- Oct 17, 2023
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*+:｡.｡ Like a phantom wrapped in shadows, Ebonylight waits for her at the crest of a hill. Amidst the coalesced darkness, a midnight pond whose depth is only revealed when one begins to drown, brilliant ivory teeth shine like moon rays treacherously promising a way out. In some ways, perhaps the lantern glow honors some truth. It remains a gamble, when one resides within the exiled warrior's presence. Gravelpaw has the fleeting choice to avoid their guardian.
That toothy grin of Ebonylight's says she doesn't.
That isn't a lie.
"My little treasure" a soft coo wraps Gravelpaw in a blanket of chilly comfort, a haunting breeze that tickles the ear and rises goosebumps, "Did your silly adventure not go well?" For Gravelpaw's ears only, Ebonylight's tone takes on an almost concerned lilt. There's so much love there, you see, a joy that persistently peeks through whenever Ebonylight sees the scrap of fluff under her care. She loves the thing she's adopted and adores seeing it grow despite its refusal to straighten it's hunched back. If she comes within arm's reach, Ebonylight would aim to gently rest a paw on her cheek, lightly hooking their jaw and influencing them to move closer with a subtle pull. Concern flashes in his multi-colored eyes as he looks over his scraped treasure, turning her head this way and that to observe every nick and bruise. "My poor treasure" he tuts softly, smile soft with disappointment, "What have they done to you?"
@GRAVELPAW
That toothy grin of Ebonylight's says she doesn't.
That isn't a lie.
"My little treasure" a soft coo wraps Gravelpaw in a blanket of chilly comfort, a haunting breeze that tickles the ear and rises goosebumps, "Did your silly adventure not go well?" For Gravelpaw's ears only, Ebonylight's tone takes on an almost concerned lilt. There's so much love there, you see, a joy that persistently peeks through whenever Ebonylight sees the scrap of fluff under her care. She loves the thing she's adopted and adores seeing it grow despite its refusal to straighten it's hunched back. If she comes within arm's reach, Ebonylight would aim to gently rest a paw on her cheek, lightly hooking their jaw and influencing them to move closer with a subtle pull. Concern flashes in his multi-colored eyes as he looks over his scraped treasure, turning her head this way and that to observe every nick and bruise. "My poor treasure" he tuts softly, smile soft with disappointment, "What have they done to you?"
@GRAVELPAW
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GENERAL:
‡ Ebonylight
‡ DFAB— He/They/She — Pansexual
‡ 18 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
‡ Duskclan (Rogue)
‡ Mates with Nightingalecry, father to Frightkit, Deathkit and Witherkit
COMBAT:
‡ Physically hard | mentally hard
‡ Attack in bold black
injuries: None currently