- May 6, 2024
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A pensive expression weighs on Rowanpaw's features as they traipse in circles around the Sandy Hollow. It is not as if they are the particularly expressive type of cat; a soft frown and a neutral stare are usually their default. However, it did not take much to decipher that something was on Rowanpaw's mind, especially with the way they paced back and forth like a caged tiger.
The instant that their littermates return from their assigned patrol, the chimera stalks up to them with haste, exchanging a grim look. "I have something of importance to share with you both. Come." There is no room for debate as the tunneler apprentice already turns to head for a secluded corner of camp. The three regrettably cannot escape into the territory somewhere to unpack this news away from prying ears, so hopefully Viperpaw wouldn't react loudly. There was no telling how their siblings would take this news; Rowanpaw had nearly lost their grip on their composure as well.
This could not wait. Their kin deserved to know the truth about their other parent, the one who they had believed was dead for their entire lives. According to Sedgepounce, that may not be the case. "There is no easy way to put this..." Rowanpaw sighs once they all situate themselves away from the rest of the clan. Mismatched eyes flick from Viperpaw to Rosepaw. Although they had never met Berrysnap before, there is something hauntingly familiar about the swaths of ginger that their brother and sister sport. "I've discovered the truth about our mother." They begin, bating their breath for only a moment before pushing forth, knowing that delaying the process would not do any good, "She was a loyalist under Sootstar. We were born in DuskClan; she gave us to WindClan when we were newborns."
The truth stings just as much a second time. Repulsion bubbles to their unemotional features, their stomach twisting and turning as if they were falling ill. Both of their parents had been loyal to that murderous tyrant. And what was worse, they were born into the very clan that Rowanpaw hated with a fiery passion. To think that, in another universe, Rowanpaw would have been raised alongside those thieving scum. Instead, Berrysnap had dumped her children onto a father who would end up abandoning them anyway. "She may be still alive." Rowanpaw frowns at the thought, regret and conflict brewing in their gut. They knew that they would never sleep at night without knowing the full truth, but now they knew that they had all been better off thinking that Berrysnap was dead. Was she still alive, living amongst those foxhearted rogues? If they met her in battle, would they know?
The instant that their littermates return from their assigned patrol, the chimera stalks up to them with haste, exchanging a grim look. "I have something of importance to share with you both. Come." There is no room for debate as the tunneler apprentice already turns to head for a secluded corner of camp. The three regrettably cannot escape into the territory somewhere to unpack this news away from prying ears, so hopefully Viperpaw wouldn't react loudly. There was no telling how their siblings would take this news; Rowanpaw had nearly lost their grip on their composure as well.
This could not wait. Their kin deserved to know the truth about their other parent, the one who they had believed was dead for their entire lives. According to Sedgepounce, that may not be the case. "There is no easy way to put this..." Rowanpaw sighs once they all situate themselves away from the rest of the clan. Mismatched eyes flick from Viperpaw to Rosepaw. Although they had never met Berrysnap before, there is something hauntingly familiar about the swaths of ginger that their brother and sister sport. "I've discovered the truth about our mother." They begin, bating their breath for only a moment before pushing forth, knowing that delaying the process would not do any good, "She was a loyalist under Sootstar. We were born in DuskClan; she gave us to WindClan when we were newborns."
The truth stings just as much a second time. Repulsion bubbles to their unemotional features, their stomach twisting and turning as if they were falling ill. Both of their parents had been loyal to that murderous tyrant. And what was worse, they were born into the very clan that Rowanpaw hated with a fiery passion. To think that, in another universe, Rowanpaw would have been raised alongside those thieving scum. Instead, Berrysnap had dumped her children onto a father who would end up abandoning them anyway. "She may be still alive." Rowanpaw frowns at the thought, regret and conflict brewing in their gut. They knew that they would never sleep at night without knowing the full truth, but now they knew that they had all been better off thinking that Berrysnap was dead. Was she still alive, living amongst those foxhearted rogues? If they met her in battle, would they know?
