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vide noir - lord huron

[christine,]

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the role of being a healer isn't an easy one for any cat
to carry. dusk has spent many moons doing exactly
such a thing, but it is not a job that he takes lightly.
they have seen practically every possible injury that a
cat, clan or tribe, could possibly have, and have learned
how to deal with them in ways unmatched. dusk has
never felt any sort of call to be a warrior. being the
cause of injuries that they're supposed to be healing is
something he would be unable to bear. all he can do is
know enough to defend himself. they are close friends
with minkstar from a time before either joined willowclan.
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they knew minkstar
before officially jo-
ining willowclan.
they left their tribe
mostly of their own
will, but certian things
can't be forgotten.

they are serving as
willowclan's medi-
cine cat for the
time being. dusk
also served as a hea-
ler with his former
tribe. 35 moons old.

dusk is nonbinary
and has no prefer-
ence on pronouns,
but usually uses
they/them or he/
him when referring
to themselves.

"dusk that breaks
the daylight is my
full name. I was-
n't always a clan
cat, but my loy-
alties are with
willowclan now."

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click the image above to be taken to dusk's story/prompt answer. art by flemache.

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𝘽𝙀𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙒𝙉 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙎 𝘿𝙐𝙎𝙆
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
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The moor was dark and empty. Very little sound seemed to break the unmoved silence that hung in the air, heavy like honey and just as sweet. But amidst the wind and the star-dappled violets was a pulse in the ground; beneath the dirt and the tall grass was an energy, a feeling that something wasn’t. quite. right. Oh, reader, there was something wrong here, and not even I can put into words what StarClan was thinking when they called upon this cat.

But nestled on the far edge of this moor was a cave. A small cave, difficult for most cats to fit into. But if you stood at the opening and put an ear to the entrance you could hear it–the pained whispering of a few voices. The exact number was difficult to make out, but the sound of dripping water could be heard clearly even from this far away.

“Rain, it’s not possible.” A cat hissed. They’re stout and stocky, whiskers broken and curled from many moons of existence. “The Tribe of Endless Hunting directly stated that our kits cannot live here. The only option is to send them with Mink.” As if to prove their point, the cat dipped their paw into a small, moon-gossamer pool etched with their reflection. The water seemed to move out of the way, making no recognition of the motion that had broken its surface.

“Dusk.” The other cat in the room–Rain, presumably–begged with that one word. Pleaded. There was a world of hurt behind what was both being said and being unsaid. “Dusk, these kits–they were born out of love, not hate. The Tribe of Endless Hunting will see that.”

“Rain, I’ve already talked to them. They know our kits’ names. I have told them in detail what each of them are like. How Fawn’s tail shakes when she yawns. How Feather’s eyes look just like yours. They care not. They tell them to leave.” Dusk turned, revealing two sleeping kits behind him. They were tiny, no bigger than a mouse, sleeping peacefully while curled into one another. “The Tribe of Endless Hunting will strike them down because I haven’t been able to find the cave they speak of.”

Rain brushed against Dusk, curling around her kits. They nestled into their mother, seemingly at peace and detached from the rush that has overcome their parents. “Dusk. They’ll be kittypets. I want nothing more than for them to be safe and healthy. But at what cost? They won’t know their roots.”

“But they’ll be alive. And if–no, when I can find the cave we shall be reunited.” Dusk attempted to comfort Rain. But beneath that, his voice was strangled with hurt. “I will find it. And wherever I am, I will bring you back to me.”

At this, Rain’s head shots up, eyes narrowing. “You’re leaving too? I thought it was just the kits!”

Dusk shook his head. “The Tribe of Endless Hunting has deemed me unworthy to continue my position here. I leave tonight. I shall follow at a close distance behind Mink, but I will not interfere with whatever he chooses to do.”

“You’re leaving me.” Rain’s answer wasn’t a question. It was a statement. Finality settled in the room.

“Temporarily.” Dusk attempted to comfort her.

“For several moons, at least.” Rain added. Dusk made no attempt to retort.

However, both cats stilled as the sound of footsteps approached. The sound paused, and then–

“Nightshade.” A voice called out, sleek and smooth, cutting through the darkness with an air of safety.

“Come in, Mink.” Dusk called back. Into the darkness of the cave approached Mink. His dark pelt was dappled with spots of white, illuminated by the shine off the surface of the pool.

“I can’t stay long. The moon is no more than a claw–I should take them immediately.” Although his voice was steady, his eyes flashed with sadness. “I know of a good home where they will be taken care of. My sister is there, and is expecting kits of her own. Fawn and Feather will be safe there.”

“And you’ll be returning to your clan, Mink?” Rain asked.

“Minkstar, now. Wrenstar died.” He said flatly. “A bear broke into our hollow. I have to return to WillowClan and appoint a deputy. But this comes first.”

“May StarClan light your path, Minkstar.” Dusk grunted. “Tell your sister that Fawn prefers rabbit. Feather’s left ear is weaker than her right. And–tell them that they are loved. That we’re doing this to keep them safe.” The tom flicked their tails. “I owe you my life, Minkstar. They are more valuable to me than anything.”

Minkstar nosed the kits awake; they blinked up at him wearily. “I may have to take you up on that, Dusk. Stay far enough behind me that it will not anger StarClan. But not so far as to abandon me. Rain, say your goodbyes. It’s time to go.”

The queen wailed, covering her kits in kisses. “Grow strong, Fawn that Jumps the Daisy. You shall be happy and healthy in your new home. And Feather that Falls from Wren–you are so beautiful. Remember your tribe. I will see you both again.” With a final embrace, the queen stepped back. “Keep them safe, Minkstar.”

“By StarClan, I will. Dusk?” Minkstar nodded.

“I–I can’t. Not yet. I will see them again.” Dusk turned from his kits. “I love them too much to say goodbye. I will see you again, my daughters.” With a grim smile, Dusk turned his gaze back to the ever-shimmering pool.

“StarClan, you have broken me. I will not forget this!”

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