//i dont have pebbles account linked so rip -- Flameseeker
A bit sad, truly, that he'd died so soon.
But, he'd long since come to terms with it; long ago he'd forgotten the ache of yearning for life. Perhaps that was cruel - he'd had a family, one he still loved so dearly, but his ache in Starclan would do nothing for them. To smile on them without inner hate was far greater than anything else.
Of course, there was a pang in his heart - that shimmered the stars of his pelt - seeing his love move on. But Pebblecloud was no selfish cat, seeing her happy was far more happiness inducing than anything else. Seeing Flameseeker be able to live, grow, attain the rank she dreamed of... there was nothing that could make him happier.
He recalled the teasing on the rocks, a gentle murmur of a joke, of 'Flamestar'- something that was now nearly true.
In the stars he'd called her name as loud as the living, shimmering tears flowing down starry eyes.
Visiting dreams was not in his to-do list - not much was these days - but it'd been far too long, and he couldn't not speak to Flameseeker. Pebblecloud thought now, in the cold beginnings of Leaf-Bare, it was a fine time to speak; perhaps offer some warmth in this cold time. His heart yearned for the moments when he'd once curled around her and the young.
That was not his duty anymore.
A kind smile was on the large starry tom's maw.
Yes, she was still as pretty as the day he left.
He wondered what she dreamed of normally. Selfishly part of him hoped it was of their younger years.
"Dear," he spoke, trying to waken her inner self to the dream.
Was he still allowed to call her as such?
"Flame, it's me, Pebble."
His voice sounded far off; a voice in the stars.