Private Backwritten Growth Happens in the Walks Between Places ✪ Heading to the Moonstone ✪

[Dustystar]

{$title} (takes place 3/19/25) Heading to the Moonstone. Please let Sweet and Goldy post before the snoopers do! Title is something a staff member told me at a LARP event when i was a teen, and i still think about it.

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentIt's almost dusk. There's no time to waste. Dustystar - she's still not used to calling herself that - will need to reach the Moonstones by nightfall if she wants any answers. The trek will be difficult, but she needs to know more about the cats from beyond the stars. Her determination to understand will guide her unsteady steps.

indent"Thank you both for being with me. No way I could be here without you." She'd chosen Sweet and Goldy to accompany her. She would be loathe to admit it, but Goldy had proven himself trustworthy in their short time working together. He had been the first to speak out in support of her, despite the widespread distrust. Dustystar would be foolish not to rely on his support. She didn't know Sweet as well, but he was known as a kind, if reserved tom. His keen sense of hearing would be key in keeping them safe among the tall grasses that obscured their vision.

indentThe trio stood a little while outside of camp, away from prying ears. Dustystar didn't need any more embarrassment for today. "If it ends up this is a wild goose chase, you can both feel free to kill me." She jokes, but it's clear she's nervous. 'What if I am just crazy? No doubt they'll cast me aside. I might even deserve it.' Dustystar takes a deep breath and steels her nerves. The moonstone was just north of here. It wouldn't be a long walk for a healthy cat, but they were tired, and Dustystar was still nursing the blisters on her paws. They'd need to head out soon to make it in time. Stalwart, Dustystar turns to the horizon and begins to walk. "C'mon, boys. Daylights wasting."

- @GOLDY @Sweetnose @LUCILLE @Miley @dawn -​

Dustystar - 25 moons - Windclan Leader

 

[GOLDENROAR]

Exhaustion tugs at his eyelids, even though he rested before this little... adventure they were about to embark on. Dusty, or Dustystar he supposes, stands not far from him as he approaches. Goldy stretches, mouth opening wide in a yawn before clicking shut, shaking off the brief nap he took in-between being told about this mission in confidence and now. Her words are kind, but still very much her in the way that she is a hint sharper. "Hey, don't mention it. Or do. If these cats are really our ancestors or ghosts or y'know, I may need the good word." He hums quietly, halfway a joke- his attempt at keeping this long walk lighter.

Their talk during the first watch lingered in his mind. Even despite her harsher tone, Dustystar had made it a point to open up a bit- well, that was Dusty back then, wasn't it? Things haven't changed, he thinks, aqua eyes shifting towards her briefly, then to the horizon. He swallows lightly at the thought of things to come, his paw still aching. Something that he ignores in favor of making sure she was supported. Goldy wasn't sure if he himself would be able to head this group confidently. After all, Dustystar had opinions about him and he had hardly met her. That's going to have to change, too.

Goldy looks back towards her at the joke. "Oh, please. Y' don't need this uh.. Starclan's grace to lead, y'know. You coulda done that without em'." He teases back. Aqua eyes simmer with some kind of comradery. Easy does it. You'll be fine. The smile on his lips is genuine, but his eyes are still tired, weary of what's to come after what already has. She turns to start walking, and he sighs, gently bumping his shoulder against Sweet's in a show of companionship, moving after Dustystar now. "So, what do y' think is gonna happen in there?" He asks- truthfully, he hadn't heard every detail that she had described, and what if there was more to be known? He wanted to know, really, what was about to happen. In the meantime, he kept his ears turned, searching for noises of approaching predators.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

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• GOLDY he/him, to-be-windclanner, thirty three moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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