Angry and sad

Snowstorm was able to fall asleep. She woke up in Starlit Plains. She looked around, and soon saw three figures.

A lion like figure was one of them he stepped out, his starry fur soon lit up making it easier to seem him "Hello" his golden eyes shone in the moon light as he looked at the she-cat.

Clearkit swatted at the fireflies in the air, trying to catch the glowing bugs that lit the plains.

Lion looked at Clearkit and smiled, he looked back at Snowstorm and flicked his tail and Clearkit for her to sit down next to him.

Snowstorm didn't reply to Lion's greeting. She looked at him, then at Clearkit. She then turned to the third figure that the fireflies and stars couldn't light up.

The tall, bright she-cat appeared before the three, her warm gaze shining. She was a flat-faced, mottled brown she-cat with a thick body shape along with long-legs. She soon padded forward. "Greetings, Snowstorm." She mewed quietly, dipping her head in greeting. She had been alive when Snowstorm had just become an apprentice, so of course, her memory of her would be small and shattered. But memories never truly lasted, anyway.

OOC- I do not believe rogues are allowed in Starclan since they don't live by the code. So Lion wouldn't be in Starclan, I don't believe...?

Snowstorm looked at the flat face mottled brown she. Her eyes slightly widened. "Mottlepaw?!" she mewed.

Lion looked at Snowstorm happily, he knew she was happy to her friend but right now wasn't the time. He looked at Mottlepaw and back to Snowstorm "I think we should start what we were sent here to do," he murmured to Mottlepaw.

OOC: Let's just make him in StarClan in this topic even if he isn't able to be in StarClan or if he is

Snowstorm remembered her anger and sadness. "I think I know what your here for. You want me to not be angry at StarClan." she said deeply. She hesitated before continuing. "But you never warned us about WindClan's attack, and you let my mentor and my kit die! Why shouldn't I be angry?!" she said. She sat down and a teardrop hit the ground. "Sometimes, I wonder if you even care about us anymore." she whispered.

Lion had stars shimmering in his eyes "We always will be with you Snowstorm, were always going to stay with all the clans. And StarClan may not always share warnings with the clans, like yours" he looked down at his paws and put one in the air he stomped it on the ground dust flying around his paws. Shapes appeared on the ground but didn't make out quite a picture until sometime later, it formed shapes of the clans.

OOC: Please, wait for Lettuceturtle and I. You should know this by now, having been here for months. Please do not post until they do.

IC: Mottlepaw listened to Snowstorm carefully, though happy she remembered her. She nudged Lion on the shoulder, advising him to hush for a quick moment. "Snowstorm. I know it may seem unfair, unjust. But Starclan has plans, even if they are unfortunate. Windclan's actions were unexpected, but we're doing all we can. Starclan planned by death in their paws ahead of time. It was all planned, you see. Windclan was destined to kill me. For you see, it is a matter of destiny. We cannot control everything. However, destiny can be changed. And then, we give them another chance at life. It is like a circle." She explained, trying to get Snowstorm to understand their actions. Even if she didn't completely understand herself, what better way than to figure it out as you go?

Her yellow eyes drifted to Lion's paws, where an image of the clans appeared. "Your destiny, Snowstorm, lies within the clans. You have a destiny like anyone else- to be a great warrior. Do not stray from it, and everything will go as planned. You will be happy. But your mentor and kit are happy within our ranks, and love and care for you. They are watching, as always." She said. She remembered Heronwing, and Clearkit, beside her, the kit of her past lover, whole life. A light after darkness. It all worked in mysterious ways.

Clearkit nodded in agreement with Mottlepaw, she remembered her lessons about StarClan and now, here she was, in their ranks. The kit stayed quiet, not finding it her place to speak just yet. Her ears perked at the mention of another kit, she wasn't the only kit that died recently. This got her interest even more, she'd have to meet this other kit..

Lion flicked away the clans at his feet with his tail, he nodded to Mottlepaw "She's right, remember we are always here" he remarked. He looked at Snowstorm "Now that you know this do you know why we cant always make signs for everything that's coming?"

Snowstorm still didn't understand. She knew her destiny was to become a great warrior, and she believes she is, she tried so hard to be one. She didn't believe what they said. "I'm not saying you need to warn us that a hunting patrol won't bring much prey! I'm only saying that you let us fall apart, and don't tell us that at least bad things would come!" she said, tears starting to form.

"Snowstorm." Mottlepaw said, a bit seriously. "You must understand that the warnings that do come for little things are important. Your leaders must understand of this. However," She started up, eyes drifting to the ground by her paws. Dust swirled when she tapped the ground, revealing Windclan and Skyclan's clans before her. "Some clans are... Unpredictable. Windclan and Thunderclan believe Skyclan does not belong here, hence why they there are only four trees at Fourtrees. The clans do not understand that Skyclan has a right to be here. They've tried to drive us out before, but we remain strong. Windclan's attack was brought on us because of our weakling state as a clan after their home was destroyed. Strength is the only thing that can help us now. Sometimes, Starclan can't even interpret what is to come. We are sorry, Snowstorm." Mottlepaw said, dipping her head in mourn. It was hard to explain all this, but she'd try. She always tried. But that's what got her killed, after all.