private TELL YOU ALL THE THINGS I OWN // rainbow

FROM COFFIN TO THE CRADLE
I GOT DEMONS, I GOT ANGELS
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ternfrost 23 moons female she/her shadowclan queen
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Fighting has always been something Ternfrost loves with a passion - the only time blue eyes truly come alive is when theres blood on her teeth and fur in her claws. So when her son asks her to teach him, she agrees eagerly - a quiet hum of approval low in the back of her throat. She shuffles them to the side of camp, away from the busybodies who fuss far too much for her liking, peering down her muzzle at smoke-hued fur. " Show me your best fighting stance, " she encourages - her own paws sheathed, though she'll won't hold it against him if kitten claws dig into her own flesh. It's best to learn from experience after all, and while she might not be trying to hurt him she has little intention to go easy on him.

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// @RAINBOWKIT