A Loveless Maze

Fawnstep exploded into camp her liquid green gaze seemed to be brimming with tears. She couldn't control them from dripping down her face, her mother was dying, she possibly lost the trust of a fellow warrior, and she knew something horrid was coming. This was all just too much for the she-cat.

And then right there it seemed as if Starclan couldn't be nice to Fawnstep, not just once. Before her, laid the rasping body of her mother. Each breath came out ragged and short, it seemed so painful.

Dropping the herbs she pressed her nose into her mother's fur and wept. The sickness had taken over there was nothing she could do. Nothing at all. Moondust had warned her that sometimes not every cat could be saved, even with the herbs there was nothing she could do now. I was too late..

So instead she laid their, weeping into her mother's fur, her eyes dripping and her breaths choking,
"Mo-Mother? Do you remember that time when I was so scared I hid behind your legs? Or that time when I wept into your fur because I was scared of the older warriors. Or-or--" her words broke off into sobs, and in the end she decided she needed to stop.

With a shaky breath she removed her weeping soul from her mother's body. Padding to the back of the den she popped a poppy seed into her mouth and carried it back to her mother. Shaking the seeds from the pod she opened Silentpool's mouth with gentle paws and coaxed the seeds down her throat.

"This will ease the pain--" And make your journey much gentler. With a heavy heart she decided to lay beside her mother's body until her final breath was gone.

ooc:No worries Snow & I have this planned c: And I didn't say she was dead yet, I'm leaving her death post to Snow.

<sup>Silentpool laid there motionless in her moss covered nest as her daughter went on saying stuff that happened long ago. The she-cat forced a small smile onto her face as she listening and remembering that particular moment.

A raspy cough escaped her mouth as Fawnstep gave her a poppy seed to ease the pain that felt like vibes going although her body. With every breath she took was an effort, and every cough was like thorns going down your throat.

As the seed went down she laid there, as Fawnstep had stopped speaking. With an effort she opened her eyes and lifted her head toward her daughter.
“Fawnstep, please tell Gingerpaw that she would become the best Riverclan warrior?” She rasped.
“And you’ll be the best medicine cat that any clan would dream to have.” She meowed pressing her small pink nose on top of Fawnstep’s dark forehead. With that she laid back down and clenched at the ground as a pain went through her body and there she was with Starclan.

Silentpool blinked open her eyes and saw a familiar ginger-and-white tom standing in front of her. He pale amber eyes brightened and called out to him,
“Firefox!” She bounded up to the tom and shoved her nose into his fur. In response Firefox licked her ear and turned away from her restless body that laid by her daughter. Silentpool took one last look at the small tortoiseshell she-cat,
“Goodbye my love.” With that she padded silently behind the slim tom that had waited for her half way up a small hill.

ooc:Sorry if it's bad I tried >.<</sup>

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<sup>Fawnstep couldn't choke back the tears, how could she live up to her mother's expectations. The best Medicine Cat? But that didn't matter now, she could still sense her mother's presence watching her--and someone else?

Father! The tom hadn't lived much path her death but she remembered his warm, encouraging scent. Turning her gaze to face the Starclan cats she gave them one last wistful glance and they were gone.

With a spluttering sigh she gradually was able to lift herself to her paws, turning her gaze to her mother's lifeless body, she gave her one last farewell before padding towards Snowstar's den. As she reached the she-cat's enclosure she meowed,
"Sn-Snowstar? May-May I come in?"</sup>