Private Camp 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐄𝐍𝐃 ── .✦ almondkit & maiseyleg

[DUSKPOOL]

DUSKPOOL​

It started like any other nightmare. Just another run-of-the-mill dream that Duskpool ain't ever gonna escape. It left Duskpool starin' blankly at the den's wall, stiffer than a log and barely aware of where he was. His vision warped between the past and the present. Of Sakura's corpse. Honeysplashcomb's frozen smile. Havardur broken. Children he'd never set his eyes on again. Of faceless cats, he'd sunk his teeth to spare them the sufferin' a pained death.

"Shit." He coughed, rollin' out of his nest, desperate for air, anythin' to get out of here before everythin' collapsed in on itself. His mind an ugly, rotten mess. His features twisted in grief, pent up from moons' worth of trauma shoved in the deepest part of his mind to collect dust, forever stainin' his paws and leavin' him a rotten sinner waitin' to be trailed for everyone he failed to save.

His bulky frame breached past the den's openin' with a shuddered breath, head bowed, unwillin' to let anyone see what he'd become on nights like these. He needed to be elsewhere, not here. His unwillingness to be seen like this. He needed to leave.

With his thoughts a muddled mess, Duskpool was truly unaware of footsteps until it was too late, fear strikin' his heart, body growin' tense until he whipped around with a wrinkled curl of his scarred muzzle, mangled ears buzzin', unable to hear anythin' but the harsh sound of his breath, "Get away." His voice a deep guttural growl. His pitch a smokey snarl, loud and intimidatin'. His gaze elsewhere, starin' away from 'em, chest tight, shame and disgust coilin' deep beneath his mangled flesh.

we're only haunted by the things we refuse to accept

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• @ALMONDKIT @Maiseyleg
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  DUSKPOOL he/him a storm carved in flesh and smoke, duskpool towers with the bulk of a maine coon and norwegin forest cat. his wooly black pelt bristles with ghost-stripes and scars—old wounds etched like lightning through dusk. one copper eye burns like molten steel and the other a mangled ruin of war. every step is heavy, thunderous—war-born, death-burdened, and unflinchingly alive.
  
  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
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[ALMONDKIT]

Almondkit is like, up way, way later than she should be. She's tucked in to Cinderkits side, legs tangled with her sibling, and yet still, still she could not sleep. It's mentally exhausting, really, to lay there wide awake and stare at the nursery's walls when your mind was so tired, but your body was not. Eventually, she untangles herself from Cinderkit, careful not to wake her sibling as she teeters towards the entrance, and out in to the camp. The stars twinkling overhead was much more welcoming than the snores of her denmates, than the dark, blank wall she had been staring at.

In the low light of the moon, something moves, and as her eyes adjust she realizes she knows exactly who this is. "Papa! Hi, papa!" her voice is full of hushed excitement, her voice peaking just a little bit too loud for nighttime. She's trying to be quiet, honest! But when she sees his hulking form, she can't help but be excited! "Hiii, papa, what are you doing up still? I couldn't sleep," she draws closer to him, as if to go to hug him before all of the sudden…

Get away, he growls, and Almondkit scrambles back, heart immediately beginning to pound in its confines. Blood rushes through her ears and she swallows, wide-eyed, caught as if she had done something bad. Her mouth opens, then closes and opens again and she looks more like a fish out of water than a kitten. "Papa…?" her voice is akin to a warbling songbird, a sorrowful note coming from her throat. The growl was scary, she'd never heard her father make that noise before. She takes a step back, ears pinning backwards…

And then the anger starts. "H-Hey! Papa! You can't talk to me like that!" she stamps her paws in to the ground. "Ruh- Remember when you taught me that I- I can't let anyone be mean to me n' I gotta stand up for myself!?" her fur bushes up. She was standing up for herself now! "So-" she swallows hard, putting on the biggest pout she could muster. "So you gotta say sorry to me."

AND I WILL PROTECT YOU ♡ EVEN IF YOU WONT PROTECT ME TOO

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  ALMONDKIT ♡
  
  ( kitten of skyclan )​
  ❥ tiny chocolate tortie smoke with wide blue eyes
  ❥ honeycombsplash x duskpool; sibling to cinderkit
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed & welcomed
  ❥ penned by chuff
  
  "speech"