Posts by ? WISTERIA V.W.

[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]Before her stood a small clearing, trees and bramble bushes enclosed around it, and in the center sat a fallen log. Perhaps what attracted Wisteria to the place the most, however, was the field of flowers that covered the area. The kitten waded into them, some of the stalks coming up to tickle her chin as she walked towards the log in the center, simply awe-struck by the sheer amount of colours around her. There were reds, blues, purples, whites and pinks, and all of them swayed in the gentle breeze and from her walking through them. Taking care to not trample too many of them the girl made her way to the log, hauling herself up with tiny claws before she sat on the top, smiling, feeling as if this was such a beautiful place and one she was glad to find.

Did others know of this small flower field, too? Maybe there was something here that even the medics could use, she wasn't sure, but all Wisteria knew was that she ought to bring someone else here if they didn't know of this place first.[/justify]
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]She flicked an ear in response when she noticed that someone else had come to sit next to her on the boulder, and she looked over once to see that it was Max- someone else who had wings. Did she consider herself lucky? Or that maybe it was a curse? The young girl wasn't all too sure, but she did know that she wanted to learn more. Her jaws parted to say a greeting in turn, before shortly clamping shut again at Max's offer. To go flying with her? That made no sense, and the confusion briefly flickered across the young girls face at that.

"I don't understand," Wistiera mewed, brows furrowing together as she looked over at the winged feline. Wist had no wings, how would she be able to fly with Max if that was the case? It wasn't as if she could just levitate, no, let alone jump that high to reach the birds... did Max mean that the birds would come down to lift her? No, that would take too many, and she doubted she was light enough even for many of them to carry her. "I don't have wings like you, or my mother or Icarus- how would I be able to fly with you?" she asked in her quiet, whimsical voice, blinking her wide, pale golden eyes at the offer before her. [/justify]
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]Seeing Flashpaw- no, Flashlight now -being so excited over this was enough to keep Wisteria in good moods for the while too. Everyone seemed to happy for her aunt / cousin, which was something that the older feline deserved if the truth were to be told. It was also sort of astonishing just how much older Flashie was in comparison to her- and yet, she didn't seem to be that much older at all. It was interesting how someone could be so similar in age, but not at the same time.

A soft purr rumbled in the back of Wisteria's throat, and even then, remained as her eyes opened at the sound of Marcus' heckling. She was confused, he seemed to be dissing Flashie's insult with one that didn't even make much sense to her herself. She thought Marcus' insult was just as lame, if the truth were to be told. "Flashie, how does it feel to have responsibility now?" she asked with full honesty, for as far as Wisteria was aware, becoming a warrior meant having more things to do, right? Hm, but at the same time, Flashlight wasn't a warrior, she just got a warrior name... [/justify]
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]She stayed closed to her aunt, not minding the tail that rested on her shoulder, remaining in silence as she let Flashie ramble on. It seemed to be helping her in a way, or so Wisteria thought, but she nodded her head here in there at parts of the monologue to show that she was still listening. It appeared that Flash was doubting her strength, something Wisteria also didn't fully comprehend- Flashie seemed normal to her, strong enough to her- but apparently her aunt / cousin thought otherwise.

"You don't have to be in order to pull through..." Wist murmured, closing her eyes, only feeling somewhat tired from her own lac of sleep- but she had gone to bed early, and had woken up early for this moment- she could always nap later in the day too if needed. However when Flashie proposed her question, asking just what it was that Wisteria was waiting for, she took a pause to think of her answer. She was waiting for the sun to rise, of course, but it was more than that to the kitten. Would Flashie understand even, if she were to explain? Tilting her head over, she looked up at the other feline, broadly smiling.

"I'm waiting for something beautiful," she told the other Skyclanner, thinking that that would suffice before she turned her gaze back towards the sky, towards the trees and few archaic buildings that still stood around, watching the reflection in the glass, and realizing that soon it would be time.

"Aunt, I don't understand a lot of the things you were telling me," she soon began to ramble, trying to pass the time for the final moments before sunrise. "But I think you can pull through, no matter how much you doubt yourself? I think. I hope this helps cheer you up some." the kitten spoke softly, in her quiet, whimsical way as her large, pale golden eyes turned back from the sky to her family member, before drifting to the sky for the last time. The dark sheet began to fade, turning a very pale blue, followed by pastel golds and oranges that peaked over the horizon. It shone through the trees, and the birds began to sing, chirruping and announcing the coming of dawn. The trees became naught but black silhouettes against the sky, the crumbling apartment buildings doing the same. Their frames and inky black against glowing blues, golds and pinks, but perhaps the most stunning of all was the way it reflected in the glass of the windows. It danced upon their surfaces, reflecting back off and staining the world colours in front of them. Warm light washed over the sky, the apartment buildings gleaming, the trees filtering light through them and casting a dappled shadow over the two felines that sat below.

"This was what I was waiting for," Wisteria whispered, smiling as she watched the world come to life around her.[/justify]
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]Wisteria continued to look confused for a moment, head cocked to the other side as Max first told her 'no'.At first, Wisteria thought that maybe she had simply been joking and that she wouldn't be able to fly at all, or that somehow maybe she meant that yes- Wisteria could fly she just didn't know how yet. It confused her to say the least, and even more so she didn't understand why Max was laughing. Was something funny? She let out a small chuckle herself to follow along, as if that was the right thing to do.

But then she continued, and then the world made a little more sense. "Oh," Wisteria said, the knowledge not fully having sunk in just yet. "Oh!" she said again, that time with a little more excitement. Cling to the others back? Would she be able to? Was she even light enough?

"Are you sure?" she asked, tilting her head, round eyes large with wonder before she looked back up to the skies once more. If Max really could do this for her... would she be able to know what it was like to be a bird?[/justify]
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[fancypost bgcolor= COLOR; border: 0px ridge #000000; width: 425px;] [justify]She turned around from facing the bush, confused, before she noticed Waxpaw. He was related to her, from what Wisteria's understanding was, but she didn't understand why he seemed so concerned. Help her? She didn't need any help, unless he meant her paw which she thought was fine- it had even scabbed over already, too! "But I don't need help?" she said, looking over her shoulder to look at her half brother with wide, half moon like eyes. He had to have meant her paw then, that must have been it.

"My paw's fine, I only stepped on a thorn if that's what you mean?" she asked him, turning around, sitting in front of the poisonous berries now. It wasn't as if she had consumed any of them after all, or having touched them- she was only standing in front of the bush after all. But then again, Wisteria wasn't aware that they were poisonous in the first place.[/justify]
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