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Roeflame had never been one for stories, not until she had to find something to distract five eager minds at once. Interestingly enough, the brassed queen finds that the deeper the sun sets, the more energy her children seem to conjure. Settled outside the nursery as camp became shaded in bright golden under a setting sun, the lead warrior lifts her chin, head tilting to her daughter who remains content beside her, too big for the crook of Roeflame's flank nowadays. Figuring it was about time to get her kittens wrangled in some capacity.
The suns rays are sweet with their warmth between the queens ears and down her spine, with a stretch she finds herself wishing that in place of the camps grass, smooth stone was what she could sprawl on.
When celadon hues crack open once more, they are greeted by the small and inquisitive face of Moonwhisper's daughter, Scarletkit. "Yes?" Comes the tabby's expectant hum, and the question that flies from the little ones maw makes Roeflame's drowsy expression crack with a soft, near-reminiscent grin.
How'd you get that scar over your eye?
"Oh this little thing?" A singular, unsheathed claw gives a slight tug to the furless tissue, long calloused over. "I earned it fighting alongside your mother during the Battle of Sunningrocks, back when we were still 'paws." With light amusement in her tone, Roeflame spares a glance to Littlekit, before moving her attention back onto the patchwork kitten who had sparked the scabbed-over memories in the first place. "Though, I suppose busy bee's like yourself don't have time to listen to my rambling, it's a bit of a long story…" It's bait, of course, completed with a mischievous glint in the queens eye.
The suns rays are sweet with their warmth between the queens ears and down her spine, with a stretch she finds herself wishing that in place of the camps grass, smooth stone was what she could sprawl on.
When celadon hues crack open once more, they are greeted by the small and inquisitive face of Moonwhisper's daughter, Scarletkit. "Yes?" Comes the tabby's expectant hum, and the question that flies from the little ones maw makes Roeflame's drowsy expression crack with a soft, near-reminiscent grin.
How'd you get that scar over your eye?
"Oh this little thing?" A singular, unsheathed claw gives a slight tug to the furless tissue, long calloused over. "I earned it fighting alongside your mother during the Battle of Sunningrocks, back when we were still 'paws." With light amusement in her tone, Roeflame spares a glance to Littlekit, before moving her attention back onto the patchwork kitten who had sparked the scabbed-over memories in the first place. "Though, I suppose busy bee's like yourself don't have time to listen to my rambling, it's a bit of a long story…" It's bait, of course, completed with a mischievous glint in the queens eye.
┌── SHE BLOWS OUTTA NOWHERE
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ROMAN CANDLE OF THE WILD ──┐
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@Scarletkit — but no need to wait !
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⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Foxpaw
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.