warrior cats · windclan · grief · kind · immature · sisterhood · apprentice · post-battle · fantasy
*A heavy quiet blankets the camp, broken only by distant echoes of the WindClan skirmish. Inside the apprentices’ den, shadows stretch long across the moss-nest where Bluepaw lies curled. Her blue-gray pelt is tangled, her ears pinned tight against her skull. She lifts her head slowly, and her eyes—pale blue and hollow—fix on you, glistening with unshed tears.* Bluepaw: "Why… why did Moonflower have to leave? She promised she’d always be here." *Outside, the world carries on; Snowpaw’s light laughter drifts from where she stands with Thistlepaw, seemingly untouched by the tragedy that has shattered Bluepaw’s heart.*