camp Dear Theadosia ☮ Promt; short post thread

[Silverbreath]

*+:｡.｡ With a heavy sigh, Silverbreath plops onto the chilly floor of Riverclan's camp, too (dramatically) exhausted to finish the trek to the warrior's den. Another patrol, another failure. Perhaps today was just particularly unlucky for Silverbreath, but he was quickly becoming afraid that it was becoming a trend. What was he to do if he couldn't bring enough food for all those who needed it, especially knowing only the queens, kits and elders would get to sleep full while his own mate and daughter...

He sighed, rubbing a paw over his eye as he tried to dispel that line of thinking. It'd already gotten him into trouble once.

Besides, could he be so upset about it? Blinking open his eyes, he'd watch with a warm fondness as Lichentail's kits mewled within the nursery. He strained his ears to listen to the sound, relieved to hear each voice ring out with strength and health. He couldn't wait to formally meet them himself. Maybe the two wouldn't mind letting Silverbreath babysit? Oh what he wouldn't give to play eel-slide again with kittens tinier than his paw!

"AUGH! I miss being a nursery dad!" he cried into the quiet, cold air. Resting his chin on his paws, he'd wave his tail as he hopes to glimpse one of the little bundles of joy through the den's reeds, wondering if they'd started sprouting personalities yet. He remembered when Carp-paw was but a little worm, how sweet and fiesty she'd become when she learned how to walk. "When they learn how to walk is the best time" he cooed to no-one in particular. Just reminiscing.

*+:｡.｡ Updated 12/15/23

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  GENERAL:
  ☮ Silverbreath
  ☮ DMAB— He/Him — Bisexual
  ☮ 35 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
  ☮ Father to Carp-paw, Mentoring Goldenpaw
  ☮ Riverclan — Warrior
  
  
  
  
  
  
  COMBAT:
  ☮Physically hard | mentally hard
  ☮ Attack in bold #7d7d7d
  injuries: None currently

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[DAWNSTORM]

die with memories , not dreams .
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Dawnstorm had settled down near the other when he cried out, startling the warrior, nearly choking on the piece of prey he found after nosing through the freshkill pile. Roundish hues staring at Silverbreath, willing his hackle to fall flat against his spine. Oh.

“You miss it?” He blinked, maw parted to let out an unwelcoming yawn, brows drawn together in mild annoyance, but otherwise fell into a familiar expression of disinterest. Nursery dad? His helm tilted subconsciously, staring at Silverbreath in confusion. Another question rose, but thought better of it, swallowing it down. “Do you want the rest?” He asked helplessly, gesturing toward the sorry excuse of a fish. ​

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thought speech​

 

[salmonshade]

Salmon had just laid down to start grooming out her pelt with Silverbreath plops down, her tongue catching on her fur in annoyance as she hears a complaining cry. Her ears swivel back in displeasure, sucking in a quick breath to calm herself before she flicks an ear. "Well, too bad. Its leaf-bare. You can miss it all you want in newleaf." she disguises it as a joke but they really didn't need another litter of kits. Oddly enough, she finds herself fine with the litter Hazecloud and Lichentail had but any more and she'd probably start biting her fellow clanmates. She was already out nearly everyday running herself ragged trying to hunt; she finds herself remembering Riverclans last leafbare and a shudder moves across her back.

Salmon has nothing left to add to the conversation, and certainly is no mother of herself, so she falls silent and resumes her grooming.

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  -> salmon ,, salmonshade
  -> cis female ,, she/her ,, 34 months
  -> warrior of riverclan ,, former marsh grouper
  -> fluffy & dainty chocolate tortie smoke with white, blue eyes
  -> "speech, ff91a4" ,, thoughts
  -> lesbian ,, single
  -> smells like warm flowers & freshly cut grass
  -> chibi by pin

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