Dark Forest Resident: Cypressbriar
Aliases / Nicknames: To-Be-Mother
Gender: she-cat
Sexuality: grey-bisexual, panromantic
Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Shadenose (brother), Brackenkit (son)
Other Relations: unnamed mentor, unnamed apprentice
Clan: Riverclan
Rank: queen
Characteristics: looked forward to being a mother
Murder Motive: vengeance for her kit
Number of Victims: 1
Number of Murders: 1
Murder Method: tearing apart
Known Victims: Hickorypoppy
Victim Profile: medicine cat that caused her son to die
Cause of Death: killed by three unnamed Clanmates
Cautionary Tale: ??
Story:
"I'm so sorry."
It's funny how those three words, meant to convey solace and relief to someone's pain, can ruin their entire life instead.
It is what the medicine cat, Hickorypoppy, told her when her kit was meant to arrive into the world. Whatever her efforts, they were of no help. Cypressbriar could barely even hear her, or anything her brother, Shadenose, said then or in the days following.
But what did finally break through the fog was what she overheard while pacing in the dark, unable to sleep. Hickorypoppy was speaking in the medicine den with her now-retired mentor.
Hickorypoppy confessed that they must have done something--no, everything wrong, because that kit--the kit Cypressbriar was planning to name Brackenkit--should have lived.
Cypressbriar froze, then leaned closer against the walls. She listened to them talk, listened to Hickorypoppy practically list every single thing that she did wrong, every single thing that had lead to little Brackenkit's death.
Brackenkit's little broken body had snapped just below the head, and his left back leg was twisted oddly--all because Hickorypoppy was in a rush to get him out, all because she didn't want anyone questioning her if she ran to her mentor for help.
Cypressbriar was supposed to hear her son wail for the first time, hear and feel him suckle and knead at her belly, purr when she licked his head. She was supposed to watch eagerly as he opened his eyes for the first time, hear as he called her mama, watch him learn to walk, everything.
But it was only silence. Silence, silence, silence, nothing coming from the broken body that she had to hold only moments after believing that that would all happen.
There was no plan of vengeance, only a blind rage. Cypressbriar burst into the medicine den and leaped onto Hickorypoppy, yowling at her for killing her kit and tearing into her. Her mentor was too frail to do anything.
Warriors heard the commotion and burst into the den. When they saw what Cypressbriar had done--what she was still doing, tearing into the body, they acted.
Additional Information:
--:( :( :( :(
--Since she died so close after having a kit, she can probably nurse Dark Kits.
--Her brother is a trans male.
--She was training her apprentice when she became expecting, so their training finished by someone else.
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Four-day-old newborn Arkansas baby girl killed by family dog
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very amused that the voice direction for astarion’s reactions to scratch’s death just says “pretending not to be sad and failing” and neil newborn was like, “so he’s full-on sobbing through all of these, gotcha”
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thinking about percy in the underworld, laying down in the grass of persephone's garden and talking aloud about everything in nothing to the slowly growing shrub that was planted from a clipping of grover's "body" after he passed.
centuries and millennia go by and percy eventually stops hanging around elysium. he didn't think you could be tired as a ghost but time is endless and he is winded. his ghostly form slowly erodes away. but even as his memories fall away with every piece of him that fades off into the nether, he still walks to the garden and sits next to the giant shrub and rambles on and on.
and when the last day comes, when his ghostly form finally splits off and falls into the ground, dull and lifeless, sinking into the earth, the shrub withers away with it. leaves wilt and brown. branches crack and tumble to the ground. it happens so quickly, and all that's left are small brown twigs entwined into the few remnants of life ready to be reused and remodeled by zagreus's deft fingers
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[Image one: The first page of an illustrated poem about Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit. The words for this page are "breathe in the air/the act carries a risk", accompanied by a skull surrounded by flowers. The skull is missing its jaw. The flowers are both forms of dandelions, red chrysanthemums, black velvet petunias, and balloon flowers. They're arranged like the L'manberg flag.
Image two: The second page of an illustrated poem about Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit. They are both in their L'manberg uniforms, Tommy waving the flag. Wilbur is carrying Tommy on his shoulders and they're both smiling wildly. A small amount of blood drips down Wilbur’s hand. The poem on this page follows: "I./It’s a process. It’s a long story,/The poet, who was also a soldier and a politician/A child picking up shells beside/An unsinkable, absolutely unsinkable/Helter skelter in a summer swelter/Streamed in a pleasure in all their simple joys/Sworn loyalty to each other/Together and bound/Start a chain reaction/But war has no heroes, only victims/So await a favourable outcome,/There will be blood".
Image three: The third page of an illustrated poem about Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit. It depicts a bloody diamond sword elevated in a cloud of smoke. The poem on this page is: "II/A fallout shelter/The ice was here, the ice was there,/It’s beckoning/You’re paranoid/Have a cigarette to calm/The impression that it’s/Been choked with soot/Dreamed the poets/He forgot in cruel happiness/They’re out to get you/You: best shunned and left uninhabited/You: falls victim to the splinters/‘I’m cold. I’m cold.’ ‘It’s starting to hurt me,’/Snivel . whimper and die in music./A rifle hanging on the wall,/His father fired, shot the ALBATROSS./All are punish’d".
Image four: The fourth page of an illustrated poem about Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit. It depicts a dirt tower surrounded by smoke. The poem here is: "III./The lone and level sands stretch far away./Looking the other way or feigning ignorance./To the victim/Violet anger, rash action, and human mortality/Winds down, sputters and dies./It’s the last midnight. It’s the last verse./And there is/Water, water, every where,/Well, we were born to die."
Image five: The final page of an illustrated poem about Wilbur Soot and TommyInnit. The pair is standing side by side, Tommy looking to the side as Wilbur looks at him. They're dressed in their post-revival clothes, both sporting white streaks at the front of their hair. They both look upset, but as if they're holding it back. This page has the poem: "IV./They rinse off the ash in the river/And step out into the sunlight./In the reddish glow of the morning/Their skin was as white as leprosy/One questions/How long do we have until we hit the point of no return?/One answers/I doubted if I should ever come back./With the dream of Wonderland of long ago/The empty man/Managed a weak smile./He lives/He lives".]
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