pafp 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝗕𝐔𝐓𝐄 ╱ 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑

[SUNNVAR]

Everything within him aches in stark contrast with everything else. He is as well as he will ever be again. Belly unfilled, eyes gaunt with sleeplessness, Sunstar still stands steady on his remaining legs and the stump of the last has healed fully. Aside from the jagged scars that splinter out from its end, his fur has grown back well enough. No longer is it enough to focus on understanding. Now he must test. Be it the grief that's plagued him or his incessant need to step away from it, pride blazes in the warrior's gaze as he stalks through camp. It is Firefang he sets his eyes upon. Her own burns are calmer now. Neither of them are as great as they once had been. With time, he thinks they can be better. He has every intention of putting that thought to work.

"Spar with me," he tells the warrior simply.

𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒 ╱ ( 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝗕𝐀𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐆 ) 〚 06.03 〛 🟒ᨒ

• ooc: please wait for @Firefang !!
• ↟ 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑.  ╱  AMAB  HE - HIM - HIS.  LEADER OF WINDCLAN.  ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆  ⋆̶̬́̀
  ————  a rogue brought to windclan in a search for greatness, one of sootstar's most loyal warriors turned into her downfall. with a mate and kits to worry about, and now nine lives from starclan with a missing limb, windclan's leader has a lot to prove.
  
  
  
  a large chocolate and white rosette tom with seaglass eyes. the first thing many see when looking at sunstar now is not his proud posture or un-windclan build, but the scarred stump that remains of his front left leg. a wound that would have killed most other cats took one of his lives; not even starclan could repair it.

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[Firefang]

She'd been fortunate her leg had healed as well as it had; she could've lost it to infection as much as she hated to admit it Wolfsong was capable or maybe he'd just been lucky she couldn't really tell. Was it normal though? It didn't feel the same anymore, there was a fuzziness to every touch that grazed it and she felt she didn't run as fast anymore. She'd hoped it was because she was babying it but she'd know for sure moons from now. But she had it, as rugged and nasty as it looked it was still apart of her body. Sunstar didn't have the privilege; she'd seen him at his most vulnerable and had watched him heal but there was a stark contrast between them. Made so evident by the stump that used to be the leaders leg, she wondered how he'd cope, if he'd ever again be able to run much less fight.

He stands tall but he's a pale shadow of the lion he'd once been but maybe this would inspire that ferocity within him once more. If he was anything like her he'd adjust, they had no choice be it adjusting to their injuries or to the brand new world they'd been ushered into now charred and scarred as it was. She stands up and meets his challenge, he holds himself high and she would do the same puffing up her chest and lifting her tail high confidentially. She wouldn't go easy on him, wouldn't treat him like a kit; after everything he'd - they'd - put the moors through he deserved that much. He would never adjust, would never get better if he was treated gently she knows he wouldn't shatter into pieces. Knows that even if he's beaten he would strive to become stronger, he had no choice and she'd expect nothing less. If he was their leader he needed to rise to the challenge.

"Let's hope you're remaining paws are more sturdy than your lost one" she'd say, i was expected at this point for her to goad her opponents but she doesn't hiss or yowl. Maybe she did hope he'd be able to stay on his paws Windclan needed him to stand tall. With little deliberation she charges at him, she looks to be going for his left side but before she could meet it she veers she attempts to shoulder him roughly on his right.

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  Firefang ✩ She/Her, Warrior of Windclan, 24 moons
  ⭃ Black tabby she-cat with amber eyes. former-loyalist of Sootstar, Moorunner.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Kedamono ↛ @legmeatt on discord, feel free to dm for plots. ​

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[WOLFSONG]

──ᨒ↟↟ᨒ↟ᨒ↟↟ᨒ── No. Absolutely not. Wolfsong had not delivered his mate from the flames to spar with Firefang while still recovering and adjusting to his body's new range of motion. Even if Sunstar does not speak to him, does not look at him if he can avoid it, and often spurns even sharing the same vicinity, Wolfsong refuses to watch such an exercise in futility. He understands his pride, and he knows being a strong warrior has shaped his identity for years, but this is not the way to recover dignity. This is more a punishment than anything, and that, too, is completely unacceptable.

As Firefang starts forward, Wolfsong throws himself between the pair with a wordless growl, and it is Sunstar, not Firefang, whom he faces with a clenched jaw. "You will stop this foolishness. Your body is not ready— you would run before you have yet finished walking." Though, he does not expect Sunstar's gratitude, or acceptance of his concern; if anything, he does not doubt he will fight him in this.
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WOLFSONG of WINDCLAN FORMER ROGUE TURNED MEDICINE CAT. 42 MOONS, HE/HIM, NPC X NPC. MATES WITH SUNSTAR (07/05/2023). BIOGRAPHY, PINTEREST, & PLAYLIST.

medicinal expertise med. part ii med. part iii med. part iv

• — ★★★☆☆ WOUNDS: You're (mostly) in safe paws. You'll know if he's less experienced if he asks for your permission to try a treatment. No wound can scare him away from knowledge.
  — ★★★☆☆ INFECTION: He can prevent most infections. If you feel feverish, let him know; he'll hum thoughtfully over herbs and sniff your wound before saying, "With your blessing..."
• — ★☆☆☆☆ ACHES & PAINS: If you complain to him of pain, he'll ask where. If it's a headache, you'll likely feel a bit better. For anything else, "Try this, if you'd like, and tell me how you feel."
  — ★☆☆☆☆ BROKEN BONES: At best. he can ask you to remain lying down in the den. He may try to distract you with conversation while he considers what herb to feed you.
• — ★★★★★ TRAVELING HERBS: Going somewhere? No worries; Wolfsong knows just what you need to stay hale and healthy during your journey. The rest is up to you.
  — ★★★☆☆ KITTING: Thanks to Starlingheart and his own pregnancy, he's better prepared for the arrival of kits, but any complications will need a little faith and a lot of luck.
• — ★☆☆☆☆ POISONS: It's best if you avoid eating anything unfamiliar to you— it's probably just as unfamiliar to Wolfsong. The best he can do is offer you yarrow and sit with you.
  — ★★☆☆☆ ILLNESS: If it's white or greencough, you'll likely recover. Otherwise, prepare for odd concoctions and the usual request that you consent to a little trial-and-error.

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