- Aug 24, 2024
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༺♡༻ Onyxpaw felt like a firecracker. Her pelt burned even in the cold of leafbare, every inch of her alight. Everything was wrong. Her dad never returned, and it cracked her mother open like shattered ice. Her litter were apprenticed, and it wasn't nearly as joyous as it should have been. Otterbite was supposed to mentor her, he wasn't supposed to die. She grits her teeth, trapping those firesparks from the world. She won't shut down. She won't let herself be held back by this or anything.
Onyxpaw drags her new nest away from her siblings, shunted to the back like all new apprentices are. She won't stand for it. She's going to make herself known, stand strong as she knows her bloodline must. She will steal that shattered frost Claythorn's eyes, snatch the dying embers of Otterbite's fire. She will keep moving forwards, no matter what it takes. A broad shoulder bumps into an unassuming denmate. "Can you, like, scooch a bit? I'm trying to put my nest here." By the entrance, front and center. Best spot in the den. It should be hers, because she has the fire to claim it. "And no, I'm not going to the back. Don't even try to argue, okay? I need sunlight for my beauty naps - or I'm going to start biting ears off. Got that?" Words spill from her maw before the other apprentice can even protest, eyes steely and voice dismissive. She will make herself known, whether her denmates like it or not.
Onyxpaw drags her new nest away from her siblings, shunted to the back like all new apprentices are. She won't stand for it. She's going to make herself known, stand strong as she knows her bloodline must. She will steal that shattered frost Claythorn's eyes, snatch the dying embers of Otterbite's fire. She will keep moving forwards, no matter what it takes. A broad shoulder bumps into an unassuming denmate. "Can you, like, scooch a bit? I'm trying to put my nest here." By the entrance, front and center. Best spot in the den. It should be hers, because she has the fire to claim it. "And no, I'm not going to the back. Don't even try to argue, okay? I need sunlight for my beauty naps - or I'm going to start biting ears off. Got that?" Words spill from her maw before the other apprentice can even protest, eyes steely and voice dismissive. She will make herself known, whether her denmates like it or not.
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"SPEECH"
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♥ an elegant blue and black molly with a thick mane around her neck.
♥ headstrong and vain, always hungry for attention.
♥ claythorn xx otterbite, sister to dark-kit, sparrowkit, eelkit, & dropletkit
♥ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
♥ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.