Private Camp RC decisions, decisions // warmglow

[Heatherfield]

HEATHERFIELD
SHE/HER
22 MOONS
RIVERCLAN CAREGIVER
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT

Now that Wavesong's guppies had graduated, Heatherfield and Warmglow were alone in the nursery. Two girls with similar pasts - loners, raising children without their mates - and now a similar future. Warmglow's litter would be older than her own, but after the meeting, Heatherfield could tell that Warmglow felt the same worry.

Were they burdens on the Clan?

Had they made a mistake in seeking a future here?

Heatherfield looked over to Warmglow as the kits snoozed, worrying at a reedstalk with her teeth.

"So... an interesting meeting," she ventured softly.

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OOC: @Warmglow

 

[Warmglow Warmglow]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Baby do you know what you wanna hear?​

indentWarmglow sits with her chilly paws tucked under her body. The atmosphere of camp - the cold air, the tense looks - have driven Warmglow back into the shelter of the nursery. It's a little lonelier, now with Wavesong and her kittens gone. She misses the older molly, the advice she shared the new mothers. The nursery feels empty without her.

indentHeatherfield speaks to fill the silence. "It certiantly was, wasn't it." Warmglow responds, voice low as to not wake the kittens. "I wonder, if this continues..." Her voice peters out, before finding her strength to continue. "I mean with food so scarce, do you every worry they'll ask us to leave?" The two of them just sit in the nursery, after all, eating food but never contributing.

indent"Not that Pikestar would ever do anything like that!" She quickly backpedals, not wanting to worry the young mother. "He's so kind! Everyone here is."

indent'But that's not true, is it?' She had learned as such last moon, when Rushingtide had set upon Pikestar with teeth and claws. He'd told their leader that Kindness had cost him everything. Warmglow can't help but wonder if she, too, is being counted among her leader's mistakes.

Warmglow - 38 moons - Riverclan Queen