Grief Blooms Like Flowers (Open grieving topic for the whole Clan)

(Mossbloom has joined StarClan. Feel free to have your characters pay their respects)

Minkstar stood at the base of the Highrock, its shadow looming over him with the waning of the day. From here, he could see the peaceful, familiar form of one of ThunderClan's elders resting in the middle of camp, medicine cats sitting nearby. She looked so peaceful. But then, they always did - as if they'd just stir and sit up at any moment to look at those around them in bemusement. As he bowed his head, he knew that wasn't the case. She's too still for that. Too cold.

No matter how many times it happened, pain still pricked like the sharpest of claws. Here in the shadow of the Highrock, the chill of leaf-bare lingered, and as he flexed his paws in the ground he could feel it beneath. With a quiet sigh, he opened his maw. "Cats of ThunderClan, we have lost a member today. Mossbloom was a great medicine cat, a wise elder, and most importantly, a valued Clanmate. She now rests with StarClan."

For a moment he stood, still, the wind stirring in the trees and sending leaves fluttering down to the ravine's floor. Stirring, he padded forwards, coming to a stop above the calico's body, the look of pure peace on her face clutching his heart again. Softly, he touched his nose to her fur. "I won't forget what you did for me. For all of us. Even if the details disappear, I'll remember that," He murmured, straightening again. Raising his voice, he said, "May the sun warm your back and the.... prey leap into your paws. May you find good hunting, swift-running, and shelter where you sleep - and watch over those of us who are left. Farewell, Mossbloom. We won't forget the way you've touched our lives, the advice you've given, or your joyful smile."

Stepping back, he gave room for others to pay their respects, his paws wandering past the medicine cat den and out the camp's entrance.