A field of asphodels. - Asphodelwither SRP ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ After the recent death of Crescentsail, Asphodelwither realizes that he has to show his appreciation for the cats he still has in his life. This was pretty short and awfully written but it still works so :shrug: ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ The moon hovered over the dunes like a glistening orb, cascading moonlight over the hills like a giant lamp and illuminating it in white rays against the cream-yellow sand. The stars sparkled against the stark black sky, light against dark, sailing across the stratosphere. The moon was shaped as a crescent, which gave a familiar feeling to any cat whom stared at it against the same skies. This cat, though, was Asphodelwither. You'd think, being granted the nickname "emo death boy", would make you to not bat an eye at death. But, sitting next to his Mamma's grave, Asphodel was absolutely crushed. He still couldn't believe that this had happened. Why did he have to experience so much grief in his life? Why did StarClan had to take everyone that he loves? First, Bianca. His first sorella, his only sorella by blood. Whom, still as Nico, Asphodelwither had to witness being crushed by a monster while crossing a road to get him a flower. Sacrificed herself.. just for him. Who's death he'd been having nightmares of ever since that day. Second, Ovinelily. His second sorella, one who he treasures just like a blood relative. Left in the night, never to be seen again. He would never see his sorella ever again. Why would she leave him? He missed them so much. And now. His beloved Mamma. Not by blood, but she sure as well could be. Gone by an illness. An illness. If this really was StarClans plan, then why would they take her from him so early? She had a whole life to live. She had kits, and right after... gone. Swept up by the waves to sail into the afterlife. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. This wasn't fair. No, this wasn't fair! Why did everyone that he'd love so much had to go? Especially so early. ... .. . Asphodelwither paused for a moment, just silently staring at Crescentsails grave, wiping the tears from his cheeks. It wasn't just him.. that had to go through this too. It was his other family members. They had to experience this grief too. When was the last time he had ever showed his appreciation for them? They were the only ones he had left, after all. When was he going to comfort them in these times, instead of just.. sulking alone at his Mamma's grave. His family, his friends. When had he shown his real appreciation for them? When was the last time he had talked to them? His friends. Visoncaper. When was the last time Asphodelwither had told Visioncaper that he had loved him? (Like a friend.. obviously..) That he appreciated him for being his friend. That he appreciated him for always being by his side? He hadn't. He didn't deserve him one bit. He hadn't told his family or friends any of this. He had barely told his Mamma that he loved her before right she died, crying into her fur. He needed to make a change. In himself. For his family, for his friends. And so, Asphodel layed beside his Mamma's grave, letting his tears pool onto the sand. "I love you, Mamma." He stared up at the stars. "I'll try and do better. I promise." ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆
