within its arms.

It was then that gentle eyes fell upon a forest of fungi. Of gently glowing mushrooms, just as the ones that lay cradled within silver fur. Soft silver toes moved quietly amongst the glowing plant life, as to not disturb any of them from their slumber. Sapphire orbs gazed across the beautiful scenery with a smile in her eyes and on her maw. It was a wonderful sight, a wonderful night, and a wonderful time for a walk. Quiet paws carried her further across the field then, tail weaving it’s graceful dance in the air behind her form, gently brushing over the caps of a few fungi as she went, finding comfort in their touch against her fur. And as the field came to a bit of an end the she-cat sat herself upon the ground, tail curling between a few of the ones upon the edge, still basking in their quiet glow. It pushed warm hands against her back, illuminating the Queen of the Night. A fae, sitting amongst her children.

Swirling sapphire hues gazed across the expanse of darkness in front of them, curiosity curling against a beating heart. It had been enough time for wounds to heal after what seemed to be a rather booming start for the first gathering. Her shoulder no longer throbbed, though even if it had, she still would have gone on this walk. It was cleansing, it was comforting, to be able to walk through her lands once more. The injury had kept her nest-ridden for a few days, and the Moonclan leader did not like being tethered like that. There were things to do. The snow still fell in that endless night upon all of the mountain. It fell against her pelt, turning her an almost ghostly white in the eerie glow of the mushrooms.

Though right now, that one thing was sitting amongst the fungi, reveling in their glow, and thinking of nothing more.

Spiritstar, mother of the night