Srp Fluoritescar meets Frillitary The sky darkened as dusk stepped aside to allow night to take it's place above the world, bringing first stars of the day that reflected off of the young kit's tired eyes, he just had to see them raise again, oh the fire beautys, how they intrigued him, but his body wasn't so delighted with this star watching habit of his, so, as more and more stars popped out, Fritillary began scurrying inside the Flicker's den. His tail was dragged on the ground and left a trail on the snow before he entered the warm den filled with snoozing kits that he joined by collapsing into the moss nest of his and his siblings. It took a while, but eventually, his eyes opened again. By tradition, he was surrowdened by coldness and red mist of Dark Forest, this part didn't surprise him, this forest was a second home to him, but something that surprised him was that instead of seeing his mother's fawn pelt, he saw one similiar to his, but deeper shade. A purple cat who stood tall atop one of the many twisted roots of the large trees. Fluoritescar, mother told him abour her. "Hi there little one" the she mewed as she hopped down and began padding towards that lavender coloured kitten, how similiar they were, confident with those arrogant slit eyes, and as well, that unique purple pelt. She smiled at the sight of the mini her. "Greetings..." the kit responded as he lifted his body up clumsily, his eyes curiously scanning over that tall cat's pelt, mainly those fire patterns in her pelt... it made him quiete curious about how she got them, since there was that odd glimmer in them, surely they weren't natural. "How... did you obtain those patterns?" Flu's ear twitched with slight surprise, quiete curious kit, but she turned towards her side, once again studying the flame patterns. The blaze that carried all her bad memories... that reminder her of her demise... but that wasn't something a kitten should know. "I learned to command fire, that's how." She lied. Fritillary's eyes opened wide, control fire? Was Fluorite the fire goddess? No, that would be impossible, why would mother foretell that role to Mourningdove if that was the case. Perhaps, she had created fire... then she could teach him how to make the blaze with his own paws. "Could you teach me?" Fluoritescar smirked at that request before nodding her head, she knew all about the gods and goddess things from her beloved Quartz, and oh, what a great mastermind her dove was. "Of course, little ash." She mewed....
Fluoritescar proceeds to teach Frillitary how to make fire and entitles him as the god of smoke and ash I'm bad at srp's, but yea, had to make this :3
