||✧}- Do You Hear the People Sing? - Borageroot DSRP - Generations -{✧||

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===================================== The night was cold. Terribly cold. Borageroot pushed himself out of his nest, trying to ignore the stiffness that had settled into his bones. He was growing old; he was set to retire soon, after all. But for now, the clan needed food desperately, and he would be the one to provide it. His side throbbed from the wound he had sustained, and his stomach growled with hunger. He had taught himself to ignore these feelings in order not to worry anybody, but today, they were more prominent than ever before. Strange, wasn't it? Nevertheless, he pushed himself to keep on going, to be the lifeline that he had been named. If that meant putting others' needs before his, so be it. He was determined to make sure everyone left would live. Before leaving, he checked on each of his remaining links in Mossclan. In the warriors' den, Sassafrasbright, peacefully asleep despite all that had happened to her. Next, Memorypaw; his first daughter, her dark pelt perfectly blending into the darkness. Owlkit, Beetlekit, and Heronkit; the three of them were snuggled together, concealing the space that was supposed to be Nighthawk's. Where had he gone? One day, he was here, so eager to become a warrior, the next... At last, his gaze fell upon the three newcomers that he had found. Sentinel, Comfort, and Reverie; all three would grow into fine warriors, to serve the clan in its darkest hour. He was sure of it. The sun had barely begun to rise as he trudged out of camp, moving slower than he used to. Whether it was because of age, hunger, exhaustion, or something else was unknown. He tried not to focus on this feeling, instead distracting himself with listening for prey. However, it seemed that luck was not on his side this time, for all of the prey looked to be asleep. Not a huge issue; he would continue on to look for more morsels to feed his clan, no matter his condition. Soon, he found himself in the flower field that he had visited so many times in the past. Bonding with Sassafras, making flower crowns with his little brother, Gingerheart, collecting plants for the garden created by him and Rosethorn... So, so many memories now lost among the vast field. It seemed bigger than he remembered it, stretching on for what seemed like infinity. It wouldn't hurt to rest here for a bit, to collect his bearings before resuming his duty, he thought, settling down into the flowers, their petals gently caressing his form. He looked up at the stars, noticing how they seemed to be coming closer and closer; he could almost make out the faces of those who had passed in them. He wondered how they were doing up there, peaceful, free of pain and hunger. How nice it would be, compared to here, he thought as he closed his eyes, settling down for a quick nap. It did not seem strange when he didn't return from his excursion hours later. When some were sent to find where he had gone, they found his still form among the flowers, a peaceful expression on his face. That night, if you were to look closely at the sky, one might notice that a new star had joined their ranks, free from the shackles of pain and misery that held down the living. And at last, Borageroot's cycle had been completed. For a flower doesn't live forever; it grows, it blooms, and it dies. But their influence will always be felt in the soil, nurturing it for generations to come. ===================================== Holy smokes. I genuinely had so much fun with Borageroot, considering that he was my first Generations character, that I almost feel bad for killing him off like this. And yet, I can't think of a better fitting ending to his tale. It's been amazing seeing him grow and change as a character, and I hope this can continue even as a ghost. Before we go, I would like to give my thanks to these people: - Firethornpaw was Borageroot's first friend, and she helped kickstart his development from a timid, soft-spoken kit to the cat he is today. Thank you for pushing him forward. - Sassafrasbright and Borageroot's dynamic has been so fun to play with and explore, and I enjoyed watching the two of them grow up. Thank you for being Borageroot's support in Mossclan. - Spoonbill was such a great character to RP with and I was heartbroken to see her go. I still remember the first time the two met, when Borage was an apprentice and Spoonbill was still in pyrothys. I wish we were able to get in more RPs between the two of them. - If there was one thing I could change about the past, it would be to get more interactions between Borage and his siblings. Gingerheart and Borageroot have a really sweet dynamic, and it sucks that we couldn't explore it more. Maybe the two can meet in the afterlife and bond more. All of Borage's children (hi Boragelings...) - You guys are the light of Borageroot's life, and he will continue to cherish them in the afterlife. Don't worry - he'll drop+