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Coral had never truly given in on the idea of Starclan. When you died, you died- she knew that much. She had been in the lab, she had seen cats die to many times for her to ever sleep properly at night. And when they died, Coral saw no happy gleam in their eyes as they went into some fantastic otherworld. She didn't even she relief that their suffering was done. No, she just saw insanity and pain one minute and winter cold eyes the next. No burden being lifted off their shoulders. No joy of the next life. Just ice.

But after the Gathering, Coral had to wonder. The sickness cats were talking about. The clouds covering up. Was there really some other force out there, controlling her life? Coral tilted her head back, gazing at the sky until the setting sun gave her spots in her vision and her head spun. She didn't like the idea. She liked the idea that they could be scared by a disease even less.

The spots in her vision cleared up, but the dizziness did not. Coral was not particularly worried. The dizziness was most likely caused by the pounding headaches that plagued her in times of danger, when her sixth sense screamed in her ear and dropped on her stomach. She would tune it out, like she did during training, but Coral was paranoid. Her sixth sense was screeching for a reason, and Coral felt obliged to listen to it.

[(§)Silvey(§)]

{Urg.. Whispervalley's already in a post that nobody's responded to since February... I'll post here... I guess... Though I really don't want to RP with you, Iceling. Loliz}

It was not unusual for her to wander about aimlessly, if you took the time to notice her, you would see that it was what she did the majority of the time. Her cream-colored fur blended in surprisingly well, as many of the tall grasses had yet to turn green. She moved quietly, her periwinkle eyes looking distant and far away. She distant she-cat was not tuned into her senses, her gaze was fixed on some faraway point in the distance, her ears swiveling too fast to pick up any sound, and she paid no attention to the scents. Perhaps had she been in touch with her senses, she would not have knocked into the mutant she-cat, but she was not, and she did. She fell down and stood up quickly, giving herself a quick shake, noticing Coral for the first time, Oh! I'm sorry! she mewed in embarrassment.