Tw: talks of death, sadness Family is forever. Cedarfang has been saying that sentence since Mama died. Since he was a moon old, still mourning the mama that made that sentence for him. He was thinking that sentence as he walked to Vision’s new tree, slightly disappointed. Why would Vi leave him? Vision never ACTUALLY left him. He was still in Flurryclan, he just preferred to be called a loner. And his new name made Cedar even more mad. Vision was leaving the title of Flurryclan. The clan of his mate. The least he could do was keep his name and the memories that came with it. But no. He had to change it. And Cedar had danced around the fact that he had hardly anyone in Flurryclan now, and Vision left him. He didn’t say anything. How could he? Vision was happy. No matter how much Cedar wasn’t. And Cedar wasn’t going to be selfish and ruin that. He was carrying a rabbit, fresh caught. He knew Vision would appreciate it, and he wanted to make him happy. That’s all he ever wanted to do. Make cats happy. And yet he could hardly make himself happy. No matter how many times he told himself he was happy, he wasn’t. He wasn’t happy. He blinked away the sentence and stepped before the tree. He heard silence and narrowed his eyes. Where was he? Usually when he went over he would hear Vision giggling, him being able to hear Cece. But it was silent. He let out a shakey sigh and closed his eyes. Vi was fine. He had to be. Because Cedar wasn’t. And Vision was his sun. His life force. He opened his eyes and entered the den. There was a flower on the floor. His flower. “V-vision?” He asked in a shaking voice. “You there?” He asked. No answer. “Visionecho?” He called out. No answer. He finally stopped his pettiness. “Quartz?!” He yelled. No answer. He walked further. Into the darkness. He went further in, thinking Vi was finally sleeping. He slipped on bl00d and skidded to the floor. He opened his eyes, picking up his head from the floor. His body. Cedar gasped, backing up. “N-no!” He called out. What’s done is done. He was gone. He turned away and looked down at the flower. Everyone he’s loved. Has been lost. Except for 3 siblings. Berylberry ‘I love you Mum’ Cece thought, hurting himself by closing his eyes so hard. Cottonwoodflood ‘I’m sorry Cotton.’ Cedar sighed. ‘I was never there. Never enough.’ And now… Vision. He picked up the flower and put it on his head. He felt no happiness having it there. He watched it float down on Vi’s body and a tear dropped with it. He was just a shell now. He didn’t matter. He was so sad. So, so sad.
So, Cece is now sad, and he now has depression. *sighh* this was so sad on me. :(