private HERE'S THE MOON, ITS ALRIGHT ❆ pinkshine

[FEATHERSPINE]

The cold of the day's hunting began to quiver still on the whorls of Featherspine's pelt; she had delivered a catch to the queens, and made some feeble attempt to interact with the kittens within the den, and felt tense not just from the threat of leafbare as she moved to Pinkshine's side. Closeness was sought, the sharing of their warmth- with the bite of the air, they needed it.

Prey was dropped to share between them, though slitted yellow eyes still wandered to the mouth of the nursery. Horned ears flicked, though he did not know what it was he was listening for. Click of his tongue, a thoughtful sound, her attention wandered to a stray flower threaded into Pinkshine's pelt. A memory of a failed suggestion struck him, instantly... he nearly winced at the recollection, though managed to keep his pupils steady.

There was a bit of humour in her voice when she murmured, "Have you b-b-been hanging out with Silk-kit again?" Pinkshine seemed to click easily, even wading through tougher times, with the company of kittens. It was her playful spirit, no doubt- that which he had once derided. Featherspine was grateful, truly, that bloodshed and his own whipping tongue hadn't pushed that spirit out of her. Where would she seek comfort in tough times then, if she were so fun-averse as himself?

A short breath of laughter left him. A sighing thing, with a fleeting smile accompanying. "I don't think she likes me," was murmured as if it was a secret, and yes, the memory of stark disagreement rang out. Humour twitched against the hard lines of her face ... though faded into something a little wistful as she added, "I don't... think I'm any g-good with kits, really." And would anyone think he even cared about that? Featherspine certainly did not anticipate the small twist of dismay that came with admitting it.

\ @PINKSHINE <3 ...for the family prompt​

✦ penned by pin​

 

[PINKSHINE]

Being in a good mood wasn't as easy as it had been with Sunstar around. She'd almost think that it never would be, if it wasn't a line of thinking she deliberately kind of avoids... But Featherspine helps her plenty. She's always there in that way she's been for Pinkshine's whole life, even when she was a complete grump. Things were a little different, now... Pinkshine wasn't dirty when their pelts touched. Her tail brushes his flank in this still-sorta-new-feeling way... Not like she never would have before, but she got it now. She got why.

Pinkshine trills her thanks, to her and StarClan both, for giving them a nicer Leaf-bare this time around. She didn't have to feel guilty about digging in straight away, or about the greedy swipe of her tongue across her lips. Featherspine's thinking about something, obviously. She knew so cause that's what Featherspine does. These days, Pinkshine's a little bit more like her, she guesses...

Oh! But Featherspine usually thought about big and important things, not about kits. Her ears perk. " How'd you know? " she squawks ( having completely forgotten about her earlier makeover ). She guesses she's been hanging around the nursery a little more lately... Was it that obvious, or was Featherspine just eagle-eyed? Well, she knew he was for sure. Was both possible? Her smile's a little wider now, and Featherspine's own still made her giddy the way it had the first time she'd seen it. Again, she gapes, " Really? " The following assertion... she couldn't let stand. No way. Not at all.

" I liked everyone when I was a kit! " she asserts. So, like, most kits probably thought the same! " Not liking someone feels so... blegh, y'know? Kits looove liking other cats! " She's sure! Pretty sure anyways. Pretty's enough for her.

" If I was a kit, " Pinkshine continues earnestly, and her tail would flick at her mate's flank once again. " I'd be thinking, "Featherspine is sooo tall!" " She was going to ignore that she still thinks this, sometimes... " And I'd think it's like, so unfair, but I'd get over it, y'know? " she giggles. " They usually do. " She knocks her head against her shoulder, hopes that it's comforting, though she'd accidentally said she'd also not like Featherspine if she was a kit, huh... Well obviously, that wasn't true... They had, like, moons of proof. " And I'd think... "I wanna be a great warrior like her someday!" "

For a moment, she stutters on a thought. Pinkshine blinks, wide eyed, as those moments pass. A calico head still at her mate's shoulder blade, looking for the yellow of his eyes, never once does her smile stutter. " You'd be a great, um, what d'you call it? " She pictures a kit, trying to make themselves stand the way Featherspine did. Maybe they'd try licking their fur the wrong way to give themselves spines... Pinkshine giggles. " A rolemodel."​