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~Stormsong’s backstory up to this point in the plot~

Storm was a rogue who lived with her family in a forest nearby to a moorland, where she often hunted due to her swiftness. She also knew some kittypets who lived in a twolegplace nearby (however, she didn’t call them “kittypets”, “twolegs”, or “twolegplaces” until her spirit guide – more on him shortly – influenced her). Therefore, she’s not against kittypets.

However, when a strange cat by the name of Crowfeather began to appear in her dreams, and when she eventually began to have visions of him in her most aware and awake moments (meaning he must certainly be real), she had a feeling her whole life was going to change. It did. She left her family because they could care for themselves, and she followed this “new sun trail”, as he instructed. She decided to go not because she believes in destiny – on the contrary – but because this would be an exciting adventure, and it’s not every day when a mysterious ghost-cat instructs you to do something! (Crowfeather was being pushy, but Stormsong has a strong will, so really, she went because she wanted to, not because Crowfeather is a pushy cat.) She plans on going back to her family after this is over, unless something dramatic happens and the group decides to band together for good.

Crowfeather told her all about the now-gone Clans as they traveled to the Shatteredstone (well, a lot about them; he kept many secrets, especially about his own personal life which she knows next to nothing about at this point besides him going on the Great Journey and minor details). She still has so many questions – being the inquisitive type who could ramble on with her questions and comments forever – but for now, she is more content than she was prior, with some background information. She decided that currently she would go by the name of Stormsong, to make herself feel more like she were once a warrior of WindClan, because it’s a life she dreams of wistfully since Crowfeather told her about the Clans’ glory days.

Stormsong has to admit that she and Crowfeather don’t always get along (he’s not the easiest cat to be around), but she’s grown so used to him in only a quarter-moon of his company (as he’s always lingering) that she adores him all the same. He’s great company, as he leaves her alone when she needs alone time, but is always nearby if she needs to reach out. She wishes to get out his secrets, but, being a spirit guide, he must keep some things to himself, and Stormsong suspects this. She will still push him, every once in a while; lull him into a false sense of security, then ask another semi-suspicious question about his past, and what this endeavor he’s taking her on for a stone is truly about.

Stormsong isn’t sure if she trusts the other cats or spirit guides – heck, if she even entirely trusts Crowfeather – and if she trusts this Stone of Darkness. Well, she thinks darkness is cool and all, so you can’t always go by a name and stereotypes (since darkness is stereotypically a bad thing, but she wants to rake her claws over that nonsense as though it has physical form; cats fear what they do not understand and, although they can see it the dark, it is still mysterious to them, thus the stereotype of darkness being inherently “bad” arose… I digress). Nonetheless, the name of the stone, and the whole strange endeavor, is suspicious. Crowfeather would never admit to that fear – at least he shouldn’t for a while – but she wonders if he’s being tricked, and, in turn, is therefore causing Stormsong herself to be tricked. Stormsong tears the ground up with her claws at this thought.

Stormsong hasn’t barely even talked to any of the other cats yet. In the cave, she had been narrowing her eyes in a scrutinizing manner to try to make out their elusive spirit guides to see what their spirit guides are acting like… to see if she can get a sense of which cats are more trustworthy because who knows if the spirit guides are somehow a reflection of the cats themselves (and what if the spirit guides are not to be trusted, so which ones are more upfront and honest and the truth or more information could come out of them?). And she still knows next to nothing, and it’s frustrating. But of course that’s the case. It’s unlikely she’d find next to anything from judging based on looks. Looks aren’t everything. She would have to try speaking to some of the cats.

[NOTE: Crowfeather might be “Crowstar” by the time he dies, but, of course, we can’t be sure (I don’t think he’s died yet, anyway; I’m not all caught up in the books, though, and please no spoilers about The Broken Code, if you can help it… If you spoil me for Dawn of the Clans, it’s fine). So, I’m going to pretend that, if he does end up becoming “Crowstar”, he is choosing to go by “Crowfeather” as the spirit guide.]

Now, I digress. To the roleplay!

~PRESENT DAY ~

[NOTE: When I wrote this, I somewhat forgot that we were already in the cave (I added and changed things, so that’s why I think it’s mentioned earlier). I wrote as though cats were travelling. My thought is that perhaps some cats went out to collect travelling herbs so that they could go farther or spend more time searching for the Stone of Darkness outside of the refuge of the cave (which the Stone of Darkness most likely doesn’t call its territory). Or, if you don’t like that idea (that’s okay), then perhaps some cats are travelling out to a hunting ground discovered by a cat Stormsong doesn’t yet know so that the cats can be well fed when continuing to search.]

“Sooo,” Stormsong mews pointedly, “the Stone of Darkness…?”

“Great StarClan,” Crowfeather hisses, not even slightly surprised. “Is this all you ever talk about now?”

“Well, it’s what we’re looking for, so I would like more information,” Stormsong mews somewhat demandingly, in a very upfront manner. “Please.” Crowfeather softens at her “Please”, but then hardens again a second later. There is some odd thought process dancing about in his blue eyes, as though he feels bad about what he is going to say, maybe.

“Oh, yes, I shall reveal to you so much. Like I have every time you’ve asked. Let me see, here: The Stone of Darkness is black as night; hence the name,” Crowfeather drawls sarcastically; he is basically the Clan leader of sarcasm, after all. The sarcasm means that Stormsong still has no idea whether it is actually “black as night”, or whether Crowfeather has any idea, either.

“Well, okay, then,” Stormsong meows with a halfhearted shrug, pretending not to be slightly discouraged. She pads faster to catch up to a cat who is ahead, since this cat wasn’t distracted by talking to this cat’s own spirit guide like Stormsong was (which had slowed her and Crowfeather down significantly).

Stormsong approaches Genesis (who she, of course, doesn’t know the name of). “Hello,” she meows politely. “My name’s Stormsong.” She puts on her friendly, playful attitude. “You can nickname me ‘Storm’ or ‘Stormy’ if you wanna. Or ‘Star’, because it’s a good name, you should always reach for the stars, and I am one.” She snorts at her own joke. She doesn’t think she executed it well, but it is whatever. (Stormsong’s policy is: “What’s done is done; move on, it doesn’t matter anymore”.)

Stormsong decides to (for now) blatantly ignore the fact that Crowfeather is stepping idly towards the edge of the clearing the traveling cats walk in, eyeing Genesis’s spirit guide weirdly, as though feeling awkward around him for some reason…?

She awaits Genesis’s response.

[NOTE: Due to this one containing the backstory, it was VERY LONG! I promise I won’t take up so much space in the future parts I add in!]

[Whoever else wants to converse with me, I’m ready!]