private And I've fought time ✶ Doeblaze

Owlheart

Make me a bird of prey
Feb 11, 2024
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Nerves are bound so tight within Owlheart that she's worried that it might snap, that worry of course feeds into her nerves and the cycle truly feels never ending. She wonders how others do it, everyone makes expecting children easy. Granted she has nothing to really worry about, she's not the one carrying kits. Owlheart bleeds sympathies whenever she sees Oddgleam go through a particularly rough day, the tabby tries to do all she can for him but even then it doesn't feel like enough. There should be more that she's doing, it feels quite not right , maybe it's her own crushing weight of expectations having to deal with the fact that she's out of her element. Or maybe it truly is because she's not prepared enough, maybe she should be out catching more prey? Or figuring out more names? She's not sure how many discussions over names that they're supposed to have, so that might be it.

Crowsight is training Lionpaw today and Oddgleam is resting, she doesn't want to disturb or interrupt either of them. Instead she finds herself pacing absentmindedly around camp. A familiar voice dragging her from her third lap of the clan, ears perk up as she finally registers that Doeblaze had said something to her. "I'm sorry I was in my own head" she confesses with an awkward chuckle, blinking slowly at the older warrior. Maybe she would be a great cat to discuss her concerns with, maybe even names? Speaking with Cherryblossom about names hadn't gone so well, she winces a little at the thought of it.

This should be easier though right? This time she's not springing news on anyone nor does she personally have plans to name anyone after Doeblaze. She wonders if Crowsight does have any plans like that? She hadn't thought to bring it up. After a moment she decides to scrap the discussion of names, not knowing what to say she finds herself in an awkward limbo. Unsure of how much time had passed before she clears her throat. "Are you excited to be a grandmother?" There was a curiosity to know if Doeblaze was just as out of her element with these upcoming kits as she is.

"Has Crowsight discussed much about the kits with you?" The relationship between her mate and his mother was one that confused her, currently she wasn't sure what terms the pair seemed to be on. "Or Oddgleam?" They seem to be getting closer, sharing that experience that is being a queen seemed like a solid ground to form those bonds. Truly she just wanted to know how much the warrior knew before she rambled on and made a fool of herself.

// @DOEBLAZE
 
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" I said I brought you a jay. " Blue feathers spiral as Doeblaze sets the bird down and nudges it gently towards Owlheart's pacing form, settling back onto her haunches and scrubbing at a tangle in her pelt with one forepaw. If her restless legs and distant face are anything to judge by, the young warrior clearly has something on her mind.

She figures it'll work itself out given time, or out of her mouth, at least. Oh, it's the kits, she muses when Owlheart puts a few questions to her. Ones that dance around the topic, but don't quite hit on the nose. It's a fair concern; she'd worried incessantly over both her litters—still does, being honest.

" Yeah. Nervous, of course, but excited. Really excited. " A small smile crooks onto her muzzle in anticipation as she smooths her paw over yet another tangle. Really, she wonders why she bothers sometimes, it'll just get messed up again ... oh, right, Owlheart. " ... Not a lot, no, " she says delicately. The cracks in the ground on which she stands with Crowsight are mending, but still shaky. Shaky enough that she hasn't broached the topic of the upcoming kits on her own. Hopefully he still knows how proud of him she is.

" I've visited Oddgleam a few times, though. Poor thing. " A hoarse chuckle breaks out of her chest as she scrapes her paw over one ear to neaten the tufts of fur peeking from pink depths. " If your kits are anything like either of your littermates, poor Oddgleam's in for a rough time. I don't miss having kits the size of raccoons climbing all over me, I'll tell you that much. "
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