sound of silence || Gentlestorm

[Flamestar]

〔✦〕It was nice, having another soul in her den, if even just for a little bit. Though her clanmates knew about her first life loss in the fight, she hadn't shared that it hadn't just been one. They didn't need to know, not yet at least. The conversation she had with Howlingstar still warmed her. Part of her had hoped to of seen Flycatcher instead, but she would never complain about having the privilege of meeting with their former leader again. Though a beautiful blessing, it still felt surreal to have been in Starclan just a few days ago, and to wake back up in the forest...without a torn out throat to mark that she had indeed died. Her belly would still stung if she moved wrong, but Gentlestorm and Hopepaw's herbs were helping.

Her friend had come to check her wound, and visit for a while, and for that she was grateful. Being in this den was just another reminder at how lonely she was, a feeling she had come quite familiar with over the past couple months. She had wanted to ask Howlingstar how she had slept in here, by herself for all those moons...but their conversation had ended before the question had a chance to leave her tongue. They had been laying in silence for quite some time...before the air had gone silent, the pair had been discussing the recent weather, the abundance of leafbare kittens that were soon to come. "It was them." her voice was quiet at first, and she lowered her head onto her front paws. All three of the rogues were now dead, but she could still see each of their faces clear as day. "The rogues...They were the ones who killed him." They would have killed Squirrelpaw too, had she not slain them. But they never would have made it near her daughter, regardless if she hadn't sent her to run. As soon as the tom had mentioned her mate, they had sealed their fate.

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

• ooc. @GENTLESTORM
• FLAMESTAR —— leader of thunderclan , mentoring merlinpaw and bayingpaw . storm x lily . littermate to nala, smokey, and nemo ✦ penned by icey !
  ✦ afab / she/her / 39 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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[GENTLESTORM]

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ He had once knew the lonliness that Flamestar now faces within her den before he had chose Hopepaw as his apprentice even with her company within the medicine den, it had crept underneath his skin and made its home there until the flesh rotted from his body. He's in her company now and that feeling shrinks away in this brief moment as he rests beside her and glances towards the cobwebs near her throat knowing that she has lost more than one life, he could see it so there isn't any point of her trying to lie to him not when Starclan gifted him this ability... Or is it a curse? He isn't so sure but he listens intently to what she says about the rogues that they had been the one to kill her mate, a small frown pull at his lips knowing that vengance is an ugly thing. One moment, you're shocked at the realization those individuals had killed someone dear to you and anger rears its ugly head only to blind your vision until the only thing you saw is red.

"I hope... they all... rot... that even the maggots... won't wish... for them..." Gentlestorm finally growls only to shuffle closer to Flamestar so that their pelts brush against each other, "I understand... what you must've been feeling... in that moment... but... you must be a little more careful..." He swallows for a heartbeat only to tilt his helm to the side to observe her expression to his words though he knows the gift of those lives are to be given to her clan and she had done so in a way, his whiskers twitch. His nose leans forward to brush gently near where the cobwebs had been carefully put then draws his head back to look into her green eyes with his own dark gaze "We still need you... here..." I need you here. But the other words are bitten down and swallowed like a lump of meat before they could be uttered.

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GENTLESTORMㅤBIOGRAPHYㅤ/ㅤTOYHOU.SE
✦ㅤagab male (he/it)ㅤ/ㅤbisexual demiromantic, widowed by little wolf
✦ㅤ63 moons oldㅤ/ㅤages realistically, every 27th of the month
✦ㅤmedicine cat of thunderclan for 12 moons
✦ㅤfalling snow x raging stormㅤ/ㅤuncle to hopepaw, coalpaw, cardinalpaw, & braveheart
✦ㅤmentoring hopepawㅤ/ㅤmentored by berryheart
✦ㅤpenned by BossTaurusㅤ/ㅤmessage bosstaurus on discord for plots!
✦ "speech", thoughts, & attacking ; uses brute strength, strategizes before every fight, will tear/maim an enemy, and will end fights
a large, longhaired, and scruffy blue sepia tom littered with several scars, tattered ears, blinded in an eye, and has a pair of earthy toned eyes w/low white

 

[Flamestar]

The leader tries to rumble a purr of agreement to Gentlestorm's words, but her throat is still sore. "I wish I had...let them suffer more.." The cruel statement falls from her tongue with such ease that it scared her a little...but a quick death was far more than those murderers deserved. She wanted them to suffer, to hurt like she had for so many moons. The tabby took in a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She could feel Gentlestorm's pelt brushing against her own, the way his sides expanded with each inhale...a feeling she hadn't felt much since moving into her den of solitude.

His voice grows more serious, so she opens her eyes to meet his. "but...you must be a little more careful..." There were still some things she couldn't remember about that day. She could remember their faces...the way the ebony tom spoke of her former mate's death...but the fighting? It was all just a blur. All she could remember was the forest around her going dark, then waking up in Starclan...for longer than she should have. "You know...don't you?" It was silly of her to think he couldn't tell how many she had lost, he was blessed by the stars as well. "Don't tell anyone...they will know when they need to." She couldn't bare to see the worry on her kit's faces if they found out she had lost more than one life in that fight.

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FLAMESTAR.ㅤBIOGRAPHY ㅤ/ ㅤTOYHOUSE
✦ afab (she / her)ㅤ / heterosexual, widowed, formerly taken by flycatcher
✦ 41 moons old ㅤ/ ㅤages realistically, every 20th of the month
✦ leader of thunderclan since september 2024
✦ lily x storm ㅤ/ㅤ mother to: falconheart, stormfeather, lilykit, butterflykit, bugchaser, squirrelsong, sunbird, ravenblaze, sparrowpaw
✦ ㅤpenned by Icey ! ㅤ/ ㅤmessage Icey ! on discord for plots!
✦ ㅤmentoring bayingpawㅤ / ㅤmentored: cloudyfur, acornwish, merlinpath
✦ will start fights, will end fights, will kill

longhaired red classic tabby with green eyes, and low white. she has a shredded right ear, and has many scars that are visible in windy conditions.