❝ daffodil ❞ ✲ marvelkit grief srp . daffodil . a bright yellow flower } [ The daffodil symbolizes renewal, hope, and new beginnings, often representing the arrival of spring and the promise of positive change. . please wait . . marvel must recognize you before you may continue . - blood + death. please be forewarned and click off if this might make you uncomfortable. Marvel gazed wearily at her paws, and left the comfortable nursery, not casting a spare glance towards the other kittens. As the older kit head toward the middle of camp, she began to notice the sympathetic glances and whispers. 'Poor thing. What a shame.' 'Must be devastated.' 'She's so young- too young.' 'She lost her sister, too, not long ago.' Marvel felt fear and confusion at these whispers. Marvel couldn’t bring herself to ask, but she still gazed at them in puzzlement. A creeping dread, like a slithering black shadow ready to swallow her and her whole world whole, began to crawl up from the tip of her tail to her nose. She should go and ask Mischiefmiracle what they spoke of. That’s when she noticed the huddle of mourning cats in the center of camp. She nudged her way into the center of the circle, and the circle parted just enough to let the kitten pass through, before closing up again, as if trapping her. What she saw made Marvelkit feel sick. She felt nauseated at the sight of her older brother, the last one she truly had in FlurryClan, dead. She looked around, head swinging wildly as cats watched and whispered to the cat next to them. The sight of her older brother's blood made Marvel begin to sob. Marvel stumbled forward, digging her nose in her big brother’s fur, as if he would nudge her in return. But he didn’t. He was deathly cold. Marvel dashed away, away from the overwhelming whispers and glances of sympathy, paws hitting the floor repeatedly as she ran. Mischiefmiracle was gone. You’re alone. Mischiefmiracle was gone. You’re alone. Mischiefmiracle was gone. You’re alone. Mischiefmiracle was gone. You’re alone. Marvel burst into the medic’s den, gazing down at her brother’s nest. “Big brother...” She whispered, her words lost to the wind. Her breath hitched, and she took a deep breath, but the tears still flowed like a river down her face. Her brother’s scent was stale, and his nest was cold, untouched. “Big brother…” She mumbled again in disbelief, blinking. Marvelkit curled up in the moss nest, a tight ball of grief. Salty tears began to cease as exhaustion began to overcome the kit, the sun setting, and Marvel felt a stab of sadness. Marvel blinked, but the next time she opened her eyes, her lids felt heavy with drowsiness and the sun had begun to rise. Marvel left the den, but not before gripping a daffodil outside with her teeth and returning to her brother’s nest. Marvel lay the flower in the middle of the moss nest, and Marie left the den with one last glance back at her brother’s nest, memories flooding back uncontrollably. Just then, Mars discovered a second daffodil. The first daffodil sat, still, soundless on the moss nest in Mischiefmiracle's den. She picked the second flower, and quietly continued on. And Marvelkit was forced to continue her journey through life alone, armed with only a daffodil. ❀ song is hey doctor doctor by milk in the microwave image and text (might not be 100% accurate) about the daffodil is from Google mischiefmiracle is owned by I own Marvelkit + the writing.
