[Rowan]

 

Originally Posted by Rose

She/Her | Purrk(s): Just A Scratch

One second! She'd closed her eyes for one whole second, and now the kits were gone! "Rowanmane!" Wisteriawren cries out in distress as she stumbles over the threshold of the warrior's den, searching in vain for her mate. "Rowanmane! The kits! The kits are gone!" She was already on the verge of tears, and just saying the words out loud had those tears readily dripping down her cheeks, a steady stream of worry. She'd been so tired lately, even though there were only a mere three kits to track. "I only closed my eyes for a moment, I-- Ro!" One would think a mother of those three troublemakers would know better by now. Her poor little angels were gone! Was her mate even in here?!

[ @Rowan - Rowanmane | Am supposed to be on rp hiatus but I couldn't resist ]

• he/him • 48 moons • riverclan/warrior •
killer aptitude t2, primal instincts

He had just settled into a crouch. Not asleep—never quite asleep, not these days—but he'd let his eyes slip shut for maybe two heartbeats. That was all it took for chaos to take reign. The first thing he registered was his mates new presence. His head snapped up. The words registered, and so did the tremble behind them. Then came the tears—and RowanMane was moving. He was already by her side by the time she choked out “Ro!” again, brushing against her flank to ground her.

“What?” he asked, rough and low, alarm flickering to life behind his narrowed eyes. “Gone—how gone? D’you mean wandered, or gone gone?”

He wasn’t angry. Not at her. He could see it in her face, pure panic. Stars, she was crying. He gave her a soft nudge, trying to coax her back to the present. “Tell me where y’ last saw ‘em. All three, or just one? What were they doin’? We’ll find ‘em, Wisty. I’ll get ‘em.” And Stars help whichever kit had led the charge this time.

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