private 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒 ╱ 𝗕𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐓

[SUNNVAR]

He'd held in his heart the very essence of a cornered beast. The violent lashing of an animal not accustomed to fear, and all of its vulnerable rage. All who dared press too close against his injury were met with claws and fangs both, but Snakehiss — for a reason unknown to him, he had spared him. As close as he had ever been to such a thing, at least. He did not enjoy the concept of it. Forgiveness stood as an insurmountable cliff face, and he had no desire to scale it. But ignorance. . . that is a far simpler accomplishment. To turn a blind eye as he had for so long. To hope against hope that wounds would knit without his conscious effort. For Sunstar did not have a gentle touch. He was harsh in all things. Even the good that he held within him was wielded like stone. His charisma bounded down the mountainside to crush all before it.

This– this, he managed poorly. The leader stumbles into conversation like thunder. By the heather wall where Bluefrost works silently in her repairs, he says shortly: "Which of her children do you think she favored, in her final moments?"

⋆ 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄  ╱╱ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝗕𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋 〚 04.17.2024 〛 𖤓ᨒ

• OOC. —
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  SUNSTAR. WINDCLAN LEADER.  ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆
  ——– AMAB HE - HIM - HIS ╱╱ 4+ YEARS OLD.

  NPC x NPC,. MATE TO WOLFSONG; FATHER TO ONE LITTER WITH HIM. MENTORING RIVEPAW.
  
  TH ╱╱ A LARGE, SCARRED CHOCOLATE AND WHITE ROSETTE TABBY TOM WITH SEAGLASS EYES

• "speech"

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[BLUEFROST]

Her paws are tangled in heather and gorse, and she feels as trapped as a mosquito caught in a spider’s web as the WindClan leader approaches her. She smells his anger like a storm, and she flinches from his onset as though he might strike her with lightning. She’d been a fool to follow Snakehiss into his wavering rant, but part of her still wonders if she’s become a coward twice over for refusing to defect with him. The thing is—the thing is, she believes Sootstar walks elsewhere, not in StarClan, and who knows if there is pleasing a phantom with half-rotted eyes, a pelt that hangs off of her in clumps?

Sunstar seems to read her mind. His voice is harsh, barking. Bluefrost pauses, heather dropping to her paws unceremoniously. “Which of her children do you think she favored, in her final moments?” Bluefrost’s lower lip trembles, though she does not relent. She meets Sunstar’s sky-colored gaze with rebellion. “Not me. Is that what you wish to hear? She cursed me with her last breath, even as I cried for her.” The tremor in her voice embarrasses her, though she does not let her gaze waver.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: —
• 
• Bluekit . Bluepaw . Bluefrost, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 16 moons old, ages realistically on the 14th.
  — mentored by Sootstar ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — windclan warrior. sootstar x weaselclaw, gen 2.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh blue and white she-cat with emerald eyes. aloof, dignified, poised, haughty, composed, distant.
  
  

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