private thats the price you pay // ashen

FROM COFFIN TO THE CRADLE
I GOT DEMONS, I GOT ANGELS
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ternfrost 24 moons female she/her shadowclan queen
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With bitter herbs chewed and swallowed, Ternfrost returns to the nursery only once - quiet goodbyes falling from her tongue as she touches her nose to her childrens heads - telling them to be good and to behave, even if she doesn't really mean it. But when snow-tipped paws move to carry her away from the den for what she presumes to be the last time as ternfrost - if marblepaw had indeed been right, not that she doubts the young molly - she finds herself pausing.

Blue eyes fall upon a familiar frame - not friends, never so close, but... she has attempted to be amicable, if not for his sake then for Flintwish's - and for the kits that now sleep beside them. She finds the tom looking back at her all the same, and she can't quite still her sharp-tongue, words falling from her lips more out of habit then any real spite. " What? Got objections to starclans will too? "

actions & " speech, " & 'thoughts/quotes'
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I - S H O U L D- H A V E- B E E N- B O R N- W I T H-
A -W A R N I N G- L A B E L
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// @ASHENFALL