Time. Time always caught up to you in the end. You could say I was ready for my time to come. But I wasn’t done just yet. I still had one tree left to climb. Because I clumb so many to keep my cool. As the chaos cut them down behind me. One last tree that hung over the edge of the cliff. I didn’t like the mountain. How it held what was considered peace and power above everything else. When it just led to earthquakes and landslides. And only a few pebbles of sunny skies. I wished to go down into the foggy valley. To see if there was a place absent of rules where differences were put aside. Although I knew it was childish. So in this world I choose to leave, I’m finally ready to take off again. After holding back for so long. On the edge of the mountains, Fogwhisper decided to take flight. Despite his own difficulties he did so. It was ready for their last and biggest adventure. To leave the Silver Shores. Because perhaps, there was something beyond that. Miragemist, are you watching? From wherever you may be. This was the adventure you always wanted. I hope it can live up to your expectations. The always reasonable ones, just looking for a bit of fun through your everlasting optimism. Miragemist, you would never go to the Dark Forest. And Starclan is far too revered and confined for you, isn’t it? You would never be happy there. I wouldn’t be happy there either. Just like I wasn’t happy in the clans. Miragemist, whether I fly beyond your realm, or join you before finding anything— I’m sorry for not being able to save you that day. I’m ready. And so he flew. On and away. They flew higher and higher, Using the warm air of the ocean to rise higher and higher above the clouds. Ever onward. Ever journeying. How much time has passed? Cause there was nowhere left to go, forwards or back. “Hey Whimsy. You didn’t think you could get rid of me that easily, did you? This was my idea after all, brother.” “Mir… I’m sorry.” “No need for that, I never blamed you. But I needed to stick around, because what would you do without me?” He was as playful as ever. “Are you ready to go…?” “Yeah— Mir, let’s go.” — — So that’s it, Fogwhisper has left the Silver Shores. Aka he’s gone from storage. They’re not going to any afterlife as dim doesn’t associate with them as being part of the clan. So unfortunately there’s no roleplaying for him anymore. What happens after he leaves is up to your speculation but they don’t find anything very important. I hope he was good in life and personally I enjoyed all the deep talks they had. Sorry he wasn’t a great parent but they don’t really know how to care for kids, but I promise they were trying eventually. Song is my Farewells to the Fields by Yaelokre
