welcome to a little self roleplay for bluebonnettwist, a dead starclan warrior. basically she's just questioning the world and it starts happy but gets dark kinda quick. i speedran this so apologies for the bad writing oop this takes place right after willy-nillywaltz's death ( which is still in the future ) the song is la da dee -- which shows blue's thoughts and how she can't really survive without her family being safe and loved bluebonnettwist uses the pronouns she/they/xe :]] now to get onto the srp! ( sorry it's short pff ) --- The world seemed to be in a moment of blissful peace. A quiet sensation, not like a serene but roaring waterfall or a tiny rabbit hopping about the lush green meadows with a thump in its pawsteps. No, the world was completely in silence. Not a squeak nor a thud in sight. Perhaps it was nice, living in the realm that she watched over constantly from their starry paradise. “Paradise” – /right/. It was nothing but a shadow cast of the living world, something that you ignore on a regular basis and rarely notice. Xe /was/ the world. She loved everyone down there right now and wished their paws could dangle down from the fluffy clouds lining the star-stricken skies, plucking out one of the ones xe loved the most. Of course, there were a few starry silhouettes that often accompanied her – ones that were /their/ world. Like xyr beloveds Poppytwist and Asterpaw were roaming along the heavens with her, little companions to keep their spirits up with the crashing waves that came with reality. Living in a fantasy is dangerous, little one. You must not listen to the answers the world gives but rather your own ideas. And no, of course xe couldn’t forget about the love of her life – Duskspring. It hadn’t been long since the chocolate tabby had moved on to the star-ridden paradise that was now their home, but Bluebonnettwist couldn’t help but wish that xyr beloved mate had lived a better life and hadn’t perished so early. Perhaps the thought of Dusky living a flourishing life would have been better than having him up in the heavens alongside her. But there were three figures that were still in the puppet show, threads of fate the only thing keeping them upright in their battle with destiny. Valerianzenith was one of the lucky three, possibly only the trouvailles that he had found through life, the only thing keeping the ginger cat going with all other members of the original trio gone. And then there were Entanglefjord and Criss-cross__. Oh, their children. They were most likely living their best lives, right? Nothing could go more perfectly for the two that the ginger tabby loved the most other than xyr beloved Duskspring. But… what if something happened to them? The realm of the living was sure showing to be an unsafe place, of course. There were oh so many deaths and the she-cat with the stars in her pelt couldn’t take it anymore. What if more cats perished? Only a bit earlier did their former apprentice, Willy-nillywaltz, pass on to the afterlife – not counting all the other casualties that had occurred in the past few moons. Was the world not safe for the cats xe loved the most? The question brought tears to the orange tunneler’s yellow optics, a rare sight for the tough mollie. But no, she refused to believe it. All their loved ones were going to be okay. They were going to stay alive. They were going to stay alive for xem. Surely. ♡
