All ends have a beginning, and all beginnings have an end. In this case, Maelstromspire of Thunderclan's life began and finished with the wind in her fur. She was running, the bookends of her life. She had returned to this ritual with a fervor that bordered on obsession. She ran in sunlight and moonlight, in the rain or in the clear, open skies. In this case, she ran by moonlight, the fervor of a storm pounding along with each step. Her vision was failing, of course. it has been for /moons/, now. She kept that to herself. This time, she was running not from her thoughts, but despite them. Her mind told her to fight the urge to run tonight, of all nights, but she had long learned not to defy fate. So she ran. She ran against the slick leaves, ran against the hail that eventually pelted her skin. She ran against the dark, and when sunrise came, she did not stop. Her heart was pounding now. She couldn't be imagining the flashes of stars at the corners of her vision. She skidded to a stop, right at the top of a cliff. Lucky, wasn't she? She had almost Fallen off. A crack of lightning. The slow creak of a long-rotting tree falling. Maelstromspire looked at the trunk that would be her doom, and made a very important decision. As a final crescendo, she chose her fate on her own terms, pirouetting, half out of fear, half out of mortal stupidity. As the sun gave the land the first embers of it's dawn-kissed glory, Maelstromspire fell. Leaving only the scent of snow and petals in her wake.
Thank you , everyone, for supporting my little kitty throughout her life, and death.Thank you to her family members- Orca, Gale, Psyche, Huntress, Seraph, Anenome. Thank you to her friends. I would name some, but she was sorely lacking. Thank you, finally, to her enemies. It will be in their hearts she is most remembered. On a visit to Thunderclan, the Heartless kits will find what used to be her at the bottom of the ravine. In a desperate act, she dug her claws into the mud, and she lost tufts of fur. The rain washed away her scent, leaving what looks like an act of murderous intent behind. I won't be able to moderate the thread, because I will be offline at camp, but they will roleplay their reactions and start some quite interesting plot ;) I will be going on a permanent hiatus. I might roleplay her in the Dark Forest, but other than that, nothing else. Thank you folks, and goodnight!
