Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5277627-20150228232441/@comment-18042103-20150305061756

She blinked. Blinked again. Again. Once more. Opened her mouth, shut it. "I'm not completely sure what to say here, because I'm not completely sure what advice would help you here." She lifted a paw and tilted her head, tail twitching. "NightClan is very big, not every cat is known by every cat. If you have belonging issues, think of what you do for the Clan. How would family feel if you left? How would your friends feel?" Leaves lifted her head, looking at the sky. "A life of good service to your Clan is meant to get you to StarClan, correct? I doubt I will go to StarClan, as even if I hadn't left I really wouldn't have done a life of good service and as such I try to live life to it's fullest. I left because I felt there was so much more I could do unrestricted by boundaries and rules, no duties to any cat but myself." she lowered her head, looking back at Mousetail. "So far, I frankly don't care if I go to StarClan or not, and even if the starry dead warriors came down and begged me to join, I would refuse. I'm happy enough with the life I'm living. I don't need an afterlife." narrowing her eyes, she went on, "If you can't say the same about the life you're currently living, I recommend following your heart, your mind, your dreams, your desires, or whatever else you can think of and live in the moment, not one in the future." She flicked an ear and glanced sideways. "There is no cat who can tell you what you should or shouldn't do, what is wrong and what is right, because it's your life and you decide what happens in it." She looked at Mousetail and Jetstorm again. "Has this helped at all, or was I just blabbering?"