private seems as if they'll never end - wolf

With Orangeblossom off to Highstones, the scarred tabby has put himself into work mode, trying to keep his mind clear of all the potential disasters that could happen to her. He knew she far surpassed him in will and strength alone, but the knots formed in his gut refused to dissipate. To pass the time, he'd gone hunting to keep up on his promise. A hefty rabbit had managed to cross into their neck of the woods, and it was a golden discovery. Eagerly, he buried it towards the bottom of the minuscule pile then picked off a few mice from the top.

Shaggy body swaying, he turned towards the Medicine Den. After Bobbie's injury, they'd all but avoided the hazel bush, unable to face the realities of her injury. Not due to revulsion or pain but remorse for not being there for his friends. To know Blazestar was gone and to see himself mirrored in Bobbie's injury was beyond overwhelming. However, it had been long enough, and the least he could do was bring a morsel for the injured to enjoy. If not as a silent token of apology to his friend he'd run from in their time of need.

Pushing into the burrow, his good eye adjusted to the gloom as their attention was directed towards the sparse pile of nests. Nodding his head in the direction of the grouped cats, he silently asked who was interested.

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    ✧ LH cinnamon tabby w/high white one blue eye
    ✧ child of npc x npc ; sibling to crescent and bear
    ✧ skyclan warrior ; ex-loner ; mentor to littlepaw
    ✧ 32 moons old ; birthday 07/01 ; ages realistically
    ✧ AFAB ; nonbinary ; he/they
    ✧ pansexual ; polyromantic ; single
    "speech", thought, attack, powerplay
    ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed
    ✧ penned by tasmagoric
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Cats whirled in and out of the medicine den like wind in leafbare. With so many patients, it was understandable — Wolfpaw and her siblings were only three of the many, with Bobbie joining them now, only bad news in tow. Her scars have nearly healed now, but it feels like her wounds get fresher by the day. Her siblings are hurt. She'd lost her eye for good. And now Blazestar, her own grandfather, is dead; walks with the stars. Dawnglare has become terrible company in the wake of it, even worse than when Blazestar was still alive, and so Wolfpaw is careful to watch for new visitors. Today, it's like looking into a mirror.

Dogbite holds a mouse in his jaws and Wolfpaw's ears perk. She tries not to look too eager. "Hi, Dogbite," she rumbles, shifting beneath her ragdoll fluff. She doesn't quite know what to say next; doesn't know whether to ask for food or let him drop it in her paws and leave again; doesn't know if he'd stick around to comment on their new similarity. She wouldn't mind it, she thinks. For all the one-eyed cats in SkyClan, he seems the most... used to it, she thinks. Maybe it's because he's older, stronger, a very capable warrior. Otherwise she can only look to Edenpaw — or Bobbie, who had been one-eyed for an even shorter time than Wolfpaw herself.

Feathered tail twitching, Wolfpaw says little else, but her amber gaze is eager for company.

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    — wolfpaw
    — she / they / he ; apprentice of skyclan
    — longhaired lilac torbie with piercing yellow eyes
    — "speech" ; thoughts
    — avatar by tropics; signature by dreamydoggo
    — penned by meghan