Private Medicine Cat's Den promise? // talon

[Branchpaw Branchpaw]

BRANCHKIT
SHE/HER
4 MOONS
WINDCLAN KIT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | APHOTIC | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT_TWISTS

Branchkit heard that her friend was hurt, resting in the medicine cat den, but nobody had really mentioned to her how Talonpaw ended up there. First, she had to grab a little mossball - surely that could help cheer him up! She bounded towards the den, poking her head in quietly and looking around for her friend.

"Talonpaw!" she called out in a whisper, spotting the other cat resting in a nest. "Talonpaw, I came to visit! And I brought a mossball!" Gently, she flung the little ball over to his nest, where it landed just beside him. Branchkit trotted up to his nest and purred before sitting down, wrapping her tail around her paws.

"I heard you got hurt - are you okay? No one will tell me how, and I was worried..."

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OOC: Tagging @Talonpaw

 

[Talonpaw]

He did not understand how he wound up almost hitting a kit- to suddenly having this kit, and Yewkit, and even other kits running after him or bugging his personal time.... Not that he would ever say he didn't enjoy the time- he wanted to spend time with the kids, but doing so made him... Uncomfortable.

Tiny pawsteps pressed against the dirt, and Talonpaws eye immediately flicked open. His paw shot from underneath his chest to grip the ball with long obsidian talons as he pressed into it and viewed the kitten with slitted pupils. She had come.. to visit? Talonpaw lifted his chin, before slowly nodding and approval of the child. He would play, he supposed. He didn't really want to just rot in a nest all day anyways.

He pulled himself to his full height as he sat up, slowly blinking as he listened. "I am fine, kid." He states calmly, looking down at the kitten with a newfound gentle gaze. Something... Different in his gaze, even if his voice was rough and blunt. Even in the dim light of the den though, it was hard to miss the new scars along his muzzle, the teeth that glinted underneath where a lip should've been. The scars along the bottom of his chin...

The deep incision on his shoulder was clear to see- the herbs were not able to be used, and he was glad in the sense that he did not feel he deserved them. He refused to say that aloud, for Dimmin' and Meadow would have the remainder of his ears for sure. "I went out by myself, I did not know I could not- and I got attacked by a Shadowclanner who wanted the rabbit. Be wary, kid, for when you one day walk the moors. But, you're good at hiding, y' have snuck up on me quite a bit, an' keep at it. Y' got a good knack for it."

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Talon he/him, windclan 8 moons old.
black tabby with dark greyish brown undercoat and white underbelly. white crest on chest, and scars lining left side of face, blinding his right eye. icey blue eyes and white that is slowly starting to streak his features. Back scars non-existent for now.
mentored by Merrystalk // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by Deidre ↛ deidre on discord, feel free to dm for plots. Art by PurpleCandyCorn.

 

[Branchpaw Branchpaw]

BRANCHKIT
SHE/HER
4 MOONS
WINDCLAN KIT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | APHOTIC | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT_TWISTS

Ordinary kits would see the wounds and exposed fangs and shrink back in fear. Branchkit, however, took a step closer, tilting her head to better peer at her friend in the dark. It was easier to see him than when they padded about in the sunlight, and she could better appreciate the markings on his pelt, the scattered tears and scars.

"I'm really good at sneakin'," she agreed. It wasn't a boast - Talonpaw had basically said as much - and she was getting better at it every day. The shadows felt natural to her - something comfortable. It really helped for when she wanted to be alone.

"I'm sorry you got hurt, Talonpaw," she added. "And it's okay that you didn't know! I heard Ravenmask say you didn't grow up here, so of course you wouldn't know!" To the kit, it was simple as that.

"Besides," she admitted, dragging a paw through the dirt. "I go out on my own sometimes too." An idea suddenly hit her.

"Maybe, maybe when you get better I can teach you how to sneak!"

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OOC:

 

[Talonpaw]

Talonpaw craned his head to watch the child as she spoke, meanwhile gently rolling the ball over to her form, listening intently. "Y' have nothin' t' apologize for, kid. An' no, I grew up alone, but it's not a big deal. I'm tryin' t' learn. But now that this happened... Perhaps, y' don't go on y' own. I don't think I wanna see y' hurt, an' if meadowpaw or Dimmingsun found out, I don't think they'd be too happy," he warned gently.

But the kids excitement made him feel a specific warm feeling he couldn't place. It bubbled gently in his stomach, fluttering against his heart. It made the beast inside him groan, complain, uneasy, but that was easy to press back. This feeling was similar to talking with Yewkit. He didn't understand it. "Like how y' taught me mossball?" He asked, before nodding. Even if he knew how to sneak, he didn't want the kid to be upset about it. Perhaps he'd even act like he didn't know how... He wasn't sure though. "I agree t' this, jus' don't be so hard on me if I can't be as good," he rumbled.

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Talon he/him, windclan 8 moons old.
black tabby with dark greyish brown undercoat and white underbelly. white crest on chest, and scars lining left side of face, blinding his right eye. icey blue eyes and white that is slowly starting to streak his features. Back scars non-existent for now.
mentored by Merrystalk // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by Deidre ↛ deidre on discord, feel free to dm for plots. Art by PurpleCandyCorn.

 

[Branchpaw Branchpaw]

BRANCHKIT
SHE/HER
4 MOONS
WINDCLAN KIT
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | APHOTIC | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT_TWISTS

Branchkit beamed at her friend. He was probably right about going out on her own, but... well, she was super-duper careful! It would definitely be fine.

"Yeah! Just like how I taught you mossball!" Her eyes glittered with excitement. "I can teach you to sneak and...." Her smile grew wide.

"You can teach me to fight! Kinda like how a mentor does!"

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