username: Wet Bread
cat name: Elfaria
link to thread: Rusted Daemonsprompt: "You can bring her back! You have to!" Elfaria begged desperately. Wisp was listening to her pleas, but only just barely. He turned his head away, refusing to acknowledge her with his gaze.
"I may be a necromancer, but I can't work miracles." He told her coldly. "You need to face it, your sister is gone."
"But you can raise the dead, I don't understand why you can't bring Mari back!" Elfaria argued. She couldn't lose her sister, she needed her!
"I can't just raise the dead into their perfect former bodies." Wisp informed her. "I can only raise skeletons unless I place their souls into an easier vessel."
"Then do that!" Elfaria shot back. "I don't care how you bring her back, I just want my sister." Wisp gave her a long, judgmental look and Elfaria stared right back, her gaze rigid. Finally, Wisp sighed and turned to his storage, pulling out a small dried butterfly. He set the still creature gently on the ground between them.
"This is the best I'll be able to do." he told her. Elfaria nodded eagerly.
"Okay. Fine." She responded. She no longer cared what form her sister took, she'd be able to feel her presence even in that tiny butterfly. Wisp closed his eyes and spoke some words Elfaria didn't understand, one paw placed on the butterfly. With a start, the butterfly fluttered to life, taking to the air and landing directly on Elfaria's nose. She laughed with glee. That was her! This
was Mari.
She left Wisp's den, practically prancing as the butterfly fluttered around her, landing on her occasionally. As time passed, Elfaria didn't have a doubt in her mind that the butterfly was her sister. She spent day after day happily with butterfly Mari. Her sister followed her everywhere, often clinging to Elfaria's pelt. She was very happy, but that happiness was short lived.
One morning Elfaria awoke to a horrible sight. The butterfly, her sister, lay still on the ground next to her. Horrified, Elfaria took Mari back to Wisp to beg him to bring her back again.
"I can't." Wisp answered. "This vessel is too small to hold your sister's soul, she'll just die right away again. You're making her suffer more than she has to, let her move on."
Elfaria blinked away the tears as she held the butterfly close to her.
"I understand." She responded finally, choking back a sob. Really she didn't understand anything, all she wanted was her sister back.
Elfaria dragged her paws back to her den, feeling more miserable than ever. Quietly, she slipped the butterfly beside her nest as she laid down for bed, dreaming of a world where she had her sister back, even if in the form of a butterfly.
Elfaria awoke to feel peaceful, strangely. The butterfly still lay dead on the ground next to her but Elfaria now felt it in her heart, her sister's soul never could have been contained in that one butterfly. Elfaria exited her den feeling heavy and light at the same time. Elfaria froze as soon as her paws touched the ground outside. There was a butterfly, poised on the ground, flapping its wings slowly. Another butterfly landed gently on Elfaria's shoulder, settling atop her. Elfaria looked up to see a countless number of butterflies scattering the nearby scenery.
Of course, she thought,
my sister's soul couldn't be held by a single butterfly, but multiple...From then on, Elfaria was never seen without at least one butterfly trailing her wherever she went.
