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〔✦〕When it comes to the matters of the heart, Roaringsun is as dense as the foliage of ThunderClan's territory. So he cannot put a name to this funny feeling that comes over him sometimes; several funny feelings - like he's being shocked by lightning, or he gets all warm as if fire rages on inside him. There are many things he feels when he's with Hawkspine but none of them are ever bad ( while the topic of conversation isn't always pleasant, nothing Hawkspine has ever done has made him feel bad ).
He's strolling through the forest when he spots Stormywing in one of her favorite places — which wasn't at Thundergleam's side this time — perched atop a branch. The lion-like tom makes sure he's not interrupting a solo hunting session before greeting the gray she-cat. He studies her movements carefully ( maybe she smells something he doesn't ) but nothing comes; she's just lounging.
"Stormywing!" Roaringsun calls to the she-cat, leaping onto the tree to join her. They had never been particularly close, not in the way she is to Thundergleam or Roeflame, but they were friendly to each other. And when it comes to feelings he figures there's no one better: from Iciclefang to Thundergleam, Stormywing had. . . experience, so to speak. "Uh," He begins with a clear of his throat, sitting beside her. "I know this is out of nowhere," The tom dry-laughs, obviously nervous and awkward. There was something embarrassing about asking the warrior about emotions when they aren't particularly on the friends level. "How did you know you were in love?" To whom he does not specify. If she spoke on her previous feelings for Iciclefang or her current ones for Thundergleam he wouldn't care, as long as his question wasn't taken as a joke.
He's strolling through the forest when he spots Stormywing in one of her favorite places — which wasn't at Thundergleam's side this time — perched atop a branch. The lion-like tom makes sure he's not interrupting a solo hunting session before greeting the gray she-cat. He studies her movements carefully ( maybe she smells something he doesn't ) but nothing comes; she's just lounging.
"Stormywing!" Roaringsun calls to the she-cat, leaping onto the tree to join her. They had never been particularly close, not in the way she is to Thundergleam or Roeflame, but they were friendly to each other. And when it comes to feelings he figures there's no one better: from Iciclefang to Thundergleam, Stormywing had. . . experience, so to speak. "Uh," He begins with a clear of his throat, sitting beside her. "I know this is out of nowhere," The tom dry-laughs, obviously nervous and awkward. There was something embarrassing about asking the warrior about emotions when they aren't particularly on the friends level. "How did you know you were in love?" To whom he does not specify. If she spoke on her previous feelings for Iciclefang or her current ones for Thundergleam he wouldn't care, as long as his question wasn't taken as a joke.

- ooc. @STORMYWING
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ROARINGSUN —— warrior of thunderclan , mentor to berrypaw . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
✦ male / he/him / 15 moons & ages every 14ᵗʰ
✦ single / orientation & poly or mono / open/closed to romance
✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
—— combat details here / battle notes
✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
✦ tags — msg on discord (hypmic) for plots — toyhouse
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reference image here
a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.