Eclipticmoon’s red-orange eyes were blurry with tears as she stumbled through RiverClan territory. Home, why yes, she was home, but these were no tears of joy. Her sister was dead. First Sunlight, and now Solsticeaster. Not to mention the fact that the dark forest cats had driven her and Savannahspirit apart. She should be rejoicing. Should be exclaiming with joy that she was reunited with her mate. But the only feeling that clawed at her chest was grief. Grief for her sister, soft sorrow for her mother and father. Question still riddled her mind as to why Siderealghost had gone missing. They were back, sure, and had been for moons, but that didn’t mean that she still wasn’t confused about /why/. Fallenstar was dead. The cat she looked up to the most, gone, joining StarClan far too soon. Right when she thought her life was going great, bam- everything went wrong in a blinding flash. She blundered over the leaf-littered floor, her large paws thumping as she tried to blow off some steam. It seemed like the only cat she could count on to always be there was Savannahspirit. Oh, how she loved the other molly so much, but at this moment, rage took over everything. Why did StarClan have to do this to her? She had been nothing but loyal to their blasted code, to their honor, and now /this/? The tortie molly scoffed with contempt. The stars used to shine so bright, but now they were dull, and Eclipticmoon would make sure that their remaining glow would be snuffed out with a blow from one of her white paws. She stopped, panting and out of breath. However, a hollow laugh drifted from her gaping maw. StarClan, the great afterlife that she had grown up to adore, to cherish, to believe in, had turned on her. Hell, it probably didn’t even exist. If it did, it wouldn’t have done this to her. It wouldn’t have dealt no cat any of the pain they feel if they truly wanted whatever was best for the Clans. They wouldn’t have allowed evil to rain down on them for moons, wouldn’t have allowed death and grief. Eclipticmoon would do everything in her power to get back at the daft cats who were supposedly their saviors. “You’ll regret messing with my life.” She spat, a grin slowly forming on her face. Wiping her tears, she straightened her posture. “They’ll all see.” N O T E S: So, this is just a little bit of an evil arc for Eclipticmoon. She's lost a lot during her life, and it's taking its toll. Basically, she's at the point between not believing in StarClan, and getting revenge at the same time. She'll be trying to teach everyone that StarClan is useless. It'll be for a period of time, but eventually she'll realize what she's doing and stop haha. A lot of this is based on grief and anger, and that slowly seeps away, so yeah haha. C R E D I T S: Art: me Song: The Red Means I Love You by Madds Buckley Character design: Time Taken: about 2 hours Writing: me Program: Magma Hotel: Trivago don't steal my art ya goofs
