Vita had stood tall, while her darker sister, Nox, lurked near. The tall SpringClan founder seemed to be a bit distant, as if staring off at something unseen to all other eyes. Nox slowly neared, paw steps soft as she brushed against her littermate's slender shoulders. "You aren't thinking about that fox-heart again, are you?"Silverstar 21:12, December 13, 2016 (UTC)
Duskwhisper sat to a dusty ginger tabby she-cat. "Oh Duskwhisper. They've grown so much." The she-cat murmured, sadness in her eyes. "Sorrelstar is leader," Duskwhisper stayed silent. His thoughts on Sorrelstar weren't as great as his mate's. He loved his daughter but she had grown lazy in her time as leader. Antheart leaned forward over the pool. The image dissolving and being replaced by a stocky, plump black she-cat. The queen's filled with sorrow for her "lost" daughter. For so long while she lived she had thought that Whisperkit had died but a rogue queen had taken in the tiny black kitten and named her Whisper.
Duskwhisper looked as well, his normally unemotional eyes filling with sadness. "She's doing fine, Antheart." The black warrior said, his tail laying on his mate's shoulders. "She's even expecting." He said, his gaze flicking to Whisper's round torso.
Antheart frowned. "C-Can't we try to lead her to her true home?" The tabby asked with sorrow. "It wasn't her choice to become," she swept her tail over the image. "Let the stars guide her.." the queen said. Duskwhisper grunted in response as the image faded and the pool became a regular pool. My name isLord Voldemort 06:48, September 13, 2017 (UTC)