- Jun 7, 2023
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It had started with a black sun, swallowing the light as an omen for things to come. Next, it had been a fire, ravenous as a hound, taking most of what he had loved about WindClan. Next came a plague, threatening the lives of all those harebrained enough to remain close to the sick. Sunstar. Scorchstreak. Cottonsprig. Any prophet could see them as the founder of the moorland's misery, perhaps even that StarClan feared their destruction enough to grant them something they did not deserve - a chance to speak with the ancestors. His 'concerns' had likely not reached the ears of his children, but then again, neither had WindClan's depression. He did his best to make their lives as perfect as possible, a reward for unconditional love, though, he knew in a few moons time, his control over such things would wane, and it would be up to his little ones to navigate the lies of their mentors and see reason. But worries did not grace the chimera's mind that day.
As he prowled back into camp, flower stems pinned between his teeth, little held his attention other than pride in his home, the very kingdom he would be set to rule once the stars aligned for him. Wordlessly, he shifted towards the Nursery's entrance, gentle nudging Heatherkit with a paw. She was the first of his children he saw, so she would get the lesson first - though, he would not be opposed if others remained just past his vision. If the point looked up towards him, he would smile. The tom lowered his head, settling the bouquet onto the ground. Within his grasp had been four different flowers: a long stem with small purple blooms bundled upon it, a white flower with star-shaped petals, a pink flower shaped like a bird and a long grass with yellowed seeds at its tip. He watched in silence as he invited the other to examine them, sincerity gripping at his heart. 'If these are to mine by right... one day... they will be yours too.' With that in mind, it was important for her to know exactly what they were. He cleared his throat to get her attention. "Can you guess which one you were named after?"
@heatherkit