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[size=7pt]Killing must feel good to God, too. He does it all the time, and are we not created in his image?
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Ah, well, she saw no harm in humoring her concern. It might have been childish, but sharing such private things no doubt made the she-cat uncomfortable and Silk saw no reason to make fun of her for it. “I swear,” Silk said, simply. “Anything you have said will not leave this moment.”
While it was true she had no personal experience in such matters, she disagreed that made her unable to give advice. “I may not have the same life experience,” she began carefully. “But I can be what you need. A mirror. Someone outside of the situation who can reflect the details that emotion blinds you to. I can allow you to unpack what has happened to you and examine it from a different perspective. The struggle is yours alone, yes, but there is nothing wrong in accepting help.”
She paused, regarding Mistheart for a moment. “Then be selfish. You think the world wants you to feel bad about what’ve done? For the most part, the world doesn’t care about you. So be selfish. Take what you want from the world. You do deserve a happy ending. A tom liked you? Too bad, he wasn’t good enough for you. And what this Maroon doesn’t want you to be loved every again? Spite him. Find love anyway. You’ve seen our new leader—he has two faces. He was deformed by nature. My point is you cannot control what happens, but you can refuse to let it stop you.”
It had become apparent to Silkpaw that the real thing hurting Misthear the most was her confidence. Her self-worth. It made her think she didn’t deserve anything. That she was expendable. That she didn’t get to have love or happiness. “I to do an exercise with you. I want you to think of all your flaws. Just think of them. And for each flaw you find, I want to you to say something that is good about you. I want you to tell me everything that is good about you.”
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☆ GENERAL ☆
✯ Silk, Silky ✯ Female ♀
✯ 6 Moons, ages on the 20th
✯ Aromantic Bisexual
✯ Traditional Shadowclan
☆ CURRENT ☆
✯injuries:None
✯Health: 100%
✯Kill Count: 1 fox, 0 felines
☆ RELATIONSHIPS ☆
✯ Single - no crush
✯ Siblings: None
✯ NPC x NPC
☆ PHYSICAL ☆
✯ Charcoal marbled tabby with white
✯ Medium-length silken fur, lithe, delicate face
✯ Golden eyes
✯ A band of four white rings on her fluffy tail ending in a white tip, white tipped ears
✯ Reference: x [clicky]
✯ Voice Claim
☆ PSYCHOLOGICAL ☆
✯ Serious, patient, quiet, careful, observant,
✯ Slytherclaw
✯ Lawful Evil
☆ INTERACTIONS ☆
✯ Physically medium – Mentally extremely hard
✯ PM for capture, no maim or kill
✯ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions
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