it's strange how perspective changes when above it all. the clan begins to gather, chatter echoing through each maw, questions and gossip that she will no longer be able to partake in. she'll never know what they're thinking, nor how they find her. it's isolating, terrifying. with no deputy and a new medicine cat, darkstar should be feeling completely alone upon the meeting rock. pride and confidence should not ring within her gaze, but it does, just behind the sun filled eyes.
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— THEY'RE SO PRETTY IT HURTS —