- Nov 26, 2022
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Hm, this was a familiar situation.
The lead warrior ducks into the nursery, looming charcoal form and all, shouldering past the walls with a dangling squirrel in his jaws. It seemed that the nursery was rather empty at the moment with a lot of the youths wrestling and chasing each other just outside of the fallen tree. Situated in her nest was Bobbie — it was like seeing a ghost. She used to have this sickeningly sweet aura to her, soft and warm like a kittypet yet fiery and infuriatingly stubborn to those she disagreed with. That fire had died, perhaps laying dormant for now. In fact, Slate can't recall the last time he had seen her speaking to anyone outside the nursery. She didn't seem to talk much... at all. Blazestar's death had understandably taken a toll on her, but it had been moons now... would she ever recover from his death?
Slate stops short of Bobbie's nest and drops the fresh-kill onto the ground, eyeing the cold, stale mouse barely nibbled upon by her paws. He furrows his brows and meets eyes of green. "You haven't been eating." He grunts. Was Bobbie still nursing? Kits didn't continue to nurse at this age... did they? Slate knew next to nothing about how kits operated, but even then, Bobbie needed to keep up her energy for other reasons. She still had to watch over her children; interact with them, teach them, and keep them at bay when they were getting too rowdy. She would be returning to warrior duties sooner than she knew it, but how would she be able to do so if she was weak and starved?
"You need to eat." Slate tells her, tone lacking empathy as he more or less orders her to do so. Bobbie was still a member of SkyClan and she wouldn't be of much use if she had no energy. What was she doing to do, let herself rot away in the nursery? It was not as if Slate had ever dealt with a loss so gutting and personal; of course he wouldn't have a clue as to what the former lead warrior was going through. However, he knew that it was better to lick your wounds and keep moving. It was all that he knew.
The lead warrior ducks into the nursery, looming charcoal form and all, shouldering past the walls with a dangling squirrel in his jaws. It seemed that the nursery was rather empty at the moment with a lot of the youths wrestling and chasing each other just outside of the fallen tree. Situated in her nest was Bobbie — it was like seeing a ghost. She used to have this sickeningly sweet aura to her, soft and warm like a kittypet yet fiery and infuriatingly stubborn to those she disagreed with. That fire had died, perhaps laying dormant for now. In fact, Slate can't recall the last time he had seen her speaking to anyone outside the nursery. She didn't seem to talk much... at all. Blazestar's death had understandably taken a toll on her, but it had been moons now... would she ever recover from his death?
Slate stops short of Bobbie's nest and drops the fresh-kill onto the ground, eyeing the cold, stale mouse barely nibbled upon by her paws. He furrows his brows and meets eyes of green. "You haven't been eating." He grunts. Was Bobbie still nursing? Kits didn't continue to nurse at this age... did they? Slate knew next to nothing about how kits operated, but even then, Bobbie needed to keep up her energy for other reasons. She still had to watch over her children; interact with them, teach them, and keep them at bay when they were getting too rowdy. She would be returning to warrior duties sooner than she knew it, but how would she be able to do so if she was weak and starved?
"You need to eat." Slate tells her, tone lacking empathy as he more or less orders her to do so. Bobbie was still a member of SkyClan and she wouldn't be of much use if she had no energy. What was she doing to do, let herself rot away in the nursery? It was not as if Slate had ever dealt with a loss so gutting and personal; of course he wouldn't have a clue as to what the former lead warrior was going through. However, he knew that it was better to lick your wounds and keep moving. It was all that he knew.
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