——“And many a tear we shed, Because we know” — ———————“They'll cease to grow” —————— ————— “In fact, they'll soon be dead” —————— Two eyes of sky clear blue gazed upon the flowers in front of her, a wide grin creeped up Emberswing’s face at the sight of these. What once was a sleepy and upset cat this morning had turned into a joyful damsel with a bright smile that could light you up. All the flowers she could use to make as crowns or gifts for her clan mates was what she thought, ideas popped into her head like bubbles of colour palettes, flower combinations and who she would give them to. The fluffy she-cat sat down and began to pick out different flowers for a accessory for herself, a calming hum danced in the air like a feather, attracting something wandering through the forest behind her. She picked out a couple sunny buttercups, a few tiny daisies, two long, droopy lavenders and some lovely coloured peonies. “That should do it!” A bubbly voice chirped and Emmi smiled. The sound of snarling could be heard if you were absolutely silent and the smell of something that just wasn’t a cat could be smelt strongly, but Emberswing was busy humming to herself and all she could smell was flowers sand nothing else. She connected the flowers together with rope like materials found in her home, the forest of ThunderClan and propped it on her head. “It’s fantastic!” She giggled as a peony dropped onto her snout. She grabbed a bouquet of white roses, daisies, lilies and a couple of forget-me-nots and stood up, a long feather like tail rose from the floor and lay floating in the air. Emberswing was so unaware, so happy that she couldn’t hear the slow breathing and footsteps of someone, or something approaching her and as soon as she heard it. It was already to late to run away. ———————“And yet we go ahead” —————— I have been planning this for a while and knew that this day would come. Emberswing was my first TFCRP character and was made via signups and in January. I had lovely memories of Emmi and hate to see her go but I’ve just lost connection with her and just think this is the best way, Emmi is so different to me and it’s hard to be her. I know Emmi will regret not running when she could and will be happier when she passes. In case you don’t understand what happened so basically Emmi went flower collecting and was making flower things and a fox found her and basically attacked her. I decided that I wouldn’t write if she died or not for a sense that she can leave, whether that be in StarClan or out of clan territories is up to you though the only thing left of her is a white rose stained with blood. I’m letting Emmi leave me so she can go make a story I will never know unless I decide to bring her back, not to TFCRP but maybe something else I’m brewing up, she’d make an excellent addition to the story :]. But this is a goodbye to her being my TFCRP character though I will be applying for litters because I want a fresh start and a new character to rise from the ashes of Emberswing. I will never forget you Emmi and you know that Thank you <3 —“Painting the Rose Red, Painting the Roses Red”— —“Painting the Rose Red, Painting the Roses Red”—
