Mamas Boy, Mamas Boy [P]

[Desert Rain Frog]

HOUNDKIT
THE LEAF KING
"Realize, That I Can Be The Eye, The Eye Of The Storm."


He Sat In That Little Area. An Area He'd Claimed His. The Little Bush Clearing, He Willed For His Mother.


(Short Post I'm On Da Phone) @Luna16

[Luna16]

The pale ginger tabby she-cat had laid herself to rest in the nursery, tail curled around her kits in a rare display of affection and protectiveness. It wasn't that she didn't love her kits after all, she just...struggled. But suddenly, as she drifted off into sleep, Strawberryfur had a feeling that she didn't know where she was... Her orange gaze flickered around in confusion, she'd never seen this place. Surely this wasn't a dream...or else it would resemble ThunderClan's territory. Right? Confused, the feline stepped into a clearing, and she froze. It felt like her blood turned to ice as she stared at a figure that was all-too-familiar. A pelt and form that haunted her nightmares and her waking mind.

Houndkit!

But...how was this possible?! Was she dead!? So many emotions swept over Strawberryfur in that moment that she felt unstable. But then...she remembered Marigoldkit saying something about seeing Houndkit in a dream...and she wondered... Still feeling like a small breeze could topple her over, the pale ginger tabby limped forward a few unsure pawsteps. "H-Houndkit?" She rasped. "Is that...really you?"

@Desert Rain Frog - Houndkit - sorry for the delay!

[Desert Rain Frog]

HOUNDKIT
THE LEAF KING
"Realize That I Can Be The Eye, The Eye Of The Storm."


He'd Done It.

He'd Really Done It. He'd Called For His Mama To A Dream, And She Came. His Mama Was Here! And He Was Staring At The Love He'd Been Truly deprived Of. His Mama. He Was Staring Right At Her. Directly At His Wonderful Mama.
"I Did It."

He Breathed The Words. A Quiet Breath. His Simple Blue And Green Eyes Studied His Mother For Another Moment. He Studied The Mama He Watched Raise His Siblings.
"It Is. It's Me, Mama. I Did It. I Really Did It!"

He Stared At Her, His Simple Picture Of Her. She Was Wonderful. His Perfect Fur, Long And Soft, Puffed Up In A True Kit Fashion. He'd Finally Seen His Mother Alive For Longer Than A Moment. He Stood Up, And Took A Single Step, His Jaw Slightly Opened In Wonder. He'd Called Two Of His Family To A Dream Now, MarigoldKit And Now Mama. Another Step. Then He Jumped At Her, Pressing His Head Into Her Fur.
"I Missed You Mama. But I've Watched You All. Your An Amazing Mama. And It Wasn't StarClan's Punishment To Take Me. Just Thought Ya Wanted To Know That."

He Smiled A Bit, Staring Up At The Shecat He'd Adored The More He Witnessed His Mama Being Strong For Her Other Kits. He Purred, Rubbing His Head Into Her Fur.

@Luna16 - Straws ~ No Problem!

[Luna16]

Strawberryfur felt paralyzed for a moment, in part because she was too afraid to move. Afraid that if she did, it might cause her to wake up, and she’d curse herself to death if that happened. Instead, she waited as Houndkit approached her, collapsing as he jumped at her, catching him in her chest and wrapping a foreleg around him protectively. The movements were instinctual, she didn’t have to think about it. Houndkit…his death was the source of much of her grief and self-loathing. But she hadn’t realized that until this moment.

She had always worried, that if Houndkit ever called her to a dream like he did Mari that he’d be angry with her. That he would blame her for his death. But here he was, looking at her with all the love in his gaze as she’d seen from her living kits, with words that seemed to bring thaw to leaf-bare’s ice. Stars…she hadn’t realized how badly she needed to hear these words. Strawberryfur couldn’t control how loudly she purred, burying her face into the little scrape, her son. The son she never had the chance to nurse or hold in life. He was here, comforting her. He didn’t blame her at all.

What’s more, he said his death wasn’t a punishment from StarClan. The pale ginger tabby she-cat’s body trembled with relief, her breathing broken up with sobs. She licked her son’s fur furiously, as though he might disappear any moment. She had a lifetime’s worth of things she wanted to say. “Oh Houndkit…” She murmured with a purr. “Thank you…thank you for calling me here and telling me that. Thank you for not hating me.” Truly, her son’s wisdom was surprising.

He was still young, but he showed so much strength. “I love you and your siblings so much…” Her voice wavered, she wasn’t able to finish the thought. But it seemed that Houndkit somehow knew of her internal struggle. She licked her son between the ears affectionately before resting her muzzle on the top of his head, holding him close. “H-How are you?” She finally asked, blinking her orange eyes down at him. “Are you getting along with the other kits? Are you…okay?” Her voice shook at the end. He didn’t seem to be suffering, but still.

A thought occurred to her, who was looking after him? “Is there somecat who looks after you?” A little bit of a panicked trill rose in her voice. Surely StarClan was treating her son well and there was somecat looking after him. But she had never really stopped to ponder it, only assumed. And she never in a thousand moons thought she’d actually have the chance to ask him herself.

@Desert Rain Frog - Houndkit - omg this is such a beautiful moment