(🜲) "two lives, juni," the low tone of the storm guard is saddened as she draws her tongue across her friend's caramel dappled pelt. they sit in the shade of the leader's den, evening sun casting a golden glow across the camp as the two share tongues. hazelheart has been pushing herself harder than ever before since the disaster at the gathering, and now she visits her sister-in-law, exhaustion in her paws. "you are not disposable," golden eyes meet her friend's sea-foam green as a pink tongue flicks across rubbery lips. "how are you feeling today?" because she fears should she ask the leader to stop putting herself at risk, juni will turn away. there is a flick of her gaze to the scars across her throat, then to the leg injury that has finally healed after her first life lost.
part of the woman wants to ask if she'd seen bracken in the stars this time. more likely it'd been hawthorne, but any rare mention of her mate would be nice. still, juniperstar's visits with the heavens seem sacred, as if it is ill advised to ask to many questions.
part of the woman wants to ask if she'd seen bracken in the stars this time. more likely it'd been hawthorne, but any rare mention of her mate would be nice. still, juniperstar's visits with the heavens seem sacred, as if it is ill advised to ask to many questions.
- // casual sister bonding xx " #b8a300"
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HAZEL 🜲 SHE / HER, WARRIOR OF THUNDERCLAN. 54 MOONS OLD, PENNED BY LAVS
a stocky, medium-haired brown tabby with hazel eyes. this is a large cat with a rippling musculature. hazel's frame is wide and tall, shoulders broad, muzzle and eyes heavy in her skull. chestnut and chocolate fur swirl across her pelt, sliced through with tabby stripes of shadow. her eyes invoke images of a sweet summer's day, honey and brown mingling into a soft amber gold