private forgo families, forgo friends ☾ Lily Pad

[LAKEMOON]

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. Tonight would be the first gathering Lakemoon has attended since Lilybloom's death. Ever since her conversation with Howlingstar, she had been little more than a pre-programmed shell, walking a line between despair and duty. Clanmates slip past her and spill into the pale-lit clearing, melting into the rest of the four clans. Lakemoon does not stay as an outlier, she moves like liquid through the back of the crowd. The rich scent of oak is almost stinging with how abrupt it is, but it prompts Lakemoon's attention away from the ground ahead and towards the source. Surprise glimmers in optics casted obsidian under the night sky when they connect to soft verdant, achingly familiar. "Mama." The word feels strange coming from her tongue, foreign. It probably looks strange. "It's been awhile." Social interactions had never been Lakemoons strongest skill, she cannot even muster a crack in her melancholic expression, it feels more bittersweet than she could withstand.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── SMELLING LIKE A BONFIRE ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ LOST IN A HAZE ──┐‎

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  LAKEMOON ☾ she/her, warrior of riverclan, 27 moons.
  ⭃ lanky blue tabby with low white and navy blue eyes and a slightly twisted right hind leg. A large facial scar stretches from her right brow to her left cheek, and another crosses at her chest and stretches down the length of her stomach.
  ⭃ daughter of Tempestmoon && Lilypad ࿏ sister to Wolfwind ࿏ mate to Lilybloom & mother to Snowkit, Graykit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[lily pad]

As Lakemoon approaches, Lily watches as Deerpaw slips away. She locks eyes with her daughter, eyes watering with longing. Oh, how she missed her. She knew they had had to separate. It had been for the best, but it still hurt, especially now, after the loss of Wolfwind. And the loss of Lilybloom... oh, her poor daughter. Lily Pad knew the pain. She had practically been a shell of a cat after Tempestmoon passed. "I'm so sorry for your loss, dear." She moves to press her cheek against Lake's. "I know it isn't easy." At least Lake has her little ones. Having Lakemoon and Wolfwind to focus her energy on had helped her so much after Tempestmoon, especially since she could see her in each of them. She hopes it's the same for Lakemoon.​

 

[LAKEMOON]

.·:*¨༺ ☾ ༻¨*:·. I'm so sorry for your loss, dear. Her mothers comfort is nearly achingly soothing, and Lakemoon tilts her temple into Lily Pads, shaded ears involuntarily tilting backwards. Her mothers empathy is a striking realization, of course Lily Pad would know Lakemoon's agony. A knot ties itself deep in the warriors stomach, and the long-limbed RiverClanner forces her head to tilt away, upright. "It has been, yes. My kits will be apprenticed this next moon." Perhaps you'll be able to meet them.
The thought goes unspoken, her children were still oblivious to their shared blood across the borders, Lakemoon feared confusing their young minds, making them judge her for the choice she made moons ago, too.
"I heard. About-" It's a chunk of ice in her throat, ripping its way to her tongue. "… Wolfwind." The news of her sisters death still had Lakemoon reeling most nights, she hadn't even been able to say goodbye. Guilt is an uneasy throb in her chest cavity. "Can I ask…" the tabby would never get the chance to speak with her littermate again, not in life. "Did she die resenting me." Her tone forgets to word the sentence as a question, as though she had already condemned herself to the worst answer. The answer that yes Wolfwind had never really forgiven her for choosing land over blood, for so willingly throwing herself into a battle filled with kin for her Clan. Lakemoon knew her sister well enough, much like Howlingstar, their conversations had always been friendly- familial, even- but there had always been a certain dismay behind the conversation. The frown on her maw is slight, but her brows are furrowed, a reflection of her apprehension, her sorrow.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── SMELLING LIKE A BONFIRE ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ LOST IN A HAZE ──┐‎

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  LAKEMOON ☾ she/her, warrior of riverclan, 27 moons.
  ⭃ lanky blue tabby with low white and navy blue eyes and a slightly twisted right hind leg. A large facial scar stretches from her right brow to her left cheek, and another crosses at her chest and stretches down the length of her stomach.
  ⭃ daughter of Tempestmoon && Lilypad ࿏ sister to Wolfwind ࿏ mate to Lilybloom & mother to Snowkit, Graykit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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