- Mar 15, 2024
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There was a warrior among them who suffered, by the look upon her face... there was conflict misting green eyes, a sulkiness about her that Thundergleam certainly noticed. It was a telent of hers, to sniff out, and snuff out suffering ... and though she only knew how to end it truly in fledglings, she at least knew talking did some good. Alleviated some pain.
It was never guaranteed you would get any one cat to talk to you about their deepest worries, but there was no harm in checking, and no harm in asking. Some more standoffish cats would spike their fur up and bark at her to begone, and that was the way of the world, the direction in which it spun. Gentle paws picked their way over to the mottled femme, curiosity and a dusting of worry sprawled through pale eyes of rose. "Are you alright?" a soft question, light as sun through the clouds, just-slightly tentative. She wished not to press upon a bruise, after all. That would only worsen the pain.
\ @badgerstripe !
It was never guaranteed you would get any one cat to talk to you about their deepest worries, but there was no harm in checking, and no harm in asking. Some more standoffish cats would spike their fur up and bark at her to begone, and that was the way of the world, the direction in which it spun. Gentle paws picked their way over to the mottled femme, curiosity and a dusting of worry sprawled through pale eyes of rose. "Are you alright?" a soft question, light as sun through the clouds, just-slightly tentative. She wished not to press upon a bruise, after all. That would only worsen the pain.
\ @badgerstripe !
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