welcome to Mourningdawn's roleplay, I am gonna have a new Windclan character soon so its Mo's time to go! as I barely roleplayed her I have decided to kind of just kill her off in a quick self roleplay, of course any friends / family members are still very much allowed to roleplay their own grief over her, this is just a quick project so that she is canonically gone! --- It had been.. many sunrises, more than most of her clanmates could count. The she-cat had grown old, not quite ancient, her mama was even still around after all but she could feel it in her bones, in all of her body actually. She felt stiff, more stiff than she could remember ever having been... maybe a walk would be nice, it always helped, didn't it? As the large she-cat made her way out of camp a fresh breeze ruffled her soft white and golden pelt, but with it it carried... something, something the old she-cat couldn't name. She shrugged it off, probably just the cold weather playing its deceiving tricks, she'd seen it time and time again and she didn't exactly mind it anymore. As dusk fell the she-cat was finally treading back to camp but... it felt so far.. her paws heavy.. but.. she hadn't even walked that far! Mourningdawn stubbornly continued, even if every part of her body begged her to just stop... and then she did, just outside of camp the she-cat collapsed, not waking up again. How ironic to the bright and brave Mourning/dawn/...
