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- Pronouns
- they/she
- Affiliation
- thunderclan
juniper
she lingers just outside, just outside, always a step away to match whatever free strides he made. serpent could not... heavy as she was with kits, foretelling a more daunting future than the one already laid out in front of them. her lips threaten to crack from constant, nervous licks to wet them, grown frigid by each cold breeze. the rustle of a departing form reminds her of her presence, of the way the fall licks at her paws with damp, muddy prickles of discomfort. "Hawthorne."
her head tilts slightly, eyes rounded with sympathetic uncertainty, "How is Fray...?" She could imagine the turmoil that roiled in his belly with every sunrise spent tending to a hardly aware parent... selfishly, she is glad that her own parents had found less kind, abrupt fates. the urge to reach out and touch him is fleeting, fearful that poking at a trembling frame barely held together might see it crumbled apart.
the spotted she-cat shakes her head, trying to dismiss her question- Fray was never going to just improve. age had caught him... there was nothing to be done for a life well lived... "Never mind... How are you?" his ribs weren't the most hidden they'd ever been... and despite the sincerity of his smile, there was a profound sadness that seemed buried in the sparkle of his eyes.
her head tilts slightly, eyes rounded with sympathetic uncertainty, "How is Fray...?" She could imagine the turmoil that roiled in his belly with every sunrise spent tending to a hardly aware parent... selfishly, she is glad that her own parents had found less kind, abrupt fates. the urge to reach out and touch him is fleeting, fearful that poking at a trembling frame barely held together might see it crumbled apart.
the spotted she-cat shakes her head, trying to dismiss her question- Fray was never going to just improve. age had caught him... there was nothing to be done for a life well lived... "Never mind... How are you?" his ribs weren't the most hidden they'd ever been... and despite the sincerity of his smile, there was a profound sadness that seemed buried in the sparkle of his eyes.