Talonpaw had been here for two days now. He didn't move much in his nest. He was requested not too- and the lack of herbs was extremely underwhelming. His tongue rolled in his mouth- and he was stuck listening, like the beginning. But Instead... He could actually speak. He could actually converse. And he still could press into Meadowpaw. But most of the time- he lightly slept.
This morning was different. His body was restless, and his belly grumbled and gnawed- but he had lost prey. He didn't deserve to take from others. Sure- it wasn't anything he could help, but regardless, he still owed so much to Windclan. Especially after losing herbs to go after Meadowpaw. But what should he have done? Left her?
It was the first time he didn't run away from something. With the squirrel it was the second thing. His blue gaze stared at Dimmingsun, his paws flexing in the moss. He felt fine, and they both gave him a raised eyebrow when he had said as much- but he was genuine. This was hardly as bad as his eye. They washed his wounds- but he did not flinch like before. He sat still, but his expression hadn't looked less tired in the days since the attack.
Clearly he was bothered. But he couldn't speak about it- not after upsetting Meadowpaw the first night. He wasn't a monster- she insisted, but had she stood before a child before with the feelings he did? The thought of their blood, and the tears in their eyes- it still made him tremble.
"Dimmin'." He drawled, finally. "I need t' walk- out of the den." It was a simple request, and at least he was asking. He couldve just left. But everyone seemed... So shaken from his injuries.
But his injuries were only deeper than the marks on his skin. They affected his being, his mentality- that feral beast that foamed at the mouth when he was fighting that kid. Talon took a breath, features twisting. He needed to go somewhere- alone. But they had already said he must not leave without a warrior.
@DIMMINGSUN @Weaselchirp
This morning was different. His body was restless, and his belly grumbled and gnawed- but he had lost prey. He didn't deserve to take from others. Sure- it wasn't anything he could help, but regardless, he still owed so much to Windclan. Especially after losing herbs to go after Meadowpaw. But what should he have done? Left her?
It was the first time he didn't run away from something. With the squirrel it was the second thing. His blue gaze stared at Dimmingsun, his paws flexing in the moss. He felt fine, and they both gave him a raised eyebrow when he had said as much- but he was genuine. This was hardly as bad as his eye. They washed his wounds- but he did not flinch like before. He sat still, but his expression hadn't looked less tired in the days since the attack.
Clearly he was bothered. But he couldn't speak about it- not after upsetting Meadowpaw the first night. He wasn't a monster- she insisted, but had she stood before a child before with the feelings he did? The thought of their blood, and the tears in their eyes- it still made him tremble.
"Dimmin'." He drawled, finally. "I need t' walk- out of the den." It was a simple request, and at least he was asking. He couldve just left. But everyone seemed... So shaken from his injuries.
But his injuries were only deeper than the marks on his skin. They affected his being, his mentality- that feral beast that foamed at the mouth when he was fighting that kid. Talon took a breath, features twisting. He needed to go somewhere- alone. But they had already said he must not leave without a warrior.
@DIMMINGSUN @Weaselchirp
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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.
