private ANGEL IN THE SNOW [✦] weedkit

[GREENEYES]

When all is said and done and he finally has the time to breathe, it's somewhere near the nursery’s fallen tree where Greeneyes finds himself laying. He should rest, should eat, but he can’t find the means for either just yet, even if lost eyes remained locked on the mouse he’d carried over, now laid between white-capped paws.

Blazestar is dead. Greeneyes carried him home from the scene of the Wind-born crime. Bobbie is injured, left to heal in the depths of the medicine den. Another is dead too: the killer, a face he’s never met, though looked hardly older than Falconpaw. And he swears he can still feel the pressure of ragdoll’s form against his shoulders, swears he can still feel the drying blood his fur is now free of.

The patrol loops in his head — its path, its discovery. The tom tries to find a solution to a problem he’ll never be able to solve, tries to find a way they could’ve found them earlier. Maybe they could’ve caught onto the scent of the intruder first and cut him off from his plan. Maybe they could’ve saved Blazestar and Bobbie, maybe they could’ve been happy and together still.

A presence shakes him from his thoughts, and his gaze lifts to search for it. It’s at the entrance of the nursery that he finds sky-blue eyes staring back at him, and Greeneyes swiftly brings a smile to his face — pained and forced, but a smile nonetheless. Anything for his kin.

“ I see you, Weedkit, “ he tells his nephew, a flick of his tail motioning for the black and white kit to sit beside him, “ What’s up, cariño? Everything okay? “ ​

✦ ABOUT

• // @weedkit
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  GREENKIT ‣ GREENPAW ‣ GREENEYES
  ── Lead Warrior of SkyClan
  
  ── Daisyflight x Raven Ramble
  ── AMAB; He/Him
  ── A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
  ── Mentored by Sheepcurl; Currently mentoring Falconpaw
  ── "Speech"; Attack​

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[weedpaw]

𓆝 . ° ✦ He hadn't meant to be staring, but it's an awfully unusual habit the kit has developed since being allowed to venture outside of the nursery. Often, he's just is simply observing- watching his clanmates of all age and rank interact and go about their activities- though he might seem critical or brooding to many. He starts when Greeneyes calls him out, and he breaks his blue gaze away from the lead warrior's own green one.

"You seem um..." Weedkit starts, but his words trail off. They become dusted on a breeze which blows through SkyClan camp between himself and his uncle. What does Greeneyes seem to Weedkit? He tries to think of what things he would normally say about Greeneyes: that he is happy, helpful, fun. He hasn't been any of those things since the dreaded scene only a few sunrises ago. Weedkit, too, had been shaken by such things- unshielded in all the loud chaos that had erupted in camp.

"...Different," Weedkit decides on a word finally. He hesitates when Greeneyes gestures for him to sit beside him- unsure what to think of the tomcat's change in demeanor- but ultimately, he goes to join his uncle. The little black and white kit looks up at Greeneyes, his brow knitted and analyzing. Then, he decides to ask Greeneyes a question, trying to resolve something which usually dismays him as he tries to figure out what's happened: "Are you hungry?"

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  WEEDKIT — HE/HIM ･ 1 MOONS, 3 WEEKS ･ SKYCLAN KIT ･ PENNED BY CARAT!

  longhaired black tomcat with low white spotting. born 11/9/23 and ages realistically 1 week every Thursday. Follow along with his growth here!

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[GREENEYES]

Greeneyes attempts to keep an encouraging smile as the black and white speaks, as Weedkit’s sentence pauses as the young kit searches for his words. You seem… different, his nephew ultimately says — a sentiment that ultimately causes the tugging expression on his maw to falter.

“ Different? “ Greeneyes echoes, a blink following. The lead warrior supposes he’s been acting different in the wake of everything, with his lack of sleep and lack of appetite in the mix. But for his grief to be so prevalent that his youngest kin notices? It makes his heart sink even further. He doesn’t want Weedkit to be sad that his uncle is sad — is different. But how does one explain to a kit so young what happened? How does one explain the gravity of it all?

“ Well… “ the red tabby starts with a slow breath, his voice gentle as he searches for his own words, “ Things are… different right now, cariño. Sometimes that happens, where things change, and then you feel different too. But, things will get better soon. “ He promises, for his nephew’s sake.

He shifts to allow the kit some room as he settles beside him, and it’s the boy’s question that garners a small laugh from him — perhaps the first since his patrol’s discovery. Are you hungry?

Greeneyes looks to the mouse in front of him. “ Maybe just a little, “ he says before taking a small bite. Doubting he’ll be able to finish the prey himself today, the tom nudges the mouse toward the child. “ Do you want a bite? “ ​

✦ ABOUT

• // sorry for how late this is! just wanted to get another post in —
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  GREENKIT ‣ GREENPAW ‣ GREENEYES
  ── Lead Warrior of SkyClan
  
  ── Daisyflight x Raven Ramble
  ── AMAB; He/Him
  ── A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
  ── Mentored by Sheepcurl; Currently mentoring Falconpaw
  ── "Speech"; Attack​

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