private if i had to touch feelings 》FIREFLYGLOW

[KITESTORM]

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Kite approaches friendship with a clashing combination of delight and disquiet; there is always the prickling feeling that any friendships made in the clan won't last very long. But with no friendships, no connections outside of Florabreeze, Kite is sure loneliness may consume them. There is a haze of disconnect that Kite feels which in turn creates a hunger for belonging and companionship- though they have found this in a much deeper capacity in Florabreeze, Kite feels an expectation to expand their horizon. Suffice to say, they attempt to befriend all those who imply any sort of interest in themself... or more accurately, Kite must bend head over heels in order to make it be known they'd like to be spoken to in the first place. They believe it to be a curse, their impassive facial expressions.

"Fireflyglow?" Pressing through the narrow entrance to the medicine den, Kite's olive hues flicks across the dim cave to find the burly tom sorting through some herbs. They linger at the entrance and bites their lip, short ears flicking uncertainly. It was there first time beneath the hazel bush and it felt as though they were just padded into the beast's lair. The beast being Dawnglare, who gratefully was not in at the moment as Kite was sure to make sure the waspish tom was out of camp.

"I'm not injured," Kite adds, sauntering closer to the young tom. They do not attempt to mimic one of Florabreeze's dazzling smiles or no futile attempt to pitch their voice higher to appear more upbeat and friendlier; there'd be no such exhausting acts of approvals around Fireflyglow.

"How... are you?" Kite asks, their small head tilting curiously as they take a deep inhale of the herb-laden air. The inky tabby keeps a safe distance from the seal point but they're sure their nervous energy could be felt. Fireflyglow's first words have weighed heavily on Kite: 'The next time they show up, make sure your clanmates are there to have your back and then drive them out. It was a truth Kite needed to hear in the moment and now Kite feels this ever more important as the day of their own warrior ceremony approaches. "Could I... loiter in here for a little?"

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• || takes place sometime after this thread and before any current big events! @Fireflyglow
• — black tabby with a small stature and compact muscles ; TAGS
  — 39, ages every 21st
  — they/them ✧ mate to Florabreeze
  — speech
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Fireflyglow]

There is a certain peace, being able to enjoy ones solitude in the medicine den. In the moments of Dawnglare's absence, there is peace. A quiet which creeps upon ones bones, the whispers of a soft wind kissing the mouth of the medicine den. It is disrupted momentarily by a body blocking the door, and Fireflyglow lifts his head when his name is called. He turns his head, ghostly blues staring owlishly in the direction of the voice. Was that Kite? Yes, ah.. It must be.

"You may." Fireflyglow chuckles softly, rising to his paws to wander over to Kite's side. He is a massive force in this den, head lowered to his shoulders as he takes what few paw steps needed. "If you are not injured, does that mean you just seek my company?" Fireflyglow asks with a teasing grin, shoulder blindly bumping into Kite's own. "Apologies-" He muttered, before putting some space between the two.

"If it is not an ailment of the body.. Could it be an ailment of the heart, that causes you to wonder to my den? Or is it truly, really just an ache for friendly company?" He asks curiously, kneading his massive paws into the ground.​

SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT ✦ 26 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS​

 

[KITESTORM]

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Kite dims eyes wander through the den and settles upon what they presume to be Fireflyglow's nest (as it is strewn with white fur shed by him), and then their gaze flicks to Dawnglare's nest. Where are you? It's a question on all of their minds but Kite can see it must weigh on the Fireflyglow's mind the most. Their public quarrel faintly reminded Kite of many they'd have with their siblings but they can not help doubting the Dawnglare is the kind to 'forgive' as easy. "Company," Kite admits in a soft murmur, though their mind remains focused elsewhere. A solid shoulder bumps against their own and they're pulled from their introspection.

"...you're okay!" It is not often others initiate physical contact with Kite first, usually they must restrain themself from being too direct for fear of overstepping anyone's boundaries. Though they quickly realize it was just a mistake and so they remain a tail length away, not wanting to crowd the tom in his own home.

The dark tabby settles on their haunches and twists their tail nervously. They murmur, "Not ailment of the heart... my heart is perfectly healthy, now more than ever-" Kite adds the final bit with a subdued chuckle. "Truthfully, I am here for friendship... yes." The round head of Kite inclines slightly as they size up the seal point- an old, unbreakable habit- and they can not help but think he would have made a formidable warrior, and opponent.

"Did you always have... aspirations to be a healer? Were you called upon by..." They pause uncertainly and searches for the right words. "Were you chosen or had you been called upon by Starclan...? I hear they do that sort of thing... Curious things." Curious things, Kite believes the entire concept of these forest clan's ancestors dappling the night sky to be peculiar (and slightly unsettling) but the superstitious cat cannot help but already be entirely devoted anyways.

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• — black tabby with a small stature and compact muscles ; TAGS
  — 39, ages every 21st
  — they/them ✧ mate to Florabreeze
  — speech
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Fireflyglow]

If Kite had said something about the momentary closeness, Fireflyglow definitely didn't mind it. He was cuddly with all of his clanmates, but as of late he'd been much more careful not to be too clingy. With the threat of illness just around the corner, he was nervous something could go wrong. He shakes out his pelt.

Kite's question is met with a thoughtful hum, a small smile on his face as he remembers his appointment as medicine cat fondly. "I was originally a Warrior's apprentice. My mentor was Huckleberry." He responds with a shrug of his shoulders before continuing, "I wanted to be a Warrior so bad, but it definitely wasn't easy to train. I hadn't even gotten to combat training before I got greencough. Dawnglare kept treating me even though I was pretty close to dyin'." He scratches behind his ear idly. "I.. Guess Dawnglare took that as some sort of omen, that I was meant to be his apprentice. That She had noticed my potential to be something more."

Fireflyglow lifted his gaze to the sky, blind blue eyes blinking as if they could see the stars past the blue tint of atmosphere. "Bein' a medicine cat was never my plan. But I don't regret it for a moment. I'd like to think I'm doing pretty well at it, don't you agree, my friend?" Fireflyglow laughs softly, a deep rumble in his chest. He leans his shoulder in briefly, bumping it against Kite's in friendly play. "What about you, Kite? What made you wanna join SkyClan?" He asks curiously, tail twitching behind him.​

SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT ✦ 27 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS​

 

[KITESTORM]

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"Greencough..." Kite repeats this ruminatively under their breath as they turn their face away to hide a grimace. Illness. It can happen wherever and can worm its way through whomever but a flutter of anxiety is felt in their chest; the tabby never experienced such a malady in the Twolegplace though. I did not consider that sickness could spread so quickly in a clan. What would it be like to be surrounded by sick clanmates... what would it be like to watch Florabreeze fall ill? With a sharp inhale and a curt nod Kite presses these thoughts elsewhere and refocuses.

They listen quietly to Fireflyglow and follows his gaze as focuses upon something unseeable to themself but curiously seems visible to the blind tom. Interest plucks in Kite at the mention of a 'She' but something prevents them from pressing further. Kite keeps her dim eyes focused upwards where his had been until his broad shoulder makes contact with their own. The mention of this omnipresent She seems deeply personal and so they set their questions aside with no promises to themself they will not press the tom for answers at a later time. "You are," Kite agrees. "I would say... maybe it was your fate?"

A raspy mew fills the otherwise silent den when Kite can not suppress how taken aback they are at his question. It is not as though it is a shocking question even but they realize they've never fully discussed their reasoning, even partially truthfully, to anyone. The tabby clears their throat and murmurs, "Something my sister said told me this is where I belonged..." Kite shifts uncomfortably and clenches their jaw- speaking about their family makes them feel vulnerable. "...well, Shrike sometimes would... say things, strange things which were dismissed for nonsense." Kite trails away and clicks their tongue.

"Do you believe in fate?" Kite inclines their head to stare quizzically at Fireflyglow through squinted eyes before continuing, "I feel like there are things which connect us all and in extension to places too... a spider's web... I felt a connection pulling me here, I hadn't told anyone about it." Was this true...? "Shrike said something uhm... strange which told me to follow the string. I know now that whatever was tugging my paws here was... fate guiding me here. I had no purpose before coming here... now I am full of it. If I'd gone on ignoring the string which connects here, I would've never met Florabreeze."

Kite lets their rambling be processed by Fireflyglow for several moments before speaking again. They adjust their position uneasily and feels a flush gathering on their dark ear tips. "All I know is I belong here... or so I can hope," Kite's voice is softer than usual, full of reflection. It wavers with an unmentionable undertone of fear.

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  — a black tabby with a small stature and compact muscles. they're perceptive & clever and very in touch with clanmates. may appear unfriendly due to neutral expressions but is very sociable. very soft spoken and careful with their words.
  ✧ 39, ages every 21st ✧ they/them ✧ mate to Florabreeze
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed, all opinions IC
  ✧ speech

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