- Aug 1, 2023
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Sheepish and scabby - legged, he ducks into the medicine den, Claythorn's chastisement still ringing in his ears. The fiery - furred she - cat had stepped in to visit Beefang before he had, the monochrome warrior under hard orders from someone ( he was a little hazy, the vision - red kind, on the details ) to take some time and " cool off " before going in to see his sister. It was probably warranted, he realizes when he spots the red still spattering the pristine white of his leg—
—and then thought ebbs away when he catches sight of the smoky form collapsed in one of the nests, breaking into a brief sprint that ends with him at Beefang's side, odd eyes wide and nearly watery with relief when he sees that her lone amber one glitters with life.
" Beefang! " The tom exclaims in low tones, fighting the impulse to press his muzzle into the black curls that match his own, fearful of causing his sister further injury. He settles for laying with his paws tucked under him by the side of her nest, forgetting the barely - there pain ebbing through them from his small ( ish ) destructive spree outside. Husky voice a little choked, he manages " You're . . . alive. "
" I thought . . . " he trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought as he nestles himself as close to her nest as he's able without touching Beefang or hurting her any more. Cicadaflight tosses a repentant glance over his shoulder, towards where Moonbeam is busy at the other end of the den. " I'm lucky she let me in here at all, with how I was acting, " he mutters, managing a raspy chuckle.
// @BEEFANG !!
—and then thought ebbs away when he catches sight of the smoky form collapsed in one of the nests, breaking into a brief sprint that ends with him at Beefang's side, odd eyes wide and nearly watery with relief when he sees that her lone amber one glitters with life.
" Beefang! " The tom exclaims in low tones, fighting the impulse to press his muzzle into the black curls that match his own, fearful of causing his sister further injury. He settles for laying with his paws tucked under him by the side of her nest, forgetting the barely - there pain ebbing through them from his small ( ish ) destructive spree outside. Husky voice a little choked, he manages " You're . . . alive. "
" I thought . . . " he trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought as he nestles himself as close to her nest as he's able without touching Beefang or hurting her any more. Cicadaflight tosses a repentant glance over his shoulder, towards where Moonbeam is busy at the other end of the den. " I'm lucky she let me in here at all, with how I was acting, " he mutters, managing a raspy chuckle.
// @BEEFANG !!
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