backwritten TO BE LOVED . sunfreckle

[GENTLESTORM]

I SEE A SONG OF PAST ROMANCE — Hailstorm had returned from having spent the night with Little Wolf and the burly tom was postivitely beaming throughout the entire hunting patrol and brings back a pair of mice, he offers a small smile through his catch noticing that the ebony molly was leaving to go on her own patrol. He lumbers over to the freshkill pile dropping off one of the mice only to turn in the direction of the nursery wondering if one of the queens were hungry from having to watch and herd kittens all day, he couldn't imagine such a thing for himself but its a brief amusing thought that he entertains for a heartbeat. He catches sight of a few kits tumbling about probably playing kitclan though his warm, brown gaze focuses on Sunfreckle whose watching over his brood.

The sepia tom places the mouse down by his paws and offers a kind smile "You looked a lil hungry."

✦ I SEE THE SACRIFICE OF MAN; I SEE PORTRAYALS OF BETRAYALS

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  ✦ longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✦ amab he/him ; other pronouns used towards him will confuse him
  ✦ 49 moons old
  ✦ bisexual demiromantic; mates with little wolf
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ semi-difficult in combat; relies on strength, his large size, and wits
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Sunfreckle]

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Not very long and he'd be back to his duties and he always felt a sense of quiet unease at the fact. Sunfreckle liked the nursery but he also enjoyed his freedom and well, you couldn't have both! In a perfect world he could come and go as he pleased because prey was plentiful always and there was never any threats and always a queen available to watch the kits, but this wasn't a perfect world and honestly - the flaws made it more enjoyable. He would go bored if he was simply taken cared of with no concerns and as much as he disliked the strife his clan went through, they came out stronger for it.
His gaze lifts from the sleeping kits at Hailstorm's approach, smiling brightly to the sudden visitor who was not his mate or one of his older kits; he enjoyed their company plenty but a new face was always a welcome change in pace.
"Hailstorm, hello-! I might be a little..." He was always hungry though, a combination of being naturally bigger and needing more food to sustain himself and being terribly bored so his mind often only thought about fresh prey in his idle time. "Sit and share it with me? How are you doing? How are.... things~?"

——— ☀︎ light the fire, let it burn on top of you ——— ☀︎ breath again beneath the flames

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  Sunfreckle
  —⊰⋅ Lead Warrior of ThunderClan
  —⊰⋅ He/Him
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ Large red tabby tom w/green eyes and no left foreleg.
  

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