Berrylight

Berrylight is a pale gray she-cat with green eyes.

## Personality

Berrylight is talkative and kind, although she can act a bit cruel at times - not that she tries to be. She spends a lot of her time playing pranks on other cats, and needs to do something at all times. She'll become more and more cunning as she grows. Despite her tenancy to play pranks, she's actually quite clumsy, and she's not the best at dealing with comforting cats. When she tries to care for others (which she does try to do for the cats close to her), she usually ends up having to be cared for herself.  She is a playful cat, who can become fixated on small, useless things, such as learning a mossball trick or planning out how to play a new version or a game.

## Long Posts

### berry gets sad

"Hey!"

The brown tabby Berrylight was approaching jumped, snapping her head around to look at her. The gray she-cat didn't pay that any mind, though, plopping down gracelessly beside her and sending her a bright grin.

"You were at the Gathering, right?"

"Um," the tabby slowly nodded her head, "yeah?"

"Great! Did you have fun, uh...?"

"Nutfur. And... not really."

"Aw, *that's* not good."

Nutfur blinked slowly at her. "I guess not."

"More importantly! How's MarshClan?"

The MeadowClanner glanced away from her, her ears flicking back against her skull for a heartbeat and her tail swishing behind her. "Um. They said that there were new warriors... six of them, actually."

Berrylight squinted at that, tilting her head. "I didn't think that the apprentices were old enough to be warriors," she meowed.

"Oh. That's... weird."

"Isn't it?!" After a moment of silence passed, Berrylight pressed with, "Anything else?"

"Well... Blazestar is leader now, and she made Scorchstorm her deputy."

The MarshClanner frowned. "What about Mo— I mean, Scarletflower?"

Nutfur only looked more uncomfortable at that. "Blazestar said that she was... unable to assume leadership."

That made a pang of worry strike out at Berrylight's ribs, and her ears lowered against her head. What was happening to her mother? Was she okay? Did Blaze"star" and her new deputy hurt her, somehow? ...Was she even still *alive*?

She swallowed thickly, then asked, "And Reedstar?" The name felt so unfamiliar on her tongue: she was so used to calling him *Dad* that his actual name felt foreign in her mouth.

Ever-so-slowly, Nutfur shook her head. "I'm sorry," she mewed, soft and gentle, "Reedstar's dead."

Everything else around her fell away. It felt like it took *seasons* for the information to process — that her leader, a cat she'd grown up with, her *father* was dead — and she didn't want to believe it. Not at all. But her father had already been old. He could have been on his last life. Blaze"star", or whoever she was working with to take over the Clan, could have killed him to gain control. It was the only way that they *could*.

Before she even knew what she was doing, Berrylight started to sob. She lowered her chin until it touched her chest and stared at the grass under her paws through her blurry vision and hunched her shaking shoulders, feeling just so *sad* that there was nothing she could to do contain it and made everything inside her (worry, anger, sadness, horror, so much more) overflow.

Nutfur curled her tail loosely around her, and sat silently beside her until her tears ran dry — but the all-encompassing *emotion* didn't leave.