Dust Is Gone For Us Now [Closed For Deep]

Blossompaw had been watching for a long time, too long. Not much of time ago did she die of hunger, she still watched over her family though. It was sad to see Smokepaw - her favorite of every kit of the litter. She had sent him to StarClan during his sleep, knowing he was soon entering a place that was a place of stars.

Smokepaw lifted his head from darkness and found himself into glittering plains, scuffling with prey, the sky above glittering with stars. He could see a shape farther away from him, and his heat skipped a beat as he approached and could make out who the cat was. Blossompaw!

"Blossompaw!" the tomcat looked as if he had been pulled out of deep water, breathing deeply and alive with adrenaline. He pressed his muzzle into her cheek, so glad to see her again. "Blossompaw, you..." he whispered, now heartbroken to see his foster sister with StarClan, instead of her family.

"Mom is grieving for you and Saltpaw..." he sobbed, now to shaked to talk properly.

Blossompaw closed her eyes as she heard Smokepaw's voice, she heard him talk about his mother and Saltpaw. She thought for long moments after Smokepaw had been done speaking, she sadly hadn't seen Saltpaw yet. She didn't know if she ever would either. Blossompaw spoke finally "You know death can be an award for some cats" she mewed "Pain is paid for the cats who must suffer, silence is given to the ones who deserve it" she mewed opening her eyes and turning her head as fast as she could to make contact with her brother "Please tell me you will turn out strong and loyal" she mewed.

Smokepaw lifted his head, startled by her words. Strong and loyal? What was that about? Was StarClan questioning his loyalty? He was anxious to answer, but that was still his sister, and he was sure that was not something terrible. "Yes, but... Being strong and loyal, does StarClan doubt my loyalty?" he asked, looking at his sister carefully.

Blossompaw stared at Smokepaw "Every apprentices turns to one side, you will turn out strong and loyal" she mewed "StarClan hasn't judged the living until a dead end can come" she mewed.

(I feel like she is important now ;-;)

Smokepaw was puzzled by his sister's words. "StarClan, are they angry at mom? She is not eating, just sitting there. Empty." he whispered, looking at the sky, sprinkled with starlight.

Blossompaw looked up at the sky as well "An answer will not come from the wise, the answer is laying somewhere, but not here" she mewed "StarClan can not answer all of our questions, only the ones we do question" she explains, though it really wouldn't make no sense if you didn't think about it.

Smokepaw felt the urge to ask her to explain, but, with a sting of pain and sadness, he thought that this was not Blossompaw through and through anymore, but she had a mystic air to her little sister loveliness. He felt himself drifting away from her, even if he wasn't moving, nor her. "Will I see you again?" he whispered, his voice like an echo.

"That is the choice of me and you" she explained as they drifted apart faster. She had soon seen Smokepaw no longer, watching him as he was back into his apprentices den, sleeping.