private Here began all my dreams ⸙ Privetfrost

[Brackenscar]

She had been thinking about him, more often than usual as the weather turned cold. Thriftfeather's words stirred concern with her, they found that DuskClan would fall in due time but that meant that he would be alongside them, right? He had expressed some kind of yearning for WindClan, it seemed that their beauty wasn't enough to make him want to join. Maybe she's just not trying hard enough, but why do they care? They care because they must like him right? Her experience with romance isn't particularly long but the only example she really has of anything similar to this is what Bluefrost and Thriftfeather are experiencing. He joined for love, and care for her and their kits. She seemed to want him there too, presumably from that same love. So… She has to love him if they want him to be part of WindClan?

She hasn't thought about him as anything more than a friend until that fateful nights realisation, now she thinks about Privetfrost at any waking moment. Was the skip of the heart because she actually truly felt something or because of her determination for him to survive leaf bare? They're convinced it must be the former, they barely tolerate a lot of cats so to care about him must mean something deeper. They wander along the borders edge again in the light of day, not bothering to try and sneak out rather than just waltzing out of there.

She needed to clear her head, try and make some sense of this. There's something strange yet familiar on the border today, a strong scent of hawthorn. This had to be some kind of sign… Right? "Privetfrost!" She calls out expectantly, paying attention to what lurked behind tall grass and large rocks. A familiar dark pelt against the warm gaze of the sun, this may be one of the last times she's able to see him if he doesn't survive the colder weather. With swimming thoughts of love and concern in her mind they're quick to cross a border they've never crossed before.

Paws carry them to his side before she even realises that's what happened. "Why are you here?" they blink curiously, as their heartbeat dies down she realises just where they are. Beyond the safety of borders, with a frown they pause but can't find the words to say anything. "I'm glad you're here" they decide on saying instead, hoping to avoid the subject.

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  ooc. @PRIVETFROST come get this idiot
  
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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 11 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Scorchstreak | Formally mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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