Dovelight: Origins
Dovelight blinked at the early morning dew on the leaves outside of the nursery, laid down beside her was Eveningwisker, her lovely mate. Dovelight struggled to sit up but did so successfully, it was difficult when this pregnant… either way she was ready to enjoy a day inside her little group. Little did she know today would be the day she could no longer live here…
The queen carefully stretched her legs and made her way outside the den, watching as hunters gathered to go on the next hunting patrol, guards walking around the edge of camp. Everything was at ease, everything was peaceful. It always was. Her eyes gently shifted to a green before she made them turn back to pink. She kept her powers a secret. A bit afraid to be outcasted for it. Either way.
She walked around camp and laid down in the sunniest patch she could find, closing her eyes and rolling onto her side, enjoying the sun’s warmth, she was tired. Tired of lugging around who knows how many kits. She wanted this though, and Eveningwhisker had agreed, her brother being the donor for a close genetic matchup… her eyes fluttered shut as she enjoyed the simple life of being a Queen.
That was until a screech pirced the gentle silence, making Dovelight scramble to her paws, turning to the direction she head it she saw a large wolf, others beside it. Her eyes turned pitch black form fear, seeing her mate’s body picked up and shaken around by a wolf. Tears pricked her eyes but she simply had no time to waste, so she started running, and a wolf gave chase, of course it would. She’s a pregnant cat, what kind of wolf wouldn’t go for the easier prey? Slower and definitely more of a meal.
She ran faster and faster, perhaps that wasn’t the best idea. The wolf caught up and tore into her hind leg, making her bleed immensely. Dovelight kept on running, the wolf still giving chase. She darted through trees to try and disorient the canine, and what luck… it didn’t lose track of her thanks to the blood dripping from her leg.
Soon Dovelight had run out of tree cover, she wasn’t even sure how far she had been running for… hours maybe, and quickly she darted under a strange purple Crystal giving her enough cover to cower under. The wolf scratched and pawed at the area she was in, growling hungrily before it gave up. Dovelight shook with exhaustion and fear, her eyes still a deep black color. She noticed the stars through the somewhat clear crystal, making her sigh shakily.
How far had she ran from home? She wasn’t sure, but she managed to get away… she looked down to her leg and winced, surely that wouldn’t let her live long… she needed help now… but how would she get it? So far from home, and nowhere familiar… she couldn’t get help. She had to die with a whimper, and in turn so would her kits.
Dovelight’s eyes turned an indigo color as she thought about it, no way to keep her mate’s legacy, no way to live, no way to survive. She whimpered and let tears soak her fur. She had list all hope of living that is until… a certain Calico showed her fluffy face.
Willowpaw. At the time. Now known as Willowbite. Had found the trembling Queen. Willowpaw huffed and dropped the mouse in her jaw nudging it over to the injured Queen. “Now what’s up with you? Second injured molly in our territory now… what happened to you?” She asked bluntly, green eyed sharply pointed at the Queen in front of her.
Dovelight shifted uncomfortably, slightly surprised at the apprentice's blunt nature and tone. She took a breath in and out and then spoke eyes at the ground as they shifted to orange. “Wolves… mindless creatures… I was in my camp and next minute… they had attacked leaving a bloody trail where they went. It was horrible. So many cats… dead or injured.” She shuddered, and looked at her wound, showing it to the apprentice. “One of em got to me…”
Willowpaw’s eyes widened at the sight and flicked her tail. “Good god. Okay you’re coming with me.” She huffed moving forward to help the queen up, helping Dovelight stand, albeit with shaking legs from the Queen, still all tired from that running. “Come on, we have a medicine cat back at Reverieclan camp. I know you won’t last very long out here without help.” She huffed and started helping the Queen get back.
Dovelight shifted but walked along with the apprentice. “Will we be safe there?” She asked the apprentices as the walked into a dark forest, fireflies littered the air softly blinking in the dark wooded area. Dovelight could see them flickering about and it was awfully calming. Her eyes shifted to pink to represent her calmer mood.
Willowpaw huffed and rolled her eyes like it should be obvious. “Yes of course it is.” She growled and moved a bit faster and made Dovelight m match the rhythm. “Stop asking questions.” Willowpaw glared and kept walking.
The two walked in silence as the entered the camp. And what Dovelight noticed was the lack of numbers. She could see an injured molly settling down into a root covered den, with a white and black molly beside her, and then a white and blue grey tom with a black star on his head. He gave off leadership vibes almost instantly as Dovelight had seen him.
Reveriestar jumped from his perch on the mushroom in front of his hollow tree den and approached the two. He flicked his tail, looking between Dovelight and Willowpaw. He hummed thoughtfully before speaking. “Hello, I’m Reveriestar, welcome to Reverieclan. I see you might need some help. Head over to the medicine cat den you’ll be taken care of there.” He then glared at Willowpaw gently and flicked his tail and nudged her to talk to him privately.
Dovelight took a cautious step forward and walked her way over to the den roofed by tree roots, a calm feeling filled her body and she couldn’t understand why. “Hello? Uhm… I’m new here and I… I need some assistance.” She whispered gently before seeing a pair of violet eyes face her.
Wispsky smiled and led the Queen to a moss nest to lay down on, and she started applying marigold and goldenrod to the large gash before pressing cobwebs onto it. “Tell me, what happened to you? You might have already told this a few times but I’m curious.” She looked at the slightly lilac furred queen.
“My camp was attacked by wolves, I barely made it out alive…” Dovelight shuddered again at the thought, her eyes drifting to her round belly, which Wispsky was gently touching. Dovelight looked up and smiled at her gently. “Thank you so much… I hope I’m not much of a bother for you…”
Wispsky gave a closed eye smile. “Not at all, in fact you could tell me all about it. I’d love to listen to whatever you have to say. Oh I should mention you can stay here for as long as you’d like. You could even join us like Rippleflame has.” She gestures to the other Molly in the den who was sleeping peacefully.
Dovelight looked over at Rippleflame and then to Wispsky with a smile, eyes shifting to green. “Thank you so very much… I’m sure I have nowhere to return to anymore… my mate was killed and my home was destroyed by those beasts.” She put a paw to her belly lovingly. “This is all I have left of her… I’d love to stay here and raise them here if you wouldn’t mind?”
Wispsky laughed gently lifting a paw to her mouth. “Of course, I already said you could. Oh! What’s your name? That’s so silly of me not asking your name, what is it?” Wispsky tilted her head and nudged the Queen with her paw carefully making a small joke.
Dovelight smiled. “Dovelight. Dovelight of the now fallen Featherclan.” Her eyes flickered to blue thinking about Featherclan’s lovely scent. She enjoyed the mystical scent of Reverieclan of course but… it wasn’t the same for her. She kid her head down, allowing the gentle presence calm her to sleep. “Thank you so much.”
“Of course…” Wispsky muttered happily watching the queen drift to sleep in gentle Harmony.