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[xx the brownster]

Brownstar

Beauty and grace, swirling, moving, wondering around in circles as if a dog chasing the very element that helps him sit. The wind was still, an unbelievable movement for the windy winds of spring. Everything about this day was beautiful-- from the green grass that grew outside the camp to the very high rock Brownstar perched upon. She had had a successful life, full of envisioning moments and proud battle to which she had been the successor and leader of. Her Clan had made her proud, inspired, wondered. Ever since her kit hood, nothing had prepared her for life as a Clan leader except for the very moments in which she made every mistake she could possibly have made: ranging from banishing her best friend to losing her brother in a rage.

Life had treated her well, on a whole, however. Had she ever slept without peace? Yes, but she had never slept without the knowledge that her Clan was there for her and without the knowledge that she could overcome anything with her deepest friends and StarClan by her side. Throughout the madness of The Knight to the new Nomads moving in, every difficult possibility was not a matter of concern as long as she had her wit and strength, two items which had seemingly began to dwindle. Was she scared? This bright, fierce cat scared?

Brownstar was always nervous and wondering. The earth at times had seemingly begun to cave in on her, but this was no worries considering she had everything she ever needed. Yes, her life was complete. If it was her time to join StarClan, nothing would ever stop her.

[Blackie]

~i'd like to make myself believe~
~that planet earth turns slowly~



She seemed so tired lately. Her restless energy had pulled back, waiting wide-eyed for the approaching moons that would pull her into adulthood. The nervous sensation of just barely understanding the weight of her responsibilities to her Clan was beginning to dawn on her, turning with the secrets in her life that would reject that same duty. The things she new about Sleeppaw, Farsight, her friendship with Hummingbirdpaw, and the burning attraction that encouraged her to pad after the rogue Sentinel tore at her heart. Could she have these things and still have ThunderClan? Could they come paw in paw, or was it true : that the warrior code was high above any of them and to disobey was traitorous, leading to the paths of the Dark Forest. She shied away from thinking of Severedclaw's disappointment in her if he ever found out her rebellious heart. Because the child in her was fading, the adult blossoming and looking back on all she had done. And she was scoured by guilt.

The cool spring sun was beaming down on the camp, its gentle touch putting a frisk in the pawsteps of kittens and coaxing stiff elders from their warm den. The apprentices pranced and played, avoiding their mentors who would surely devise an endless amount of work for them to do. Warriors and queens shared tongues and ate together in the light, quietly discussing the approaching greenleaf with its abundance of prey and good fortune. Blackpaw sat apart, her ears pricked forward as she listened. She had never seen a greenleaf before that she could remember. She had been born just as the heat had dwindled and leaffall brought back its crisp bite. But she enjoyed the new life springing up all around her, chasing away the snow and ice. It was so different and refreshing. Her paws tingled with the urge to run, to hunt and be around her friends. Much to her embarasment, it also brought to reality her maturity, revealing to her cats she might have ignored before who suddenly seemed appealing to her senses.

The sun tempted her to look up into the cloudless sky and her wide gold eyes fell on the highrock. Brownstar was looking down on them, the noble leader with her tail around her paws and her beautiful wise face. Blackpaw's whiskers twitched with a warm purr. The brave warrior had always given her a sense of safety. So long as Brownstar was there, watching her Clan, they would be protected from war and rage.

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