Recent content by LUPINESONG

❀‿ "It seems like someone's been busy..." a voice chimes from behind Figfeather. The gold-striped molly stands concentrated before one of the dilapidated bramble-and-branch walls of the medicine den—Fireflyglow's den, a voice in Lupinesong's mind supplied readily... She wondered when that...

❀‿ Lupinesong felt so unfortunately out of the loop with Howlfire's whole... situation. Of course, the questioning murmurs revolving around the advent of Howlfire's pregnancy had reached even the outermost rungs of Skyclan's gossip circuit, but Lupinesong felt especially miffed because ... well...

❀‿ Lupinesong had quietly discharged herself from Fireflyglow’s den around the time the frost melted. (Her brain would not allow her to call it Fawnpaw’s den, not yet at least.) Another leafbare spent shivering in the medicine den with too much time for her thoughts was something like torture...

❀‿ Lupinesong hums sympathetically as her apprentice snuffles to no avail against the rime-ridden floor of the forest. It really is a bummer, Leafbare deciding to rear its ugly face so early… Lupinesong hoped that it meant it would leave early too, but she was wise enough to keep any speculation...

❀‿ "Mm, not quite..." Lupinesong mews lightly, moving toward the group, brushing her tail to her apprentice's flank familiarly before halting to be beside Doeblaze, quirking her ears to think for a moment, "It's frost. It comes before snow, usually, right?" She turns to confirm with her mother...

❀‿ The long walk to Windclan’s territory is scenic, the brisk Leaf-fall air ruffling her pelt pleasantly as the small patrol of messengers made their journey. It’s inappropriate to enjoy it too much, though, given the circumstances. Lupinesong attributes their solemn task to the frustrated...

❀‿ Lupinesong thinks perhaps she should have run after Drowsynose to go hunting immediately after meeting their brother’s kits. She hardly has time to pensively groom herself in the moonlight when camp once again is interrupted by a sudden commotion. She sits around somewhat uselessly, waffling...

❀‿ "Awww, what do you mean you’re not tiny anymore!" Lupinesong sweeps in to wail dramatically, moving to lean her head on her now-tall little siblings shoulder briefly. She sits down to press her paw to her face and face the small group that’s gathered with wide eyes, "Guys, we’re like, getting...

❀‿ Lupinesong blinks once, twice when the young warrior, leaning up on his two haunches hisses a poor excuse of a whisper. She can’t help the twitch of her whiskers his elation draws out, and the brisk nighttime air re-inflates her a bit, pulling her out of her bubble of rumination for a moment...

❀‿ It was like a dream, one moon everyone was just a bunch of apprentices stumbling through the world, and the next … her brother was in a happy relationship with two cats and she got to welcome her bundle of niblings into the world. There sure are a bunch of them… enough to keep all three sets...

❀‿ Sage green eyes glimmer with interest as one of their daily patrols return with… scratches and Thunderclan stink all over them. She doesn’t pause her grooming to greet them, but keeps her ears pricked to listen to the juicy fallout. It has seemed to have caused some trouble in paradise...

❀‿ Lupinesong hopes she comes off as understand as she was trying to be about Stormpaw's slow start to hunting. She wasn't too concerned, not really. Stars knew that she only became the half-decent hunter that she was after moons of volunteering for every extra hunting patrol she could in an...

❀‿ Lupinesong’s heart hammered as she skulked and slinked through the foreign stone-floored territory of the twolegplace. She has never… broken a rule like this, it felt awful, especially knowing how scary the twolegplace had been lately. She nearly turned back multiple times, the rumble of...

❀‿ Lupinesong allows herself to wallow for a little bit, sobbing to her heart’s content on a tree branch because she knows that she has nothing but awkwardness and avoidance waiting for her once she returns to camp. How could she have been so dumb? What could she have fixed about herself to have...

❀‿ His walls remain unbroken, despite the quivering in her chest and the lingering ache of emptiness remaining where she carved herself in her efforts to break through to him. And perhaps he’s right and perhaps she’s always known that it wasn’t working despite all of her trying, but to accept...