- Dec 1, 2022
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TRAVELER, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED (AND NOW YOU MUST GO) ⋆⁺₊⋆
Though wilful, stubborn, independent to a fault; though more likely to forge on ahead, careless of those she leaves behind, than sit still and obediently, Hazewish has always come home to roost at the end of the day, and she credits her parent for that.
Their family is a close-knit one. Their mothers’ love is absolute and expressed openly; the two litters, in spite of their age difference (and other kinds of differences, in the case of Mosspool and Hazewish), are close and know to go to each other for help and support. But if they had to pick a relative they are closest to, Haze would name Willowroot. She’s always been gentle when Haze needed comfort, firm when they needed guidance, fierce when they needed protecting and patient when they needed freedom. But more than that — because Poppysplash could be all these things as well — they have always understood each other, without the need for words.
It was a relief when Hazewish did not feel like speaking, or when her few sparse words frustrated others. And after seeing the tightness around Willow’s eyes as they struggle to make out words spoken around them since the rogue battle that saw their ear torn beyond repair, she thinks it will be a boon for them as well.
Padding up to her mother, Haze presses her whole face into Willow’s soft dark pelt with a deep purr, copper eyes made soft with concern darting to the side to catch hers in a question: how are you? Do you need anything?
@willowroot
Though wilful, stubborn, independent to a fault; though more likely to forge on ahead, careless of those she leaves behind, than sit still and obediently, Hazewish has always come home to roost at the end of the day, and she credits her parent for that.
Their family is a close-knit one. Their mothers’ love is absolute and expressed openly; the two litters, in spite of their age difference (and other kinds of differences, in the case of Mosspool and Hazewish), are close and know to go to each other for help and support. But if they had to pick a relative they are closest to, Haze would name Willowroot. She’s always been gentle when Haze needed comfort, firm when they needed guidance, fierce when they needed protecting and patient when they needed freedom. But more than that — because Poppysplash could be all these things as well — they have always understood each other, without the need for words.
It was a relief when Hazewish did not feel like speaking, or when her few sparse words frustrated others. And after seeing the tightness around Willow’s eyes as they struggle to make out words spoken around them since the rogue battle that saw their ear torn beyond repair, she thinks it will be a boon for them as well.
Padding up to her mother, Haze presses her whole face into Willow’s soft dark pelt with a deep purr, copper eyes made soft with concern darting to the side to catch hers in a question: how are you? Do you need anything?
@willowroot
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