Username: Griff
Cat Name: Lunarstar
Gender: male
Rank: Leader
Clan: temp Clan Ember
Age: 37 Moons
Prompt:
A clan leader mad with power, a clan rapidly dwindling in both cats and resources. Scarredsoul had enouugh. He could not watch another member fall, he could not see another he cared for leave forever. And for what? A leader who was strong, but unstable? A leader who refused to listen, refused to even try to lean on his clan. A leader who, for all intents and purposes, was running them into the ground? Enough was enough.
The clan's cries fell on deaf ears. He would die, they said. He would die and nothing would change. Another bulwark gone. But nothing was changing now. And so he locked himself in battle, claws against claws. Teeth against teeth. And so it was... but it was not the end. He found himself waking up at the paws of two massive cats. One was a radiant orange tom, like the sun, the second was a silver, like the moon.
"Sun... and Moon?!?" He immediately made himself as low as possible. He was not worthy to be in their presence. The two who made everything possible in this region. The two who created Clan leaders here, who helped lead the way to Starclan.
"You... you have done a valiant thing standing up for your clan," Moon said, pride in her tone. "I think this calls for a resurrection. A chance to gather the different, the scarred, the broken, and prove that they have a place, too. Will you take our blessing? Will you return to lead your own clan?" Scarredsoul bowed his head.
"They deserve a second chance. But how will I defeat...?" Moon smiled.
"You will be bringing with you a gift. This world... it has been devoid of magic for too long. Return with the power of ice and my mark... Lunarstar." And so it was he was gifted his lives and his magic. And in a suprise return... he took down the clan leader and started a new clan. A resurrecction was at hand indeed. for soon more cats would begin to discover their own magic as well...
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