globally
globally no
globally
globally no
OOC: WTF
IC: Foreststar blinked in surprise at the sudden greeting. The dying leader had picked her out of the gathered crowd so easily, it was almost eerie. She had heard old elder's tales in her travels of cats who seemed to have powers like a medicine cat as they grew old and all too frail. Did they apply even to StarClan? As it was with many things the past eight moons, she wasn't sure, and she doubted she'd ever get an answer unless she wandered all over the ancestral skies. But she had too many people to look after to do that.
Doestar, for example. True, she wasn't RiverClan, and as far as she currently knew they held no ancestry together, so really she should keep her nose away from her old ally out of politeness to other River StarClanners at the very least. Unfortunately, she had never been so good at the whole isolationist thing. While she hadn't walked in Doestar's dreams--they hadn't exactly been that close in life, and she had no messages for the living leader--she did think to look in on her every so often. More out of curiosity than anything. RiverClan was as strong as ever, after all, but watching those she knew of in life was oddly fascinating to her. Probably for the same strange reasons she had liked being a sort of historian for the clans before she'd been chosen to be Flickerstar's successor. And though she'd kept her distance these eight moons, she had rushed to join the StarClanners greeting Doestar the moment she heard the rumor that the leader was losing more than one life that night. Surely it couldn't be so--Doestar was one of the greatest leaders she'd ever seen, and she hadn't exactly gotten stuck in the bottom of a gorge and buried in snow for her hubris like a certain silver tabby she knew. She wasn't much older than Foreststar herself--so how could she be losing more than one life in such a short span of time? Was it even moonhigh yet?
"Doestar..." she replied, prompting out of curiosity, but gentle out of worry.
GLOBALLY NO
glob a l l y do I have to read half a dozen threads to know what's going on. I came here to poke fish eaters not cry
yknow what screw globally's torture I'll make my own angst. With blackjack and Bloodclan.
HEY DRAMA DOESTAR IS DYING
in other news I don't wanna go to class today :/
Doe is 'sick' and losing like 123456789 lives back to back
uuuuugh its too hot outside for my apartment to be three floors up
lol poor lamb at this point
no you're not lol
DRAMA YOU SHOULD COME TO THE DISCORD SERVER
ONE OF US ONE OF US
hey drama I'm gonna throw forest off another cliff next
bc angst. do no go quietly into that dark night
the queen has returned ouo
ouo i meant queen doestar lol
doe's the queen of making me CRY
(lmao. track. you'll be excited to hear im using this as inspiration for the dream thread~)