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⁺˚⋆。°✩₊ After another long sleepless night, Flamewhisker found herself padding towards her Leader's den. The question she had would probably be shot down, but she wanted to ask given the off chance Howlingstar would agree. She had walked this path not too long ago, but she had learned to control her grief a little more since talking to the other tabby in private. Some days were worse than others, but today she was doing alright. Though...she wasn't sure how she would be doing later if her idea was approved. But she needed to do this, for her kits. Even though she wouldn't admit it, it killed her to watch the fathers of the other queen's kits visit, or take their kits out to play. Even though she hadn't asked him, Falconheart had stepped up to the mantle and tried to fill that gap. The kits loved that their big brother was so involved, but he wasn't their father.
She paused outside of the den, forcing whatever scraps of confidence still survived within her to come back to the surface. These past few moons she had been a shell of her former self, a puppet in a lifeless body. Howlingstar surely wouldn't allow her plan if she thought she couldn't handle herself. "Howlingstar?" she called out before padding in after she was invited inside. The deputy dipped her head in greeting, before sitting down in front of the older molly. She appeared to have healed from her injuries, thankfully. The leader had been camp bound for a long time after losing two lives so close to each other. With Raccoonstripe's latest trespassing, she was sure the leader had plenty of other things on her mind, so hopefully she wouldn't be too taken aback by what she was about to ask. "I apologize if you were busy...but I wanted to ask something." She paused, shuffling her paws momentarily in the soft dirt. The queen took in a deep breath, then slowly let it fall. "I would like to ask for permission to bring my kits to visit their father's grave." Kits were not allowed outside of the camp, that law was not unknown to her. However, the graves were very close to the camp, and she was sure that her kits would behave once they learned the severity of where they were going.
She paused outside of the den, forcing whatever scraps of confidence still survived within her to come back to the surface. These past few moons she had been a shell of her former self, a puppet in a lifeless body. Howlingstar surely wouldn't allow her plan if she thought she couldn't handle herself. "Howlingstar?" she called out before padding in after she was invited inside. The deputy dipped her head in greeting, before sitting down in front of the older molly. She appeared to have healed from her injuries, thankfully. The leader had been camp bound for a long time after losing two lives so close to each other. With Raccoonstripe's latest trespassing, she was sure the leader had plenty of other things on her mind, so hopefully she wouldn't be too taken aback by what she was about to ask. "I apologize if you were busy...but I wanted to ask something." She paused, shuffling her paws momentarily in the soft dirt. The queen took in a deep breath, then slowly let it fall. "I would like to ask for permission to bring my kits to visit their father's grave." Kits were not allowed outside of the camp, that law was not unknown to her. However, the graves were very close to the camp, and she was sure that her kits would behave once they learned the severity of where they were going.
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FLAMEWHISKER ✩ she/her, deputy of thunderclan, 32 moons, ages on the 20th
⭃ LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
⭃ widowed mate toflycatcher/ / mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, sparrowpaw, sunkit, mothkit, scorchedkit, and squirrelkit
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
⭃ will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
⭃ link to toyhouse
⭃ penned by Icey ! ↛ @icefang65 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.