Dear Nimbusp̶a̶w̶...n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶m̶a̶r̶e̶, Dear Nimbus, Hi. I have to say, I don't expect you to get this letter. I'm dead, after all. I apologize for the way our last conversation ended. Was it our last? I'm sorry for acting like that. Death changes a cat, I suppose. But you have to know that I am your mother...and it isn't right to treat me that way. You always seem to hate StarClan, even when you were a kit. I am sorry I couldn't be there for you. I am n̶o̶t̶ sorry I died. I am n̶o̶t̶ sorry you have become this. Fueled by hate. Fueled by anger. Maybe you will become the next Vultureslaughter. He was a warlord, a killer, but more importantly, my friend. I am truly sorry things couldn't be different. But they are. Me in the sky, you on the ground. I will never understand why you became so cold to me, your mother. I refuse to. But know that I love you. I will not call you up here. I will give you space I will n̶o̶t̶ miss you. I'll be here when you're ready to show your face. I love you, Nimbus. I always will. Love, DaylilyOath thread: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/35631599/comments/#comments-332984618 woah hey daylily
