- Jun 1, 2023
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- 7
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It's been a handful of days since the boars were first spotted in the forest, and even less since the wind had abruptly stopped. It's been... two months since she lost her two children, two months since Crystalkit was left the only survivor. It has been even longer since she had first gotten together with Sunflash (short was their departure from each other), and even longer since she had aimlessly followed Ember to begin Thunderclan. Tansyshine settles in to the earth below with a keening sigh. Her mind always tends to wander to past actions these days, specifically when Crystalkit slumbers away in the nursery. She finds herself always searching for something that she could have done differently, something that would have unleashed Starclans ire upon her. She searches and searches, but she did not kill. She obeyed every word they said.
A pale gaze surveys the camp as she lays, the sun feeling anything but warm against her fur. It's suffocating, really, and she has to shift in her position to rid herself of the sick feeling it brought. She tries not to drown in her grief, but she finds solace as she watches Lily Pad emerge from a den. It's like something switches in her head as she rises to her paws, dipping down in a stretch as she prances forwards, feeling infinitely lighter in her skin. "Lily," she greets warmly, a light trill in her voice as she stops in front of the other girl.
They've bonded more recently than ever before, both suffering losses, and perhaps thats why Tansy feels so at peace with her. They know what each other are going through, Tansy did not have to mask the grief she felt. "Care to share a squirrel? I... saw a big one on the freshkill pile." and truthfully, when she had first emerged from the nursery today, she did not care enough to eat. "Whitelion taught me a game a couple days ago..." she'd murmur, ears swiveling back, gauging if Lily Pad would like to hear about it.
// @lily pad
A pale gaze surveys the camp as she lays, the sun feeling anything but warm against her fur. It's suffocating, really, and she has to shift in her position to rid herself of the sick feeling it brought. She tries not to drown in her grief, but she finds solace as she watches Lily Pad emerge from a den. It's like something switches in her head as she rises to her paws, dipping down in a stretch as she prances forwards, feeling infinitely lighter in her skin. "Lily," she greets warmly, a light trill in her voice as she stops in front of the other girl.
They've bonded more recently than ever before, both suffering losses, and perhaps thats why Tansy feels so at peace with her. They know what each other are going through, Tansy did not have to mask the grief she felt. "Care to share a squirrel? I... saw a big one on the freshkill pile." and truthfully, when she had first emerged from the nursery today, she did not care enough to eat. "Whitelion taught me a game a couple days ago..." she'd murmur, ears swiveling back, gauging if Lily Pad would like to hear about it.
// @lily pad
"speech"