TW: Sensitive Content Private WOLF FATHER [ sablestar ]

[DREAMPAW]

(𓆩✧𓆪) no matter how hard he tries, the boy cannot get that day out of his head. it's as if his father's blood sticks in his brain like it had coated wolfpack's paws, sliding into the crevices of dreampaw's thoughts until it is all he can do not to dunk it beneath the river until the water runs clear again. darkness shrouds the camp, but it does not mean that shadowclan sleeps - nocturnal creatures that they are, it is not hard to find at least a few cats awake at this hour. dreampaw is one of them. he lays outside of the apprentices' den, his mind wandering over various events of the day, but always snapping back to that moment the moon before. his father had never approached him to let him know he'd seen him, or even scented him, meaning no cat knows that the boy was there besides himself, and as such, he has no cat to talk to. cicadabuzz would take alarm at the knowledge of his leader's death. magpiepaw has enough to handle with juniperstar's death - he doesn't need to know about sablestar too.

the only cat to talk to, besides wolfpack, who he will not approach, is sablestar himself. the dual-hued tomcat has vanished into his den, but his son suspects he is awake. his father never seems to sleep, even when he needs it. getting to his paws, the boy stalks carefully over to his father's den, scenting the air to confirm his presence. movement within confirms his suspicions of an alert king, and so the boy rustles the moss by the entrance softly. "papa?" he murmurs, ears flattening. all of a sudden, his stomach is flipping - there's no way he'd get in trouble... right? mustering his courage, dreampaw speaks again. "i have... something i want to talk about."

ACROSS MY FAMILY LINE 𓆩✧𓆪 GOD, I HAVE MY FATHERS EYES

• // @SABLESTAR <33 " #e9af74"
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• DREAMPAW 𓆩✧𓆪 HE / HIM, APPRENTICE OF SHADOWCLAN. 07 MOONS, MENTORED BY HALFSHADE, PENNED BY LAVS
  
  
  a longhaired chocolate spotted tabby with low white and orange eyes. silky chocolate fur cascades in waves across his boxy frame, darker dapples giving him his tabby pelt. creamy white splashes his paws, belly, tail tip, and muzzle, freckling across his face. the hue of a crackling fire sparkles from narrow sockets.

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[SABLESTAR]

The night had fallen across the pocosin but Sablestar had risen just before the sun was completely swallowed beneath the horizon. He had started with a patrol just as harsh blazing hues faded into the darkness, returning before the moon reached it's highest. Another border secured before nightfall with what had begun to fall into a pleasant habit of calm and undisturbed outtings. He had retreated into the confines of his den for a moment to clean the mud from his paws so they weren't weighed down when he returned to the forest to hunt.

It was not uncommon that his time in his den would be rendered short in cause of urgency. Many attempts of sleep and rest interrupted over the presence of a threat or stranger. He would have expected the same as he heard someone outside his den, only to be surprised by the face of his son. "Dreamie, you can come in."

The tuxedo tom's mew is warm as he shuffled in the hollow to make space for the boy to join him. He could think of few things that could bother Dreampaw enough to approach him in the quiet like this- he hoped it wasn't something to do with his training. Or worse, some sort of feeling developed about his place in either of his parents Clans. He already had the pressure of Magpiepaw's sudden onset of refusal to be in ThunderClan.

this heart beats cold like the devil his own

• "mew"
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  SABLESTAR— he/him ･sixty moons ･leader; shadowclan ･penned by gonkpilled

  a black and white tuxedo with dark amber eyes