Badgerspring had been noticing something disturbing lately. It seemed like the spirits he had witnessed for so long, the ones that both watched over him and haunted his waking steps, were changing in some way. It wasn't that Badger realized what was going on, he was just able to pick up on the subtle changes. It was like darkness had been thrust over them...but at the same time, he knew it wasn't something that the Dark Forest was doing. No, it wasn't anything like a shift in power...was it? There was no inky blackness that had swept over them. Certainly that was how the Dark Forest operated? Just...inky blackness stealing your heart?
But no, it wasn't quite a darkness. Though it was a lack of light. Hard to explain, but it was like...like somebody had put a hole into the ones he had borne witness to his entire life. As if...the starry pelted cats were fading. Disappearing. His eyes flicked nervously back and forth as he turned to pace in the same line as he'd done for probably the millionth time that day. Back and forth, left to right and right to left. Constantly moving, eyes constantly scoping out the area. It was obvious the usually anxious cat was now like a train wreck. You could clearly tell the collision was coming. You clearly knew the end result wouldn't be pretty. And yet? You couldn't look away.
Some had whispered that the anxious mess of a cat was a ticking time bomb. And while that may be true, nobody could have predicted the strangled, panicked scream that ripped from his throat, seemingly out of the blue. To anybody watching him furiously pace, perhaps they could have guessed. But it was the normal day winding down silence, where the Clan simply relaxed with full bellies and shared tongues...nothing seems to have prompted this scream of sheer terror.
Except. Except Badgerspring could not prevent. Orchardbreeze...his mother, oh. Oh God. She was...she was dying? Again? From StarClan wasn't supposed to DIE!