Open Camp do you walk the sky // blessed return

[SABLESTAR]

The pocosin fell into a cold breezy night and gusts intertwined with the pond pines and brush. Sablestar led the pair of warriors at his side back to camp with a brisk speed as wails and mewls echoed from the patrol, the tiny kit from Vanillathorn's maw calling to every corner of the forest what she had been denied for far too long now. Four other kittens, just like her, spread across the other borders to only be seen once again in battle or peace. If they lived the travel back to their Clans, that is.

The sight of camp was eagerly welcomed while he ushered them forward. Sablestar knew they were short on time and could not delay a moment longer the needs of this newborn kit.

"I need Timberfrost." Sablestar announced with urgency into the dark, gesturing for the kitten to be brought into the nursery for one of the caretakers to nurse. "There was a litter found on our way into Fourtrees, the other Clans came across it as well. She is all we returned with." His voice does not give way to any sympathy or feelings of misfortune despite the circumstance. "She will know none of it- ShadowClan is all she needs."

this heart beats cold like the devil his own

• @VANILLATHORN @MIREPURR @Timberfrost @Saffronkit
  "mew"
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  SABLESTAR— he/him ･sixty moons ･leader; shadowclan ･penned by gonkpilled

  a black and white tuxedo with dark amber eyes

 

[DREAMPAW]

(𓆩✧𓆪) his father's return calls the steps of his son from outside the apprentices' den. sablestar slips into camp calling for timberfrost, and it harkens back to dreampaw's own arrival in shadowclan, when the man had given him and magpiepaw to the nursery dweller for comfort. magenta eyes widen as vanillathorn steps into the moonlight, an unfamiliar scent wafting from her. sablestar's words meet the boy's ears as he scans the thing swinging from the warrior's jaws - a kit. found with a litter and snatched from that family to be taken to the pocosin, to the darkness. something rolls in his stomach, but he ignores it, padding to his father's side.

"what is her name?" he asks gently, gaze still fixed on the tiny being. had he once been that small? he can't imagine it, but he supposes he must have been. sablestar had never seen him at that age - are fatherly instincts taking root around the child now? or will he pass the girl off to timberfrost, train her to be a loyal warrior, to not know family beyond these borders? "are her siblings... are they okay?" the other clans had found them... did this mean they were each taken in to a different clan? or had this child been the one survivor of some cruel fate.

ACROSS MY FAMILY LINE 𓆩✧𓆪 GOD, I HAVE MY FATHERS EYES

• // " #afaf64"
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  DREAMPAW ✧ tags / toyhouse
  
  ✧ cis tom (he / him) / bisexual, padding after NONE
  ✧ 07 moons old, ages realistically
  ✧ apprentice of shadowclan
  ✧ brother to MAGPIEPAW, ASTERPAW, LITTLEKIT, HOLLYKIT
  ✧ son of JUNIPERSTAR x SABLESTAR
  ✧ mentoring NONE / mentored by HALFSHADE
  ✧ penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a longhaired chocolate spotted tabby with low white and orange eyes. silky chocolate fur cascades in waves across his boxy frame, darker dapples giving him his tabby pelt. creamy white splashes his paws, belly, tail tip, and muzzle, freckling across his face. the hue of a crackling fire, struck through with magenta and violet, sparkles from narrow sockets.

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