PAFP Backwritten Territory my childhood rewound ──✩°｡⋆⸜ honoring the dead

[juniperstar]

juniper

it comes with great difficulty to stand tall in the face of so much devastation... it could only get easier with the passage of time but it trickled by so slowly. and her wounds are not the only ones that still pool onto the floor. every step is another one taken lonelier than before... but the destination still looms like a beacon of promise on the other side. they would be able to build something better than what they'd inherited, given the chance.

the heart can only bleed so much before it stills... ThunderClan's as a collective thrums in weakened pulse, begging for bandaging that can only be harvested from renewed bonds. so Juniperstar extends another branch, another lifeline to remind them of their connection so that it might become renewed. "Copper..." her head dips low as they move around him with ears empathetically pinned back. the churned earth marks where bodies had been laid to rest...

her lips tug down, forlorn but understanding... it is not so simply as burying them and moving on. "You know... when I was a kit... my mother used to tell me that the first flowers you bring will bloom twice as lovely come new-leaf... almost like they're reaching out to us still."

those that had already been brought as offering wilt under the grip of frost... they could only hope that old molly's tale was true to some degree.

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[Copperstorm]

COPPER OF THUNDERCLAN

Copper stood still for a moment, his golden eyes scanning the area as the sting of his father's wounds lingered on his pelt. Despite his injuries, he had refused to stop. He had advised Maple on matters he hoped would be helpful, scoured the territory for materials their new home would need, and tried to keep himself moving, anything to ward off the heavy weight of grief pressing on his chest.

The losses struck deep. His brother and sister, gone. One that went to the stars, one that seemed to be nowhere to be found... Aside that, Possum and Marble had left with Sable, and he couldn't fathom why. Marble's absence cut him the deepest, a wound he didn't know how to mend. She had been kind-hearted, a radiant beam of sunshine as his mother always said about her... And in every faint glimmer of a stripe, every fleeting shadow, he thought he saw his deceased brother. Each fleeting hope was crushed by the relentless reality: his brother was dead.

Copper sighed softly, the exhaustion clear in his posture as his thoughts turned briefly to Dewshine and Tuliptail. Two friends from the Twolegplace, they had integrated into colony life, only to face its brutal reality within days. None of them had been spared the pain, it seemed. The wounds they carried weren't just on their pelts but etched into their spirits, deep and unrelenting.

Juniperstar's voice rose above the stillness, cutting through the haze of his thoughts. He turned his head toward her, blinking twice before dipping his head respectfully. " Juniperstar. " he greeted softly, his voice carrying both weariness and quiet reverence. His gaze lingered on her, noting the weight she bore as their leader.

A faint, sorrowful smile tugged at his lips. " We loved poppies. " he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. " He thought they were one of the most beautiful flowers to bloom. " His eyes returned to the earth where his brother now rested, his shoulders sagging slightly as the raw ache in his heart resurfaced.

" Juni… " he began, his tone heavy with grief. " This pain… This loss feels unbearable. I've tried to understand. I really have. But I can't wrap my head around it. I don't understand why it all came to this. " He shook his head, frustration mingling with sorrow.

Silence settled between them for a moment, heavy but not uncomfortable. Finally, Copper turned his gaze back to her, his golden eyes reflecting a glimmer of earnest admiration. " Considering all that's happened, you… You're doing so well. I'm proud of the steps you've taken to build this new place, this new clan. " His voice carried a quiet sincerity, a rare moment of hope amidst the grief.

you walk along the edge of danger ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— AND IT WILL CHANGE YOU