Recent content by MOLTFACE

Perhaps it'd been foolish of her, to hope her stutters here and there would go away with a good night of rest... He was a hardy thing, really. His moons spent without a medicine cat had not been any more dreary, in his mind. He's managed to avoid most sickness, here or there... And something...

The queen appreciates the company... even if she would have preferred a more lighthearted kind. Moltface tips her head... and ah— the world teeters a few notches more than was necessary... She squeezes her eyes shut for a moment, before lifting a wary gaze to the Medicine Cat. "Clearly," she...

The world may never no what about this mossball, of about a dozen, has made Silentkit take to it so fiercely... But there were plenty of things kits did that the world may never understand... She wonders: is this a simple, childish quirk, or did it say something about where Silentkit had come...

Swallowflutter has spent some time lingering... She needs no omen to guide her steady paws to a conclusion. Dearest Duckshimmer has resettled into the nursery, and though to Moltface, the reclaiming of her spot was easy... Swallowflutter had been Promisekit's size, the last time he saw his...

He's apparently made a mistake in wandering over... The moment he rises to his paws, the world spins for a moment. It's as if her blood has settled in the wrong places, and to surge upwards so suddenly— why, it hadn't an idea what to do with itself... The moment doesn't last long. Though it's...

Ever since his move to the nursery, Moltface has had the blessing of being well-fed and easy-minded... There's no reason for him to be as tired as he is now, really. They feel like they're a warrior again, albiet in after-thought only. It's the same clinging weariness they'd feel after a day of...

The queen is on the heels of Silentkit, and by proxy, on the heels on whomever Ternstar had deemed her Leads as well. What a lovely live for dear Cindersnap, her very presence enough to garner attention from all walks of life... doting things, when they needed to be. When you lived as long as...

The queen watches keenly for his reaction... Moltface would not take offense if he were to dislike it, no. It's a unique position the kit is in, being one of the few who would ever have much of a choice, so far went... It's a possibility that goes untapped, though. Snapper— Frozenkit?— looks to...

Most kits will speak without even being spoken to... Moltface is in no rush as he bends to rasp a pink tongue atop Frigidkit's head. His answering hum is wondering, patient as he waits for her to continue. There was any number of things that a kit wouldn't understand. Most things, in fact. The...

Moltface is often confronted by this... kittish tears. Truly, she'd be quite grey by now if she halted at every glimmer glimmer of them to croon... He remains where he is, the flick of his tail content enough. The queen hums, a wordless ask for elaboration. He found it often more productive to...

Perhaps the worst part about caring for so many kits was that it made it more difficult, to have things like favorites... Well, not difficult, really; he supposes he should call it complicated, instead. Caught in an argument between his current, and his former responsibility, he ought to give...

It seems like every couple of sunrises, another warrior wanders into camp with a new clutch of kittens, either lined up like ducklings behind the oh-so-lucky soul to find them, or dangling from someone's maw. Though eyes like his are better kept within the shade of the nursery, he can often get...

Duckshimmer's face is welcome enough around the Nursery. She was certainly no newcomer. It feels like reclaiming a rightful space, as she settles beside Moltface. " And to you, " his voice carries a similar lilt, friendly in a familiar way, not overly sweet. In a friendly gesture, the...

She hadn't expected any other answer, really... If cats did not continue to answer yes, ShadowClan would be long gone by now... A system like this could never have worked in any one Clan. Whether such a system was worth keeping... No one important enough has not bothered to question. It was...

The oncoming apprenticeship of his kits has crept up on them both... Moltface can't remember the last time his moons haven't blurred together. It might seem silly, considering how he spends his time... Considering he is nothing else if not present during the most crucial stages of most kits...