Recent content by sunshinespot

sunshinekit - sunshinepaw - sunshinespot afab nonbinary, he/they, ?? sexuality 21 moons, 5.25.23, ages on the 25th thunderclan, queen, passive casual " a stout, plush-furred blue calico with a scarred face. " [ ] lh blue tortoiseshell w/ low white. sunshinespot was never made for battle...

He shifts comfortably in his seated position, grieving a little that he hadn't woken up the older tom. Such an odd thing to mourn, but after the last few moons of Doe's recent check ups and the near daily trips with the kits... he's noticed things. Even the normally inept tom catches the hitch...

The breaths of peace are far and few in between, now that their kittens are walking, talking, sneezing and coughing. They spend hours with Gentlestorm, testing new remedies or playing with the heavily scarred tom. Sunshinespot has gotten more and more used to him, too, though their words are...

He has to be quick with this brief endeavor - while some cats like Nightbird and Flamestar can handle a litter of five, he would rather not condemn his wife to such insanity for longer than necessary. They are meant to be in this together, unplanned or otherwise. That said, he wanted to find his...

His smile doesn't fade. Sunshinespot drapes his tail over her, and likely over a few wayward kittens, and muses a quiet, "Then we try again," in response. No use in trying to be perfect when more often than not, they're anything but. He cannot fathom Doepath being considered imperfect, of...

Sunshinespot lazes in a beam of light, kittens curled by his side. His lover is nearby, too, enjoying the burst of newly warm weather (all before temperatures drop again.) His tail draws along the spine of their littlest child, only a pawful of sunrises younger than her siblings, but still just...

The unrelenting chill keeps Sunshinespot in close proximity to his lover (amongst a pawful of other reasons.) He siphons her warmth whilst also doing his damnedest to ensure that the cold breezes don't reach her - yet all the same, she is uncomfortable. She never feels well, can never settle...

Foggy measures of space are taken up by new scents, new bodies. Sunshinespot hardly has the energy to ward them away from his gasping child, hardly the bandwidth to hiss or even greet. He's stayed up, alone, all night - he's listened to her screams and wants for air up until she decides her...

[ tldr sunboy kitted alone in the night because he feared making anyone face the loss of a queen 💃 he's alive and well just soooo so so insanely tired and scared ] [ @.sneezekit get borned silly ] [ @GENTLESTORM dont b mad i didnt want 2 bother u ] [ @doepath ࿔ +1 to our family ] Being alone is...

Sunshinespot feels the cold. It's unsurprising how it causes tremors in his paws, chattering in his exposed teeth, even. But there is no reprieve of warmth in the nursery - not anymore. Doepath had moved their, her four kittens selfishly tugging at her midsection whilst she recovers. The tom...

She cannot eat as often. Her stomach complains and writhes and twists, and Doepath only affords herself much of the bare minimum out of fear of wasting anymore. Sunshinespot has noticed this; experiencing similar difficulties (but far from the same,) and being so in close proximity to his wife...

It's the shouting that wakes him. He's a heavy sleeper, normally (and especially with his rounded belly to weigh him down,) but the discouraged wailing and arguing finally stir him in his nest. He's alone, which isn't uncommon - Doepath has been taking frequent naps within Gentlestorm's reach...

Sunshinespot wakes from his nest in the nursery alone; while not a common occurrence, it's not one that worries him too greatly. Doepath still hasn't leveled out with her symptoms like he has and often leaves for the dirtplace. It's sad, watching her suffer whilst he glides on by... But is there...

"Well, that isn' fair, now is it?" Sunshinespot returns to camp, admittedly out of breath from the short stroll. For all intents and purposes, his pregnancy has been... easy. Sure, the prey shortage and chill have caused some difficulty, but his internals are still alright. He never really got...

Should he be afraid? Ridicule used to settle so heavily on his shoulders. In his youth (which, admittedly, was not too long ago,) he used to fear the bullying of his peers. He was never quick or clever - strong, sure, but in the same way a badger or bear may be strong. A lumbering weight with...