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Post by Sand on Nov 26, 2023 15:24:39 GMT -5
Beesnap clearing — accompanied by: Honeystream Beesnap's heart leapt when she saw Honeystream hurrying over towards her. At last, she knew her mate was safe and healthy. The two hadn’t had time to speak with each other since the news of Hollyheart’s death and the other patrol members’ injuries. Hearing her mate’s voice made her purr deeply. She pressed herself against the white and ginger molly lovingly while glancing at the obvious concern on Honeystream’s face. "It feels like I haven’t seen you in a moon,” she meowed, licking the molly’s cheek gently. "What’s eating at you? Tell me."
The black molly knew what her mate was going through as she felt the same way. Her stomach was in knots and she felt sick to her core. Beesnap wanted to take her pain away so badly. She curled her black tail around her paws and waited for Honeystream to speak. She knew that Bearpaw becoming a guard was worse for her mate compared to herself. Honeystream’s brother was already a guard. However, Beesnap knew how life went for the night guards and it seemed as if their days were numbered. Hollyheart’s death proved it alone.
The warrior had already thought of plenty of what-ifs or horrific situations. She didn’t want to think so negatively anymore, but it was as if her mind couldn’t stop. What if Bearpaw couldn’t recover from her injuries? What would her life be like if she couldn’t become a night guard? Being a warrior would be safer, but Beesnap wasn’t so sure anymore. After all, it was Bearpaw’s dream to become a night guard, not a warrior. She couldn't change that now.
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 11, 2023 14:26:15 GMT -5
[ will be working on a reply in the next few days! ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 14, 2023 21:41:51 GMT -5
Honeystream »
Even when life wanted to sink its cruel talons into Honeystream’s heart and twist her into a tangled knot of painful worry, Beesnap’s presence always made the ginger and white molly feel at ease. What Honeystream would do without Beesnap, she had no idea, but she knew that, no matter what, the black molly would make her feel better, would at least smooth her ruffled fur and slow down the racing thoughts of anxiety that liked to plague her mind in troubling times.
She leaned into Beesnap’s black fur more, muscles losing the tightness that pulled over her frame. ”I’m worried about Bearpaw,” Honeystream admitted with a soft breath. Slowly she pulled away from her mate’s embrace and looked at the slender warrior with copper eyes stretched wide. It wasn’t expressed as visually on Beesnap as it was Honeystream, but the ginger and white warrior knew the subtleties of her mare. She knew Beesnap well enough to understand that the black warrior was just as worried about their kit as Honeystream, Honeystream just had a harder time at hiding her concerns than Beesnap did. Bearpaw was their only kit, and the thought of something happening to her ate away at Honeystream like a fox gnawing on a bone. The moment Bearpaw had decided to become a night guard had sent Honeystream into a panic, and while she loved that her daughter never backed down from a challenge and always chased after her dreams, the molly had hoped that Bearpaw would give up the night guard dream or simply fail her night guard assessments. Of course these thoughts had never been spoken aloud to her daughter, only shared in the presence of Beesnap.
The day it had been announced that Bearpaw would begin her training as a night guard apprentice had both been exciting and terrifying for Honeystream. The pride she had felt for her kit had clashed with the gut wrenching fear of knowing her daughter would more than likely die before Honeystream. She already had to live with the thought of knowing Icetail, her own littermate, would never live to see his days as an elder, and while she had not fully come to terms with that, she could at least live with it. Bearpaw being a night guard, on the other paw, had always been a twist in her guts that Honeystream had never been able to fix. And now that her daughter was injured in the medicine cat den, her only kit, her pride and joy…
”What if she…what if…” Honeystream’s throat clenched, the words stuck in her throat, yet she knew Beesnap could decipher what she was trying to ask. What if their daughter died because of her wounds? It pained Honeystream to even think about Bearpaw losing her life while she was still so young and had so much to live for. Bearpaw was still just a kit in Honeystream’s eyes, her little baby that she had watched grow from a tiny little newborn kit into the cat she was now becoming. If she were to die now before she even had a chance to live, Honeystream didn’t know what she would do. She didn’t think she would ever be able to recover from losing Bearpaw, even with Beesnap at her side to help with the grief over their kit.
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Post by Sand on Dec 19, 2023 11:13:59 GMT -5
[ I'll get my reply up tonight. things have been chaotic lately.
I love Honeystream though <333 ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Dec 23, 2023 19:55:37 GMT -5
[ take all the time you need!
Honey’s such a little worrywart ]
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