- Aug 14, 2022
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Hollow Tree had been doing her best to keep an eye out for Little Wolf since Morningpaw passed. But she hadn’t really been there for her sister. The warrior knew she was in a weird stage of distance but close with her family. Often watching from afar and caught up in her head. She was working on changing that. To be more present. For her own kits, for her clan, for her family, and for herself. Starting with Little Wolf. She had been thinking of their own kit-hood a lot. The late nights they stayed up whispering to each other. The days spent running around and playing. Their youth was so different from the current youth of Thunderclan.
“Little Wolf?” she calls out softly to the familiar inky figure. The camp had been rather quiet since the blizzard. Her own paws still ached from trying to dig out of the camp. Everyone was either staying in the warm dens or off in their own corner of the camp. Basically, it was a rare chance to have a private moment. Hollow Tree gives her littermate a small nod in greetings. “How are you?” she asks, feeling awkward about the question. How were any of them feeling?
[ you fall through the trees . tags ]
@LITTLE WOLF