Pixie Padded back to her small den, The moon rising higher. She listened to the silence Nightfall. curling up, she let the gentle hands of sleep reclaim her. Yet the peace of slumber did not come. Instead, a world of dreams awaited. A world of blackness and stars winking back at her. Others were there too. Familiar faces of friends and family, once forgotten clanmates. They were all heading towards the light, which awaited them. She followed them, meowing greetings to lost friends along the way. Soon enough, they were there, at the door, but she looked back, Did she want to go? No, she cold only move forward. It was her time. So she walked on, to the great beyond. Back at her den, the still body of PixieFeather lay, swarmed by fireflies, awaiting to be found.
Thank you to all who RPed with Pixie. i will miss you.
