this is the point of view of Monnie, and not myself. Monarchmorphean's opinions do not completely reciprocate with my own. </33 ………………………………………………………………… Monarchmorphean would lay in Astro's nest, her own bedding brushing against the nest fae was inhabiting. Tears streaked the maiden's cheeks, and along with that, the mossy nest and the cold stone floor. The flooring of the cavern was how she expressed faerseld at the moment; cold, deflated, dull. Monnie's head ached with the constant plummeting salty droplets that feathered down, out from her hues. News traversed so quickly within the clans, Moo learning that Corny had already been buried somewhere she vaguely had a clue of where it was located. She should had been with him, fae might have been able to spare his life if she had known. Only if fae had /known./ Faer mitts heavy for her own frame, she began to exit the glistening cave, the plethora of vibrant shades of colors pained her opticals to peer at. The sunlight scorched both faer eyes and burned her fleecy coat. She traversed from where fae had shown Corny her favorite place to watch the sunrise, falling asleep, clutched in his grasp. The maiden would begin to run, imprinting the grains of sand with tiny paw prints that forced shaded creases to be visible. Her paws flung forward, and honestly fae had no clue where she was going, before fae had stopped in the gathering location. The rock was still there. The rock,, was still /there./ The rock from which Astro had painted a portrait of faerself upon the stone, the streaks of messy colors clutched within her paws. She carried such stone with faer when she continued faer journey. Before she knew it, fae collapsed upon a small clearing, between the border of windclan and riverclan, the soft stretch of dirt and cool fronds of grass touched her mitts. Rumor spread quickly in windclan, too quick for faer enjoyment, yet she was thankful that she had learned so quickly of Astro's death. A lump of fresh dirt was in faer sights, a wind softly tugging at her fur to walk closer, but fae stood planted of where she was, nervousness consuming her, as well as waves of guilt, pain, sorrow, and anger. Fresh tears streaked faer gaze as she moved closer, sobbing into what she assumed was Corny's grave. ||' " A- astro. Oh, I don't even know where to start. I don't know what I felt for you, you- you gave me butterflies, the good ones when I saw you, your toothy grin, oh your smile. I loved your smile, it was so so amazing. " '|| The feidae hiccuped but continued, ||' " If you don't mind, I'm inhabiting your nest, I mean it's not like you get a choice in this matter. " '|| She teased attempingly, but a racking sob followed upon her light efforts. ||' " You filled me with more light than what the stars above provide, I really really mean that. I hope you're safe, and- and like it there. I mean, it can't get worse than the desert, right? I wish you the bestest of luck because it's not like luck is even in my favor anyways. I would rather give you the- the little luck I have left since the unknown is awaiting for you. " '|| Monnie would finish, a soft whisper trailing the end of faer speech. She had no tears left to cry, no energy left to give, fae was just nothing. She sunk next to the dusty brown dirt compiled in front of faer, breathing in a shaky, sweet breath, before softly saying one more thing, ||' " Goodbye Astro. I guess I foretold the furture within your name, I wish it were me wholeheartedly, but I guess you wanted it too, to leave the old' desert. Catastrophe really does tie into everything I start I guess. " '|| The maiden sniffed, burrowing faer cranium deeper within her paws, ||' " You give me the good butterflies, the really good ones. " '|| And then it was over, the maiden fell asleep, the pair both living up to their suffixes provided. The feidae would always miss the tangy scent of Corny, his eager outlook, collective personality, and all the other quirks that came with it. ,,, maybe fae was just hallucinating, but, one certain star seemed to always follow her both in faer dreams and the waking world. ||' " Thank you Astro. " '|| Was all fae could manage before waking up from the wretched sense of sleep provided to her.
summary: Monarchmorphean got news to the death of Cornsnake'catastrophe, and is tying to cope with such feelings, as fae had just begun to feel a certain way to such feline.
