Post by Solarstorm on Oct 22, 2019 0:31:22 GMT -6
The old tom bounded along the rocky landscape with the Moon as his only source of light and comfort, searching for familiar landmarks to gain his bearings. It had been so long since he had been back home...
Surely, he should have made it there by now?
'Where is it, where is it?' the old cat wondered, looking around frantically. Then, he spotted it: the camp entrance! However, it was overgrown with both old and new plant growth. "Finally, I found it!" the old cat exclaimed.
With an exuberant smile on his face and a spark in his red eyes, Solarstorm pushed his way through the weeds and brambles...
to find nothing.
There was not a cat to be seen.
No Queens caring for their kits,
No excited Apprentices frolicking and getting into the general mischief,
No Warriors busying themselves hunting or mentoring,
No Medicine Cat counting her inventory of herbs or treating sick cats,
No Deputy,
And perhaps worst of all...
No Leader
Everything, and everycat, was gone.
Solarstorm gasped and choked back tears "Wh-What happened to IceClan!? He yowled, running into every den and nook and cranny around the camp to find any signs of any cat, IceClan or not. But to no avail.
Solarstorm sat in vigil in the Camp center, head bowed with tears streaming down his whiskers into the night.
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The next morning when the Sun rose, Solarstorm stretched and looked around the camp once more. There was still no sign of any cats.
'I guess, since my Clan is gone, there's nothing left for me here...' He thought, with a tinge of sadness and regret that he wasn't there with them, wherever they were now.
His stomach growled incessantly.
'I should go hunting...Maybe even start a fresh-kill pile...
Solarstorm shook his head rapidly 'For whom, me, myself and I'? Solarstorm thought, albiet mournfully.
"I guess this is goodbye, IceClan..." The old Tom murmured, casting one long look across his former camp before slowly heading towards the entrance, his tail drooped and dragging on the ground.
'The Clan may be gone, but I still have fond memories...Perhaps, I could have a Clan of my own someday or maybe even a revived and stronger IceClan.' the old Tom mused.
He stopped suddenly before reaching the entrance. Solarstorm turned back around and gazed one last time at his old camp.
"Long live IceClan!" he yowled as loudly and proudly as he could.
And with that, Solarstorm bounded through the enterance and with a flick of his red tail, he vanished.
Surely, he should have made it there by now?
'Where is it, where is it?' the old cat wondered, looking around frantically. Then, he spotted it: the camp entrance! However, it was overgrown with both old and new plant growth. "Finally, I found it!" the old cat exclaimed.
With an exuberant smile on his face and a spark in his red eyes, Solarstorm pushed his way through the weeds and brambles...
to find nothing.
There was not a cat to be seen.
No Queens caring for their kits,
No excited Apprentices frolicking and getting into the general mischief,
No Warriors busying themselves hunting or mentoring,
No Medicine Cat counting her inventory of herbs or treating sick cats,
No Deputy,
And perhaps worst of all...
No Leader
Everything, and everycat, was gone.
Solarstorm gasped and choked back tears "Wh-What happened to IceClan!? He yowled, running into every den and nook and cranny around the camp to find any signs of any cat, IceClan or not. But to no avail.
Solarstorm sat in vigil in the Camp center, head bowed with tears streaming down his whiskers into the night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next morning when the Sun rose, Solarstorm stretched and looked around the camp once more. There was still no sign of any cats.
'I guess, since my Clan is gone, there's nothing left for me here...' He thought, with a tinge of sadness and regret that he wasn't there with them, wherever they were now.
His stomach growled incessantly.
'I should go hunting...Maybe even start a fresh-kill pile...
Solarstorm shook his head rapidly 'For whom, me, myself and I'? Solarstorm thought, albiet mournfully.
"I guess this is goodbye, IceClan..." The old Tom murmured, casting one long look across his former camp before slowly heading towards the entrance, his tail drooped and dragging on the ground.
'The Clan may be gone, but I still have fond memories...Perhaps, I could have a Clan of my own someday or maybe even a revived and stronger IceClan.' the old Tom mused.
He stopped suddenly before reaching the entrance. Solarstorm turned back around and gazed one last time at his old camp.
"Long live IceClan!" he yowled as loudly and proudly as he could.
And with that, Solarstorm bounded through the enterance and with a flick of his red tail, he vanished.
