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[robinheart]

A seldom moment of one on one time is gifted to the tortoiseshell queen and her middle born child. A son colored as bright as the setting sun, curled ears a mimicry of his starbound mother. Robinheart marvels at the pieces of herself and Brookstorm shining through their kits. She begins to understand Hazecloud’s words a moon ago - that she would see Brookstorm in the lives they created and that wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

“Redkit,” Robinheart whispers, making sure not to wake Algaekit and Rivuletkit, her warm gaze settled on her son. “Would you like to roll a mossball around with me?” It would be a game easy enough for the nestbound queen. She would only have to use a forepaw, keeping her hind leg as still as possible to help broken bones mend.

@Redkit ​

[ penned by kerms ]​

 

[Redkit]

Redkit, would you like to roll a mossball around with me?

His curled ears flick at the whisper of his mother as he glances over his shoulder to meet a citrine gaze. While the rest of his siblings slept, the young tom found himself wide awake and standing guard of his beloved family of three. He contemplates whether he should entertain himself and Robinheart or continue to defend his injured mother and baby sister. An gaze full of love is focused on him and he feels embarrassed, easily falling for his mother's request to roll a mossball with her.

“t'kay.” Redkit would respond as he gently pushes the moss ball towards his mother almost as aware to be gentle for her wounds. His long tail sways side to side as it lightly brushes the dirt on the ground in a sweeper fashion, attempting to hide his excitement.

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