Note: This rp takes place after this ceremony https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1270536494/#comments-527109395 at night in the nursery den. I was supposed to finish this forever ago, but the inspiration for the original idea is gone :( ——— Explanation of what was going to happen: Why: Why was going to run through Silver questioning why things have to change so much. When: Silver wondering when things would go back to normal and when his StarClan ‘guardian’ would return with visions for him. Where: Him wondering where Snow went and then he dozed off and wakes inside a dream that he’s in a beach den surrounded by seacat kits (two of which are next to him, a pink seacat and a purple and white seacat in SeaClan’s nursery. These seacats were Heartbreakhaven and Lovestruckwish as kits) What: Silver questions what is going on and what he had possibly done to please his StarClan guardian again to get another vision of past and what the purpose of these dreams was. Who: Silverseraphinite sees Silverstar II for the first time in a reflection in a dream and realizes he looks like him. He questions who the StarClan guardian was and why he was so similar to him. Then he questions who he himself was? He is jealous of Silverstar and his good relationships with his family and clan and his status which makes him decide he will do anything in his power to be different. To be better. -//-//- You can read what little I had written before ———— Why..? Why did he have to be such a fool? A queen!? Silverseraphinite a queen? That was a terrible idea. He should’ve stayed silent. Wait for others to speak first on the idea of leaving IceClan. But no… Silver just had to let himself speak first and become a queen of all things. Now he’d be stuck here with blathering kits tugging at him all day, complaining about being hungry, or bored, or lonely, or that another kit hurt them. Preposterous! Why should StarClan’s perfect child be stuck here watching over kits. Other kits who have to be away from their parents as they fight in a senseless war. Kits who’s parents left them til they could return to a better clan… “Why did you leave me here?” Silver muttered to himself, resting his head down onto his paws. His belongings were all scattered about in his makeshift snow nest. He’d make a better one tomorrow. Why? Just why couldn’t Snowwrath have stayed? His mother was smart, of course she wouldn’t stay here while a pebble-brained rock addict was in charge. But she could’ve stayed. She could’ve considered her other son, Silverseraphinite. Why didn’t she? Did he matter anymore..? If he did matter… When would she return? When would things become better and go back to how they used to be. Was it ever really good? Was there a time Silverseraphinite was truly happy? When was it he had last truly smiled since he’d joined IceClan? The most joy he got was from watching clanmates get snow dumped on their heads or when they slipped over ice and stumbled. A grin crept at Silvkie’s lips, but quickly disappeared. When would he get to dream again? When would he get those sickeningly sweet dreams he longed to have again? When? (Yeah thats all I wrote)
This still all canonically happened, just oorp
