- Jan 7, 2023
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Motherhood isn't really her thing, she's decided now this will be her only litter regardless of what sort of case Lightstrike might plead later down the line. If there was a way to make him carry the kits then she'd be all for it, but when she's stuck in the camp mulling around with only overly chipper in her efforts to be pleasant Roeflame and Flamewhisker still grieving and uninterested in things, she wants nothing more than to leave. Leopardtongue would have been good company, a shame how things happen. The point molly grooms her paws with care as she lounges outside the nursery and watches her kits roam about and play. Her kits were fine, really, they should be. She was raising them after all and she intended to ensure they knew where their loyalties should lie and what life should be rejected.
"Scarletkit, Mottledkit, Meadowkit, come here." Her daughters, patchwork pelted with the exception of Meadowkit who looked the most like Lightstrike, her tail curled to gesture them closer as she gave a muted smile, ice eyes narrowed, "Have any of you learned anything fun today?"
Bonding and to check no fool had filled her kits minds with anything unsavory - they liked to talk, chatterboxes like Lightstrike apparently but maybe that was just the norm and it was Moonwhisper who wasn't the talkative sort so any degree of prattling was too much. Meadowkit especially had been rather forward in pestering others, even cats she'd rather she not go near like that wretch of a medicine cat.
Motherhood isn't really her thing, she's decided now this will be her only litter regardless of what sort of case Lightstrike might plead later down the line. If there was a way to make him carry the kits then she'd be all for it, but when she's stuck in the camp mulling around with only overly chipper in her efforts to be pleasant Roeflame and Flamewhisker still grieving and uninterested in things, she wants nothing more than to leave. Leopardtongue would have been good company, a shame how things happen. The point molly grooms her paws with care as she lounges outside the nursery and watches her kits roam about and play. Her kits were fine, really, they should be. She was raising them after all and she intended to ensure they knew where their loyalties should lie and what life should be rejected.
"Scarletkit, Mottledkit, Meadowkit, come here." Her daughters, patchwork pelted with the exception of Meadowkit who looked the most like Lightstrike, her tail curled to gesture them closer as she gave a muted smile, ice eyes narrowed, "Have any of you learned anything fun today?"
Bonding and to check no fool had filled her kits minds with anything unsavory - they liked to talk, chatterboxes like Lightstrike apparently but maybe that was just the norm and it was Moonwhisper who wasn't the talkative sort so any degree of prattling was too much. Meadowkit especially had been rather forward in pestering others, even cats she'd rather she not go near like that wretch of a medicine cat.
- Ooc- Not a PAFP but talking to @Scarletkit & @Meadowkit & @mottledkit
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—⊰⋅ Warrior of ThunderClan
—⊰⋅ She/Her
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
—⊰⋅ LH Tortiseshell point w/ice blue eyes