We can honor who we've been and choose who we want to be next / ghost

[buckingham barnes]

For the longest time, Bucky didn't believe in ghosts. He remembered his parents telling him stories as a kitten about their ancestors- how his grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc passed on from their physical world. His parents told him, "While they aren't here with us physically, they all have a place in our hearts. And one day, we will meet them again." His parents believed in an afterlife, and after their sudden deaths, and events that lead to Bucky's life turning upside down, he wasn't sure if he believed in one. He nearly lost all hope to think his parents watched him from above, until ghosts began haunting the clans. Bucky saw his parents. It wasn't a hallucination, he didn't want it to be a hallucination- his saw his mother's warm smile, and his father jokingly mentioned his metal leg. They forgave him for the mistake he made, taking a load of grief off of his chest. They gave him a farewell hug, and ran back up to the sky, disappearing.

Ever since that experience, Bucky changed his belief on ghosts. Ghosts are a damn real thing, as well as the afterlife. He wouldn't be too sure how to convince someone that they are real, though. Generally, if the person you're trying to convince hasn't seen one, they'll just think you're being ridiculous.

The maine coon came padding forward, silently making his way over after Fairylights. His gaze landed on Althea, raising an invisible eyebrow. Who is she trying to speak with? Bucky knew they had a ghost situation back in October, but the ghosts are gone by now. Perhaps there are some lurking around, that only certain people can see? As no matter how many times his eyes scan the scene before him, he only notices Althea, August, and Fairylights. "Are you trying to talk with a ghost?" He questioned, with a flick of his ear.