DUSKPOOL
Nearin' their apprenticeships, Duskpool found him unwillin' to let 'em go. They'd just been little things nestled against his flank in the nursery, heart heavy with the loss of his third wife, but unwillin' to break with two lives dependin' on him. He might've not been a nursery dad, not outright, but he'd been a frequent visitor, unable to part from the two unless SkyClan called for patrols. Most days, Duskpool spent the night in the nursery unless one of the caregivers gave him a good verbal lashin' and sent him on his way to the warrior's den.
His bulky figure lowered, ragged grin stretched across his muzzle, head cocked, watchin' the two with a crinkled iris. "C'mon, the two of ya, up and at 'em." His tone weather-worn and earth-soft, paw raised just right to give the two of 'em a boost onto his broad shoulders, enough room for both of 'em to clamber between the blades and the wide expanse of his frame. "Pretty soon the two of ya will be too big for this." He chuffed lowly, wooly plumage sweepin' the ground, but even so, Duskpool would never deny 'em this, no matter how old or how big they'll be.
we're only haunted by the things we refuse to accept
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@/cinderkit @/almondkit
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ᯓ★ senior warrior of skyclan (sun guard during coffeestar's reign)
ᯓ★ brother to outlawbite & thistlestrike, half-brother to flowercloud
ᯓ★ eighty-three moons; ages on the 1st of every month
ᯓ★ speech thought action
ᯓ★ peaceful/healing powerplay permitted -