private falling pieces of sky | cranberry

[salmonshade]

Can you take Cranberry out for a day? i’m going to be really busy, and then they had hurried off before she even got a word in. Salmon remembers that she had stared after the place they disappeared, dejectedly and angry, before she had decided she had no choice. It’s not… surprising, that Ashsong dumped a child on her, but Salmon still isn’t exactly the happiest.

She leads Cranberrypaw out to where the river is the deepest, the least muddied- “Can you swim?” it’s grunted out, but she doesn’t wait for a response. “You’re going to learn today, if not.” she means it in a nice way but it comes out gruffer than intended and she makes no move to fix her tone. She draws to a stop and stares at the little thing before she adverts her gaze towards the water lapping at the shore. She takes in a deep breath despite the early signs of a headache prodding at her temples and forces the fur on her back to relax. She never was good with kits, after all… “Okay, what do you know?” her tail tip twitches as she tilts her head slightly, watching as shadows move beneath the surface. At least the fish still live here…
// @cranberrypaw

₊˚.༄ info

• // slightly short mobile post so sorry
• -> salmon ,, salmonshade
  -> cis female ,, she/her ,, 30 months
  -> warrior of riverclan ,, former marsh grouper
  -> fluffy & dainty chocolate tortie smoke with low white and blue eyes
  -> “speech, ff91a4” ,, thoughts
  -> lesbian ,, single
  -> smells like warm flowers & freshly cut grass
  

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