{$title} reincarnation time!
SEAFOAMBELLY, 86 moons / THUNDERCLAN RANGER
A long-furred blue-gray she-cat with blue-green eyes.
Sister to URCHINSPINE
Solemn and distant. She doesn't talk much.
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Seafoambelly wasn't certain where she'd end up in the end. Sure, she believed in StarClan, but Wave hadn't known them - would she even be able to be alongside her family if the starry spirits took her soul?
And Urchinspine... would the way she ruined her sister's life prevent her from a happy afterlife? She was so, so tired... tired of compressing herself for the sake of others, tired of sorrow...
Seafoambelly always knew she'd greet death as an old friend, but now that the time came...
She spoke to me again. And I couldn't... I won't get a chance to speak to her kits, or to tell her how much I love her. How much I've missed her.
Seafoambelly stood outside her body, watching the scene unfold before her.
"Please, StarClan," she begged to the sky. "Please, let me go back to her. Let me have another chance to tell her- I couldn't even-!" Seafoambelly sobbed, crouching not by her own body, but her sister. She'd even tried to shelter her from the truth of the queen's demise - the loner fading as she labored.
A star twinkled in the sky above her. Seafoambelly looked up to it, her body breathing its last, and she understood. The spirit moved to the newly born kit, touching her nose to its head.
"Take care of her for me, okay? Make sure she knows how loved she is."
With a gentle lick, Seafoambelly was naught but starlight fading into the kit's pelt - a second chance made manifest.
And Urchinspine... would the way she ruined her sister's life prevent her from a happy afterlife? She was so, so tired... tired of compressing herself for the sake of others, tired of sorrow...
Seafoambelly always knew she'd greet death as an old friend, but now that the time came...
She spoke to me again. And I couldn't... I won't get a chance to speak to her kits, or to tell her how much I love her. How much I've missed her.
Seafoambelly stood outside her body, watching the scene unfold before her.
"Please, StarClan," she begged to the sky. "Please, let me go back to her. Let me have another chance to tell her- I couldn't even-!" Seafoambelly sobbed, crouching not by her own body, but her sister. She'd even tried to shelter her from the truth of the queen's demise - the loner fading as she labored.
A star twinkled in the sky above her. Seafoambelly looked up to it, her body breathing its last, and she understood. The spirit moved to the newly born kit, touching her nose to its head.
"Take care of her for me, okay? Make sure she knows how loved she is."
With a gentle lick, Seafoambelly was naught but starlight fading into the kit's pelt - a second chance made manifest.







