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August 26th, 2024, 06:16 PM
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the flower girl
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Join Date: Apr 2023
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they'll be our art [p]
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Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her
Purrks: Heightened Perception(active), Herbal Knowledge T2 & Monkey’s Paw.
Drizzlecloud had finally come to her conclusion after half a moon of ignoring the signs. Eventually, she finally recognized what was staring her directly in the eyes–pregnancy! After a run-in with Wolfhive who thought she had just gained weight for no reason, to which she had to explain that she was expecting, she figured that now was the time to tell the soon-to-be-father of her soon-to-be-babies that she was in fact pregnant.
When she found the familiar pelt that belonged to her beloved, she was quick to slip up right against his side, brushing her fur against his with a loud purr rumbling in her chest.
“Sparrowpelt, hello, honey.” She nosed at his muzzle–pregnancy had made her a whole lot more affectionate than she already was, something that she herself didn’t notice but perhaps he would. “Would you mind going for a little walk? I’d like to have a chat, if you can spare the time.”
[ @ SuspiciousMindz ]
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Just A Fossil
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Join Date: Oct 2016
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Re: they'll be our art [p]
[Sparrowpelt]
ThunderClan Warrior
Killer Aptitude T3 | Just A Scratch | Hulk SMASH
The large tom was finishing up a grooming session. His fluffy pelt often took a lot of time to manage, the grooming was annoying somedays. However, it was worth it for the moments like this when his mate would brush up against him, pushing his fur the wrong way. It'd feel extra soft for her and no knots would be found.
Sparrowpelt mimicked the loud rumbling noise with his own, a sympathy of purrs erupting from them. This was a rather different state from her. Usually, the tom was the one being extra affectionate, not that he was complaining though. "Darling, hello," Sparrowpelt would sign, getting up onto his paws at the suggestion of a walk. "I'll always take a walk with you," his purring softened slightly as more intrusive thoughts surged his mind. He hated when he didn't know what the talks were about, but trusted that they were always important.
@Omari - Drizzlecloud
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