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June 24th, 2024, 04:47 AM
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*rattles cage* LEMME OUT
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My Greatest Blessings Call Me Momma [p]
Firestorm
Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Burn Baby Burn | Monkey’s Paw
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A fresh start, that’s what this was. Having come back to life for the express purpose of raising her kits, that’s what Firestorm was attempting to do. Motherhood not at all being what she expected, she was still trying to learn things. Her kits, while young, each had their own distinct personalities and individual needs – a lot to keep up with. The nursery was… cramped. Or it fel that way. The orange queen wished to once again race along the moor, or go out with Spots and just enjoy one another’s company… but she couldn’t. Lightningstorm didn’t remember her, Lightningstorm didn’t remember the kits, and Lightningstorm didn’t remember the feelings that they shared during their time together.
It was sickening, depressing even, but she tried her best to not let it show to the kits she shared with the healer. She would be all smiles with them, however, in the fleeting moments she was able to get to herself, her cheerful exterior broke and she often found herself crying. She accomplished her goals so she couldn’t really complain, however, she couldn’t help but feel it was all unfair. When she asked to be brought back to life, she intended on raising her kits with the pretty calico. But now? Now she was stuck raising them on her own. Is this what her mother had felt like before her death? Stuck to raise her and her sister after her father died prior to their birth? It was… sad. All of it was just sad.
At the moment, Firestorm was keeping careful watch over her son and daughters, making sure they didn’t get into too much trouble within the confines of the den. With Laurelkit being the explorative type, it was only a matter of time before she was hit with a “Momma! Momma! Can we go outside!?” And to be frank, she was dreading that. What if something bad were to happen? What if they got stepped on? She still couldn’t get over the possibility of something happening to her little ones. Was it a silly worry? Well, maybe, but she had to keep them safe and well so she could show Lightningstorm the fruits of their (hers, really) labor when the healer got her memories back.
Speaking of the calico… A familiar scent wafted into the nursery from the outside, causing the fur along her back to stand on end. Lightningstorm was close. Was she coming to visit her? Did she want to see their kits? Would she remember them all? Anxiously, the young queen glanced towards the entrance. Lightningstorm, her love, her whole world, was just out there. The oceanic hues of those beautiful blue eyes were right outside of the den. Should she… should she get up? Should she greet her? Did she look presentable? A bit uncharacteristically self-conscious, Firestorm quickly began to smooth down her fur. Even if things were… confusing between the two of them, the least she could do was make sure she looked all pretty for her!
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