backwritten ACROSS THE RIFT | honeysplash

[CHRYSALISWING]

"My sister says the best bugs can be found around here... I think." Just past the Tallpine that scratched at the great sky lie a small grove, coated in coppices and shrouded by shadows, like it were a mere blink within the sprawling woodlands of the Skyclan territory. Many paths crossed just by it, weaving just around the thickets, unnoticeable and unseen by most. Surprisingly, Chrysaliswing had remembered Termitehum's words, or at least part of it. Heterochromatic gaze turned towards Honeysplash's form, with a relaxed sort of disposition uncharacteristic of the umbrage-plagued tomcat, as if no wraiths had clung to long, purling hair today. For the first time in seemingly forever, bristling fur lie flat and eyes rounded and softened. Chrysaliswing seemed to bathe in the scarrows, like he welcomed the cathartic release of the gloom rather than pushing it away inside of him, allowing himself the littlest grace of being with the cat he trusted the most. After some physical therapy, he had taken her to a place that even he had not ventured to in quite some time. It had not changed at all, it appeared. "Uh... What's your favorite insect?" Stupid question.

𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ⚠︎ 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦

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  —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
  —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
  —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
  —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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[Honeysplash]

-ˋˏ ༻❇༺ ˎˊ- Just past the Tallpine, just under the brush and into a grove. The black and ginger cat beside them voices something about their sister and they had been watching him pick at different insects. While they werent one for bugs all that much they liked listening to him talk about them though. It was interesting to say the least even if they wouldnt really touch an ant or a beetle themselves. They meet thesed golden and emerald gaze with their own soft, deep mossy colored ones and a smile dances acros a dual-toned face, "Termitehum always has so much knowledge on bugs! Shes like a walking bug queen" They muse happily. They miss Termitehum and wonder what shes up to recently briefly. They had been best friends for so long and now they hardly saw one another. It was saddening but they tried to not let it sour the mood and pushed it aside for now.

Honeysplash then moved to trot from where they stood in the grove to his side and her cream tabby tail briefly brushed his. They then blinked a few times at the question they were issued and tilted their head to the side. The young warrior wasnt sure to be honest if they had a favorite bug- but then they remembered one they had seen before in twolegplace, "Those white moths! Those are cool, i think theyre so pretty! Or maybe the orange and black butterflies? They count as bugs dont they?" They question back and furrowed their brow in thought for a moment.

Then delvoed into giggles and they teased him with, "Whats your favorite bug? A beetle? Maybe a misquito? Ants!" They crowed the last option loudly and laughed a little at themselves before bounding past him. Honeysplash bet he liked spiders or something like that too. He seemed to be just a bug person in general and she wondered if thats where Termitehum got all these facts about bugs. Was Chryasliswing the secret bug-keeper?

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Take your time Im only dying ⋅❁⋅ Patiently I kneel here dying ──┐‎

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  Honeysplash ✩ she/they/it, Warrior of Skyclan, 29 moons.
  ⭃ a lithe, short haired cream tabby and white patched cat with mossy green eyes
  ⭃ sister to Orangestar, Applefrost, Apricotflower and Cloudberrythorn // aunt to; Cherryblossom, Eggbounce, Tawnyclaw, Glimmersun // crushing on; Florabreeze & Chrysaliswing // mother to; Cloverkit, TBD
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by wolf ↛ @wolf_1997 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[CHRYSALISWING]

"Walking bug queen. Sure." Chrysaliswing glanced along the silhouettes of shadows, as though he would see his ghost of a sibling fluttering along the byways, with honey-amber glow like a will-o-wisp. With that lilting intonation of theirs, they had quite a keen eye for plucking out wonder from the chaos of nature. Chrysalis hardly troubled himself with scanning each and every part of the greenery, hoping to find such a meager thing as a bug through the mess. He didn't know how Termitehum picked out leaves from insects - to him, any slight of a wing was no more than a mere waver of a flit, the blink of an eye so easily discarded as a sweet nothing. It all seemed so trite to him, to see beauty within the winding tangles of the forest. If beauty wanted to be seen so badly, he reckoned that it would simply expose itself to him. As his companion listed off more insects that he had certainly seen before, the half-toned tom only nodded along, his wonder like the limb of a tree waving in an idle wind. Ugh, why are we even here...? I could be hunting for the clan right now. Though, now that he thought of it, he quite like the patterned black-and-orange butterflies. They kind of reminded him of himself...

What's your favorite bug? "Definitely not a mosquito. Those damn things always sting me, and I don't even know how they get in between my fur! They're wastes of space and I hate them." Vitriol in the form of a voice ranted to Honeysplash, his anger a vein ribbing at his throat, a constant ache at his chords that begged him to cough it out. Even the smallest of beings managed to earn his ire, for the blaze that blustered within him did not discriminate from friend to foe. He truly did not see any value in a creature that did nothing but suck the lifeforce out of everything around it. (How ironic.) "Beetles are kind of cool, I guess. I like the ones with the shiny, rainbow shells. Not the plain ones. Those are pretty boring. As for ants... Boring, too. All they do is run around. They can't even fly."

Suddenly, Chrysaliswing stopped in his tracks at a flash of iridescence in the corner of his eye, as though the motions of an airfoil sewing itself upon stilled air. On closer inspection, its patternings seemed symmetric and almost painted upon it, with long legs curling along its tendril of a path. A black and yellow spider hung from a thread of silk, and perhaps it surveyed its little world like a hawk of sailing gaze, as little and harmless as it seemed. He snorted, enough to slightly rock the arachnid from its position like a small pendulum. "Look. A spider. Do you know what kind it is?"

𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ⚠︎ 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦

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  —— CHRYSALISWING / He/They / 24 Moons
  —— Warrior of Skyclan / Mentoring n/a
  —— A long-haired tomcat with chimaeric patterning. His left side is fully black and his right side is black splotched with sunset-orange. He has complete heterochromia, with his right eye being a bright green and his left eye being a glowering yellow.
  —— Abrasive, temperamental, and critical. Approach at your own risk and engage at your own cost. Despite this, he is a hard worker and quick to call out what he finds wrong.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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