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While on mountain-tops and beneath rubble, Greeneyes thought about the SkyClan a lot. He thought of the camp, of his family, and his friends. He dreamed of being home often in slumber-laced images of the warrior den and patrols.
Hardly, did he think he'd be visiting this part of camp as much as he had been since his return, white paws steering him and the squirrel he carries between his teeth toward the fallen tree; a scene of horrific loss now upcycled into a home for burgeoning life. Though being beneath the structure still weaves a sense of unease into him, he can spare the worry for just a moment, as the new lead enters the nursery to greet tortoiseshelled fur with the meal he'd brought for her.
"I still can't believe you're having kits," he tells Butterflytuft, a smile tugging at his maw. Of course, there is no ill-will in his words — his older sister has always been good with SkyClan's kits, and it would only make sense for her paws to guide her down a path of motherhood — merely disbelief over the passage of time.
Two moons had been taken from his time within the clan, a hole in the goings-on of his home he's still trying to repair, a homecoming marked by the news of Butterflytuft and Dandelionwish's incoming litter. But even past that, it feels like just yesterday they were kits themselves. Just Greenkit and Butterflykit, beneath the holly bush that used to mark the nursery's confines, a whole future ahead of them and their siblings.
"How many do you think you'll have?" he asks as he settles beside her.
In his mind, he pictures five, pictures him and Butterfly, pictures Fig and Violet and Snow. He hopes that's not the case, five, or even four — keeping watch over that many kits seemed like hard work! And how was Greeneyes supposed to be a good uncle — their only uncle, as far as he knows: did Dandelionwish have sibling? He'll have to ask, someday — to that many kits? Still, despite the young lead's worries, Greeneyes knows that Butterflytuft will be a good mother, no matter how many kits she'll have.
Hardly, did he think he'd be visiting this part of camp as much as he had been since his return, white paws steering him and the squirrel he carries between his teeth toward the fallen tree; a scene of horrific loss now upcycled into a home for burgeoning life. Though being beneath the structure still weaves a sense of unease into him, he can spare the worry for just a moment, as the new lead enters the nursery to greet tortoiseshelled fur with the meal he'd brought for her.
"I still can't believe you're having kits," he tells Butterflytuft, a smile tugging at his maw. Of course, there is no ill-will in his words — his older sister has always been good with SkyClan's kits, and it would only make sense for her paws to guide her down a path of motherhood — merely disbelief over the passage of time.
Two moons had been taken from his time within the clan, a hole in the goings-on of his home he's still trying to repair, a homecoming marked by the news of Butterflytuft and Dandelionwish's incoming litter. But even past that, it feels like just yesterday they were kits themselves. Just Greenkit and Butterflykit, beneath the holly bush that used to mark the nursery's confines, a whole future ahead of them and their siblings.
"How many do you think you'll have?" he asks as he settles beside her.
In his mind, he pictures five, pictures him and Butterfly, pictures Fig and Violet and Snow. He hopes that's not the case, five, or even four — keeping watch over that many kits seemed like hard work! And how was Greeneyes supposed to be a good uncle — their only uncle, as far as he knows: did Dandelionwish have sibling? He'll have to ask, someday — to that many kits? Still, despite the young lead's worries, Greeneyes knows that Butterflytuft will be a good mother, no matter how many kits she'll have.
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GREENKIT‣GREENPAW‣ GREENEYES, Lead Warrior of SkyClan
—Daisyflightx Raven Ramble
— AMAB; He/Him
— A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
— Mentored bySheepcurl; Currently mentoring Falconpaw
— "Speech"; Attack
✦・゚: * — Born into SkyClan's first litter, Greeneyes is a bright tom with an affinity for the world around him. Despite always seeking to be kind to others, the warrior believes he's cursed - a belief brought on by rhetoric that green is a deadly color.