DRESSED FOR THE KILL \ flamestar

[THUNDERGLEAM]

She had been here, before... flowers bunched in her maw, shuffling to face verdant eyes, a ginger face. Shame clung to her, a coat of burrs- through snowy lashes, she watched the leader for a few moments. Her expression tried to find something resembling a smile- it was a feathery, feeble little thing, and crimson pupils wavered upon her, exhausted with grief. The blooms were not nearly as pretty as those from newleaf had been, either... they were the permafrost sort, dusky-blue, dressed with evergreen. They were flowers, nonetheless. More than ever it pained Thundergleam to recall it all- but she knew, knew, Flamestar liked flowers.

If it could not be prey... "Flamestar," she murmured, ghostly form drifting into the den. Brittle voice, it did not sound like her, not at all. She dipped her head- she watched the leader's face, her paws. There was no leap of claws.... no sting of punishment would strike her cheek, today. Oh, she would have to trust it.

How she hated this smallness- that he had cramped her into the smallest badger-den with his death, his body lying like a boulder atop of her, compressing her lungs and throat even now. "I brought these as... as an apology, for the... terrible mess I made, the other day." And she would not let tears come, not now... she merely bowed her head, placing stems on the gentle earth. ​

penned by pin ☾​

 

[Flamestar]

〔✦〕Green eyes blink as the snow pelted warrior entered her den. In her jaws were dusky-blue bloomed flowers, a bundle that had somehow escaped the wrath of Leafbare's withering frost. She flicked her tail for Thundergleam to join her deeper in, farther away from the cool breeze that entered through the mouth of the den. "Thundergleam." she responded quietly. Several sunrises had passed since the discovery of Thundergleam's father. She had been upset at first, and rightfully so she still believed. Trufflepelt had been the second of only three ever exiled cats in Thunderclan...Cinderfrost, himself, and Wrathpaw. His attempt on Howlingstar's life had almost succeeded, and in the heat of the moment, she had found herself wondering if that was why Thundergleam was here. Had Trufflepelt sent her to sabotage the clan? Was his death a part of her plan?

But as the days passed by, she found herself doubting those thoughts even more. When she had stared down at Thundergleam's sobbing figure, she had seen nothing but genuine pain...grief. Stormywing had jumped so fiercely to her defense, her gaze burning with such passion and certainty that it was still eating away at her doubt all these days later. "I brought these as... as an apology, for the... terrible mess I made, the other day." "Thank you." she began. "But I owe you an apology as well. I am sorry for how I acted the other day. I wanted to make sure that you were not a threat to Thunderclan." "I had no idea!" "I believe you...that you didn't know who he was. But it may take some time for your clanmates to trust you again. For those of us that knew him, it will be harder. But to judge you based on your parent would be unfair." After all, Baying Hound had two litters that lived here. Her eldest had grown into loyal, dependable warriors who she trusted with her life. The youngest were still learning, but she had faith that with time they would be just as dependable as their siblings.

no damsel in distress ( dont need to save me ) //

• ooc.
  
• FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 38 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle, will start & finish fights
  ★★★★★★★★★
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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