Rhapsodyfever had been lost for a long time, unable to find the answers to his queries, unable to move on. After Savantpaw -- oh, his beloved Sav -- passed away, Rhapsodyfever had felt as though he would never recover. The grief had been suffocating, his heart and chest ached, his mind refused to let go of his most precious discovery; his enigma. Even when he turned his back on his clan, even when Sonnetivy tried to reason with him... even when three little rays of light entered his life... he couldn't exit the storm that was his despair. He was so caught up in the details, so lost in the 'what if's' and the 'why's'. He failed to see what was right in front of him... failed his family. If Rhapsodykit had seen him now, he would scream at him. Rhapsodyfever has strayed too far from his original path; that of a scholar, a brother... and a father. Now, he was nothing. An empty shell of a man who used to believe the world was his oyster. Becoming Sage's mentor had been unexpected... he wasn't sure he would be suited for it. His third apprentice, and a cat that he couldn't seem to shake from his life... But.. the experience had opened his eyes. This morning, as dew frosted the ground... Rhapsodyfever awoke with a new conviction in his heart. His bones ached less, he felt a little more energized than before... the world was less heavy on his consciousness and paws. He realized, what he had been missing was right in front of him all along. And suddenly... he knew.. He doesn't know when it happened, but at some point... he had accepted them as his children. Symphony, Withering, Sage... his daughters and his son.. At some point, he had started thinking 'we' instead of 'I'. It's a tough journey still, with a lot of work in front of him. He has to make it right, he has to fix what he has destroyed in his own parental depression. Savantpaw is still painful, the idea of him crippling to his psyche... but he now knows that its okay to move forwards... its okay to have a life beyond his first son. He is allowed to love, and to be loved... He doesn't know where or how to start, but he knows he has to try... The cracks are healing, the wounds closing and scarring over... he is accepting it all. Acceptance.. at last... Rhapsodyfever exits the warriors den and looks towards the sun, feeling ready for the first time in a long time. He can do this... for his kids. His beloved kids. And for his sisters. He can pick himself up again. He can live.
