- Jun 7, 2022
- 730
- 190
- 43
![FLAMEFANCYPOST.png](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/928491405989527573/1085018107103420426/FLAMEFANCYPOST.png)
Becoming a mother had opened up a whole new world of emotions that she had never experienced before. She loved her mother and her mate, but the love she felt towards her kits was the most intense feeling ever. The need to protect them gave her the strength of the ancient clans that Little Wolf had told in her stories. In the battle against the dogs, she had felt like the Lions in the nursery tales. She had felt safe with them in the nursery with her, even though being stuck in the camp had made her restless, she had slept better knowing her kits were at her side.
Now...her sleep was troubled. A few nights ago, she had been startled awake by a vivid nightmare...her kits almost dying, the way she nearly had before joining Thunderclan. Stormpaw and Falconpaw were growing up, and she didn't know how to handle it. How had her mother felt when she was growing up? Her heart would ache, and she looked down at her paws. I wish I could ask her...
She wanted to ask Sunfreckle, but she knew that he had been excited to leave the nursery much like her. He had to stay longer with his kits than she had, so she couldn't imagine how he had felt. A brown tabby figure walking by caught her eye. Howlingstar...Little Wolf's mother. She had envied Little Wolf's kit hood while she was in the nursery. The ebony Molly was a much better mother than she had been, and that had been because of Howlingstar. She had filled the kit's heads with vivid, imaginative stories that had even captivated her. Little Wolf had told them so well, that even Flamewhisker had wondered if the tales were true.
Her own kit hood had been cut short after her littermates had been taken. Lily had forced her to grow up much faster than the clan cats had. She couldn't recall ever being told any stories, except for how her father had left them before she was born. Her littermates had played moss ball, but to a lesser extent than the clan kits...most of her kit hood memories were of her being told to stay in the nest and be quiet, while their mother was gone for hours at a time, only to come back with a mouse to share with her her other three siblings.
Flamewhisker followed Howlingstar, trailing her to the Leader's den. She stopped respectfully outside the entrance, letting a few moments go by. The red tabby hesitated, wondering if this was a silly idea. How embarrassing...you are a Lead Warrior...you shouldn't have to ask her advice for being a mother...you should just know how to be one. Humiliation washed over her, and she thought about trying to sneak away, but she assumed Howlingstar already knew she was out there. "Uhm...May I come in?" Flamewhisker asked embarrassedly.
//
@HOWLINGSTAR
[₊⋆]