second chance || stormywing

[Flamestar]

〔✦〕"How long?"

Did she even want to know? Several days had passed since their return from the battle at Sunningrocks. Gentlestorm had kept her on den rest for a couple days, and when he had released her, she had made the trip to Windclan. Her gaze was far from the molten lava it had been in the heat of battle, but it still wasn't pleased. She had never imagined Stormywing to have deliberately broken the first addition to the Warrior Code like this. Hunting on other clan's territory was breaking the code too...but she viewed the severity of Emberstar's code much heavier than trespassing. Morningpaw had died because of Little Wolf and Blazestar's cross clan love. The crimson stained snow on the Skyclan border was still implanted in her mind...the fear she had felt helping Doespring carry Morningpaw's mangled body back to Skyclan's camp, just for her to pass shortly after arriving. The pain in Little Wolf's eyes when she had to tell her that her daughter had been killed. It was too much.

Her throat felt tight...she didn't want to look at Stormywing, and see her standing in front of Pinepaw...to imagine the raging feeling of protection she had instinctively felt towards her kit. Because I was the exact same way... When she had seen Squirrelpaw fall still, she had gained the strength of four Lionclan warriors. Nothing could stand in her path.

no damsel in distress ( dont need to save me ) //

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  @STORMYWING
  
• FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 38 moons & ages every 20ᵗʰ
  ✦ widowed / heterosexual / closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— difficult in battle, will start & finish fights
  ★★★★★★★★★
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired red tabby with low white and green eyes. flamewhisker's fur is a vibrant hue of red, riddled with thick classic tabby markings. her fur is medium in length, and she has a large, feathery tail. her chest, belly, tail tip, and her paws are dipped white. flamewhisker's eyes are a dark, deep shade of green. her shoulder has a large scar on it from a fight with a dog. she also has a shredded ear from a disagreement with a loner during her time alone before joining thunderclan. on particularly cold days, or sometimes before a major weather change, she will walk with a slight limp from her shoulder injury.

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[STORMYWING]

She sits in Flamestar's den with her head dipped, ears flat to her skull. It is not often the mighty Stormywing is brought to submission, but before her angry leader her tail will always be tucked. She is not only a cat the tabby had admired ever since she was an apprentice, but also her uncle's mate. She is like family to her. And now that the truth is laid bare, she can't feel enough shame for the disappointment she knows she has caused her.

How long?

She winces, daring to peek up at her through brittle lashes. She doesn't know exactly what she's asking. How long had she and Iciclefang been together? How long had she known about her kits? No matter what, she is prepared to tell her everything. No more secrets. She can't take it anymore. "We have not been mates ever since we found out she was carrying the kits." Her gaze returns to the ground before squeezing shut. "It was several seasons ago. I-" She swallows hard, feeling guilt rising like bile in her throat.

"Things got...confusing on the journey. I made a terrible mistake. But...Flamestar, I loved her. I swear I wouldn't have tried to- I didn't want-" Nothing comes out right, because no matter what there is no excuse. She should've been a loyal warrior and nipped it in the bud. She should have avoided the tortoiseshell like the plague. But instead, she let herself be drawn in. She let herself follow her heart, and now...

Finally looking back up at her leader, she sets rounded, wet eyes on her and pleads, "I am so sorry, Flamestar, I never wanted this to happen! If I could take it back...I would." She doesn't know if that part is necessarily true. The kits...yes, she would have avoided the kits if at all possible. She can't imagine what they must be going through right now, finding out they're half-clan. A new sort of guilt settles in her stomach, this one of the unfamiliar maternal sort. Her confession saved Pinepaw's life, but it has ruined normalcy for all three of her children.

But she doesn't know if she would have taken back her relationship with Iciclefang. She is selfish, and the love she held for her was real. It is like what she feels now for someone else. And call her foolish, but she doesn't know if she'd be capable of wanting to erase a feeling like that, even knowing the pain it would cause her. ​