Grief. a response to loss, which can be caused by many things, such as the death of a loved one, losing a job, getting divorced or going through other major life changes. It's a strange word, really. Especially to a newly-made apprentice, Grief. Travelingpaw doesn't understand the meaning all that much. But she was also in denial. Eclispekit didn't die, they became apprentices together. Fatefracture was still in Urchinclan, not exiled. Fogbringer wasn't dead, the infection never happened. He's a healthy warrior and saw her ceremony. She didn't attack a kit. That's what she's forcing herself to think, anyways. Grief. Travelingpaw was hallucinating. She keeps thinking that she sees them in camp. She wants to see them in camp. She's making herself see them. Because they didn't leave. They couldn't have. But they did. They're just...a distant memory now. That's what the other cats say. Memory this, memory that. Great Starclan, how she wanted to SHUT THEM UP. But she can't. Not yet, anyways. But she will soon. And she'd be feared. She'd make sure of that. And maybe, just maybe. Those distant memories won't be so distant anymore.
TW: Mentions of death! I had a lot of fun making this aha! o7 to Fogbringer and Eclispekit And luck to Fatefracture ToT #travelingpawstartingherevilarc
