private LITTLE WOLF — scorchstar.

[THISTLEPAW !]

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His heart belonged in the tunnels. His physique had been carefully handcrafted to perfectly fit into the tight spaces, to navigate the underground of the moors. And yet, he had chosen the path of a moor-runner for reasons he hadn't disclosed with anyone else. Revenge, the task bestowed upon him by his cousin - to seek revenge in the name of Rattleheart. From the tunnels he could not achieve this mission, no - he had to keep his eyes on RiverClan at all times.

. . . But he still wanted to learn how to navigate the underground. Just a little bit, just enough to feel like he hadn't abandoned Rattleheart behind. So he'd asked Scorchstar to show him around, nothing fancy. . .and the fiery-pelted leader had taken him to where her nest laid beneath the surface. The den smells just like his aunt, so strong and overwhelming. He wonders if his parent had called this their nest, too, once.

In that moment, realization strikes him: he can no longer recall what Rattleheart's scent was like.

"I miss them." Thistlepaw speaks lowly, not wanting to bother Scorchstar after she'd brought him all the way over here. If she heard him, he hoped she wouldn't mind the mention of her sibling ruining their time together.

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 *:･ﾟ✧ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓

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  THISTLEPAW he / him apprentice of windclan
  son of Rattleheart x Venomstrike, brother to Bunnypaw, Crunchykit, Vinekit and Splinterpaw.
  Lissom seal-point prickly-furred kitten with white markings on his face, chest, belly, paws and tail. His tail is long and has a tufted tip.
  "speech" thoughts

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[SCORCHSTAR]

༄༄ The duties of a moor runner will never include any underground travel, but when her nephew approaches her to ask, she finds that she cannot deny him. He will not carry on Rattleheart’s legacy, but perhaps he can still reach out to brush a pw against it. Scorchstar will not keep him from the tunnels, but neither will she entertain any grand ideas of a split between the paths of moor runner and tunneler. She guides the young tom toward a safe place, the place where she rests her own head each night. The place she had left behind when she began to share a nest with Bluepool—the place she had returned to when that nest lined in wool and flowers had grown too cold to sleep in again. She blinks, and turns to Thistlepaw. "Here it is," she says plainly. Were she a more dramatic cat, perhaps she would make a grand gesture of showing Thistlepaw her nest, or she would attempt to give some grand tour of the space she sleeps in each night. It isn’t much to look at, and so its introduction is just as lackluster.

The apprentice suddenly speaks, catching Scorchstar off guard. I miss them. She knows, abruptly, who he means. "I miss them, too." Her words are simple, but after them come more. They tumble from her mouth unbidden, threatening to choke her if she keeps them in. "I saw Rattleheart when I received my nine lives from StarClan." She feels a pang of guilt, suddenly—why had she kept such a thing from her niblings for so long? Her normally flat expression twists into something jagged and tight, and she only hopes that the tunnel’s darkness shrouds her face from Thistlepaw’s inexperienced eyes.

YOU KNOW I DESERVE IT ☽♰☾ WELL, TAKE IT OUT ON ME

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• SCORCHSTAR ⋆⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺⋆ she/they, leader of windclan, tunneler
  ༄ small, slim flame-streaked calico with fiery golden eyes. cold and closed-off, ferociously protective of her clanmates.
  ༄ mate to bluepool ; sibling to rattleheart & rabbitclaw
  ༄ mentor to bilberrypaw & brackenpaw ; previously mentored pinkshine
  ༄ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted, but may react aggressively
  ༄ penned by foxlore

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