- Jul 17, 2024
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The stoic tabby awaits their mate's arrival. Every morning Kite remains perfectly still, settled outside the warriors' den with their ears pricked upright. It is hard to see Florabreeze's departure each evening; but they also felt a swell of admiration as well. Florabreeze was able to expertly balance two lives at once and the love she feels for both, it's a skill that Kite wishes they could be taught. Admiration, conceivably some jealousy- Kite is unable to balance two truths at once without an acrid taste in their mouth and the crushing weight of a fallen tree upon their shoulders. But their bleak thoughts melt away as soon as the daylight warriors arrive.
"Good morning!" Kite drifts over to the herd of their counterparts with a soft expression. "The weather... is nice this morning, hm?" They chatter politely to the others in the group, all the while pressing by them to secure themself like burr at Florabreeze's side. Finally at her side, Kite leans their forehead against her shoulder.
"Sleep well..." Kite further softens their voice with the intent that only Florabreeze will here, "...my love?" They present a thin, yet tender, smile at the Maine Coon, it's an act which the tabby has become increasingly more comfortable with in just the last couple of sunrises since their confession. Kite's not so self conscious about their smile appearing insincere or lopsided; it does not matter so much when they've been assured they'll always be loved. Stars... they don't care so much anymore about how they're perceived at all. Kite takes a deep breath in, swallowing the odd scent of Twolegs, mint, and the home they also share which always clings to Florabreeze's fleecy fur.
Kite realizes with a reserved chuckle that they may have been leaning against Florabreeze for too long and straightens up, chest fur puffing outwards in obvious embarrassment. So maybe Kite does still care a little but not so much that this lapsing, insignificant moment will keep them up at night as it would've before. They briskly survey those who may have laid witness to the display of affection before proclaiming huskily, "It'll be a nice day... I expect the hunting patrols will be successful." Kite nods twice rigidily and twists their tail awkwardly as a flush climbs up their ears. "I'd like to hunt today, personally... but I wouldn't mind a border patrol..." They chatter nervously, flashing a tense glance up to Florabreeze.
- || please wait for @Florabreeze. anyone can be the warrior/daylight warrior they yap to!
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— black tabby with a small stature and compact muscles ; TAGS
— 39, ages every 21st
— they/them ✧ mate to Florabreeze
— speech
— peaceful powerplay allowed