It had been the night before the dark moon.
Shadow Tuft was already pregnant. And dens circled the clearing.
Starmber was actually the leader of their pack. Their pack name was NightPack.
The plains were SkyPack, forest was EverestPack, water was FrostPack. The four legendary packs would meet every dark moon.
That's what was a deal, anyways.
At dawn that morning, he awoke to every cat panicking.
Starmber walked out from his den, atop a pine, and glided off into the clearing.
"What has happened?"
"We should have hamoths in each pack."
Starmber sighed, agreeing silently with him.
The packs would be a panick without Hamoths.
Or just healers in general.
Starmber looked at the cloudy sky, seeking answers.
And an image of a kitten came to mind, with stars.
"Starr, I seek your guidance. Show me how to heal. Show me how to mend. Show me how to help. Oh mighty Eclipse Exile."
Stars glowed everywhere.
Suddenly, a cat appeared in the middle.
Crystal for Nights, Airun for Skies, Deepwood for endless Forests, Snow for the Frosty Rivers.
Crystalrose walked up to Starmber, looking at him with the gaze of millions of stars in her deep crimson eyes.
His pad was scratched up, and he raised his paw.
"Starrz, show me your ways. Of healing. Of boundless love. Of patience and care."
Suddenly, his paw stung, but felt numb, then felt good.
The bluish cat stepped backwards, frozen in awe.
"Thank you, Starr."
Starmber stepped toward Crystalrose.
"From this day forward, Crystalrose will be known as Crizztal."
Cats cheered for her.
"Crizztal, from this day on, you're our first Starler."
The dark moon rose into the clouds slowly, as the pack headed into the distant pines.
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A Night Star - 2 / Return to the City
AdventureStarmber, a kit to Nightmare, goes on a journey with his "family" to find the Wilds. The Wilds, little did they know, have already been lost, and possibly forever... He and his family must now journey farther than any cat has ever gone before, o...
