- Username: crexmii
Cat Name: plover
Gender: female
Rank: technically shes dead but NOT YET.
Clan: softclan
Age: tbd
Kitty trying out for: MYO#711
Prompt: "you know, you really don't need to come visit me every three days." plover grinned, batting at her companion's paws. she settled back and let her ultramarine gaze wander to a passing butterfly that fluttered by. "i mean, you are one of my only friends. why shouldn't i spend time with you? that's what friends do, right?" sirius mewed, glancing back at plover. "come on, i was just teasing, no need to get all uncertain and worried. but really, i do appreciate it, sirius." the tortoiseshell smiled back, and for those few moments, they both forgot about their roles. they were simply two friends in the big world.
"friends forever?" plover asked with a hopeful look.
"you bet." sirius grinned.
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it was one of the coldest snows plover had ever experienced. but nonetheless, sirius was waiting for her. she bounded over to her friend, paws covered with snow. "brr, it's so cold." sirius glanced at her, then wrapped her long tail around her. it helped to warm plover up slightly. "the snow can be beautiful, though." sirius mewed, staring at the icy landscape in front of them. it was so...quiet. just tranquil and peaceful.
"well. at least it'll make way for spring. then we can watch the snow melt and the new flowers bloom!"
sirius smiled, but there was something in her eyes that plover couldn't identify.
"spring..." she whispered so softly that plover barely heard her.
and then, so abruptly and so suddenly that plover didn't have a single second to react, sirius twisted around and slashed plover's chest, sending her falling onto the freezing, snow-covered ground. "sirius?!" she choked, before realisation dawned. "what...did my time come that fast?" she asked, staring up at sirius's heartbroken face.
and at that moment, the cat who was so good at staying calm and concealing her emotions broke down right in front of plover.
"i'm sorry! i tried to beg moira- i tried to extend your time! but he refused...he said fate cannot be tinkered with, and that if your time is up, it's up." she sobbed, burying her face into plover's blue fur.
"it's okay. we'll still be friends forever, right? i'll be a spirit. besides, you're the goddess of death. you're immortal." plover rasped, trying to comfort her friend.
sirius gave her a rueful look. "i'll be a voidlurker, remember? i'll be a mindless monster whose only thought will be to corrupt others. i...i won't be myself anymore." she sighed.
"oh...well. then i'll always remember you. and before you become one of them, i hope you remember me too." plover mewed weakly. she could feel the last of her strength draining away, and the blackness in her peripheral was starting to close in. she could already see sirius's crane, mortala, appearing beside her.
wow. she really was dying, and it wasn't a dream. but it was...surprisingly peaceful.
sirius nodded, mismatched eyes filled with tears. she was the last thing plover saw before death enveloped her and took her into its realm.
———
plover absentmindedly drew a circle in the grass with her starry claw. she stared around mournfully. it was nice here, but it was lonely. memories swarmed around her, threatening to overwhelm her. she missed sirius so much. her friend was probably already no longer feline. plover sighed. perhaps the memories would wash away her loneliness, if only for a few short heartbeats.
she closed her eyes and gave in.
her own voice echoed back in her mind, and the scene unraveled, clear as day. it was as if it had just happened yesterday.
"you know, you really don't need to come visit me every three days."
Username: crexmii
Cat Name: marigoldflutter
Gender: female
Rank: healer
Clan: softclan
Age: 27 moons
Kitty trying out for: #2307
Prompt: "canarypaw, it's alright. it's going to be okay. don't move." the apricot tabby said calmly. "your warrior assessment may be tomorrow, but you're capable! you can do this, bestie!" marigoldpaw cheered. the golden she-cat looked back at her with uncertain amber eyes. "are you sure? you really think it won't be that hard?"
marigoldpaw nudged canarypaw in the shoulder. "come on! i may not be a warrior, but i can tell you that it's not going to be that bad." canarypaw smiled back at her, comforted by her friend's words. "alright, if you say so. i'm ready." she meowed, determination in her eyes. "come on, canarypaw, it's time." dawnfuzz called, pale ginger fur gleaming in the sunlight. the apprentice eagerly bounded over to her mentor. marigoldpaw watched and smiled, certain that the clan would have a new warrior by sunset.
———
"canarypaw, it's alright. it's going to be okay... don't move, please." marigoldpaw choked out the words and tried to keep the increasing desperation out of her voice, pressing the cobweb firmly onto the bleeding. canarypaw looked half dead. she was alive, but her eyes seemed to be glazing over. as the golden molly swallowed another bundle of herbs, marigoldpaw felt increasingly panicked.
she would notlose her best friend. come on, come on! the bleeding should have stopped! marigoldpaw's mind screamed, filled with panicked and worried thoughts for her friend. the other healers were mixing herbs and doing their best to help the little golden she-cat, but nothing seemed to be working. glowspots was mixing a herb poultice as fast as he could, sundrop supervising him and glancing back from time to time to look at the gravely injured apprentice.
marigoldpaw rushed to get more chervil, but by the time she got back to her friend, it was too, too late. she was supposed to be a warrior. she was never supposed to encounter that badger.
she was never supposed to die.
but now, her poor friend was dead. "no!" she screamed, alerting the other healers. they immediately rushed to canarypaw's side to examine her. the stench of death was unmistakeably there. she couldn't prevent the tears from falling, dripping onto her best friend's fur.
no. no. no. she can't lose another. this is the third time.
her salty tears left marks on her cheeks.
at canarypaw's vigil, marigoldpaw wondered if she would ever stop crying. staring up at the stars, she cursed the gods on her head.
why couldn't they save canarypaw? why did they have to let her die?
she was so young...too young.
marigoldpaw barely listened to any of the other cats speaking. she had retreated into a bubble of her own sadness, blurring everything out and seperating her from the real world. every part of her felt so numb. her heart ached and hurt, her eyes were tired from crying, she was exhausted from trying to save her friend.
marigoldpaw was a failure once again, wasn't she?
the last two times, both her friends had died when she'd tried to heal them.
canarypaw was the third.
she always tried so hard, yet she always failed.
there would only be one way she'd never feel grief again. she'd never feel pain anymore.
she would never feel like a failure again.
from that moment, marigoldflutter swore she would never get close to any cat ever again.
that way, she wouldn't be shattered once she lost them.
