pafp WONDERFUL NOTHING ༄.𖥔 ݁ ˖ CHECKUP

[GENTLESTORM]

༄.𖥔 ݁ ˖ — The silvery tom is able to move around without needing to be cautious of healing wounds or cobwebs falling off, he had survived yet another attack and he silently thanks Starclan for allowing him to live another day. His large paws guide him towards one of the nursery residents, Badgerstripe, who had been a helping paw within his den and he knows throughout the chaos of Skyclaw's takeover that things had been stressful... He hopes that she's well now as he walks up to her with a tired smile only to part his jaws to speak "How... are you... feeling?" Much like his own name, he tries to be gentle despite the hardships presented to them and how he feels less like the cat he was before Darkthistle had torn into him ruthlessly like Skyclaw. He tries not to think of the young warrior's glassy eyes as he focuses onto the expectant to-be mother "Are... you... nervous? ... excited?"

Gentlestorm let's out a soft breath as he sits by close waiting for her to get uncomfortable only to reassure with a small smile "I hope... the little ones... I feel is... the right... guess... the last time... I did this... was with my dear friend... Nightbird..." He pauses to allow his voice a quick break only to tilt his helm to the side in amusement at the memory, "I said... five... as a joke... and to get a reaction... out of... her mate... but... as you... can see... I was right..." Now, five little kittens toddled after Nightbird like ducklings but a lot more mischievous and willing to get into trouble, a pawful for his dear friend. The large tom watches for her reaction carefully to see how she may feel about all of this but he has a feeling that Badgerstripe will manage well in being a lone mother, after all, she had the entire clan to help her. "I'll bring... you... softer bedding... later... are you ready?" He inquires quietly.

MORNING & EVENING, I FELT LIKE I WAS GRIEVING ᨒᨒᨒ UNTIL I SAID FUCK YOU

• ooc — please wait for @badgerstripe to reply :]

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  MEDICINE CAT KNOWLEDGE;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ INFECTIONS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ ILLNESS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ BROKEN BONES
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ KITTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ POISONS
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  ✦ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and copper eyes, several scars cover his body from previous fights that he somehow survived
  ✦ gentlestorm is rarely ever a warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he proceeds with more caution and he's less likely to trust any strangers that come from outside of thunderclan. he tends to be jumpy if suddenly approached or flinches away from swift movement with his claws unsheathed when it occurs, he apologizes for it. his kindness reserved only for those closest to him otherwise anyone else can expect the cold shoulder from the old tom
  ✦ 59 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✦ widowed mate of little wolf ; currently interested in no one
  ✦ semi-difficult to befriend/interact with ; quick to strike/attack first if he feels threatened ; peaceful powerplay allowed but proceed with caution
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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