W I S T E R I A S T A R
She didn't think that there would come a time when life would be so peaceful for her. She had been through seasons upon seasons of hardship and strife and there had reached a point where she simply accepted that she would have a hard life- that she would have to fight for the right to live. From a birth in which her kin denied her, where the place she lived was dangerous and filled with bloodthirsty monsters, to fleeing for a better life and earning her worth with the Clans, she fully expected to spend the rest of her life looking over her shoulder. When she achieved leadership, Wisteriastar thought that she could be a positive change to the Clans, but when a clanmate threatened to expose the truth of her relationship, she realized once again that she may not have the right to be happy.
Even so, she wouldn't have changed her choices in life for anything else in the world. She thought she had found true love with Tunnelface, but with Hornetstar, it was just different- special, even. She knew that she didn't need anything else as long as she had him. Even if the Clans had forsaken them, they would never forsake one another. However, not a day went by where she didn't think of the Clans, the kits she had left, and how much she missed them but she also knew that they could take care of themselves and every kit left the nest some day. Their circumstances might have been different but she hoped that her kits knew how much she cared for them, even if she couldn't be there for them.
Wisteriastar's orange eyes glanced down into the barn from the hay nest she rested upon. Her last litter with Hornetstar still stayed around in the barn they had chosen to live, now they were just about fully grown and could leave the nest whenever they chose. She was happy that they were still here, though. It was nice to have a relationship with her kits, and ever since Koipetal and Rainysky had left RiverClan, her son and his mate had been staying with them, too. It felt like a nice, happy little family of their own and she felt truly happy at the sliver of peace she had been granted. A gentle purr rumbled in her throat, a tender softness that the former Clan leader rarely showed.
Maybe she had finally found happiness.