A TOUCH OF ORANGE OVER PURGATORY GRAY | meteor shower

[celestialrobbery]

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crash and burn

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didn't mother warn you?

A fallen star herself, Celeste found great intrigue in the meteor shower. Despite her easygoing attitude, destruction and decay were not foreign forces to the feline, and certainly not just because she had been a victim to it on occasion.

Like a rattlesnake's tail, Celestialrobbery had a tell; A tell for when she was approaching -- or had already hit -- her breaking point. Eyes would flare red, yellow fur gaining luminescence and calm friendly demeanor gone in a snap.

But right now she was calm-- lilac in her eyes and fur dim as a candle, unlit. She was calm, and looking for her best friend as she gazed upon the meteor shower above. She felt a sense of kinship with the meteors. They were falling, and burning, just as she had. And people rejoiced in this destruction, cast wishes upon the dying forces, and perhaps that gave Celeste hope. Gave her hope that people could look upon her, an occasional force of pure fire and ruin, and feel joy.

Still, there were more important tasks at hand. Dovedeparture, namely. Because Celeste was no stranger to the tale of the other's fall, and Celeste was no stranger to the thought that Dee could be suffering right now. Gazing upon the falling entities and thinking of her own fall, her own descent, thinking of clipped wings and the cast away from her home. So Celeste searched and searched, as she always seemed to be, and eventually found herself next to the winged lynx.

"Hey, feathers." Celeste said upon her approach, a small smile held on her face. "Admiring the beauty of all the little me's out there? I'm honored!"

now she's gonna mourn you!

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