•° Violetfreckle °•
Rapid Recovery • Collector • Master Scout
Something was wrong.
For the past few days, Bumblestar had been... quiet. Reserved. Absolutely not the strong-willed, bull-headed, loud and opinionated cat she knew and loved. At first, she'd given her mate some space; everyone had their off-days, and being leader was one hell of a lot of work, Violetfreckle figured. But then one day became two, then three, then more and more. This couldn't be ignored anymore. Something was
very wrong.
She crept into the leader's den, feeling wary.
"Bumblestar?" she called as she walked in. Violetfreckle stopped for a moment to take in the familiar scents and truly acknowledge them, a brief moment of pause before what could be a hard talk. Bumblestar's scent, intertwined with her own. Strong. But there, just faintly, Wolfhive's. Despite moons of not being here, it still lingered. Violetfreckle missed the kid; she was honestly about to go out and find a damn cure herself. A sigh as she realized she'd just have to trust that he would be back here soon enough. And then, just barely, a little bit of a flowery scent. Maybe Violetfreckle would have to grab some snowdrops soon, depending on how this went.
Finally, after what felt like forever, Vi took just a few more steps in and fully entered the den. She went to nestle and settle beside Bumblestar, assuming the other cat would let her.
"Bumblestar," she repeated, softer. Gentler. Almost a mumble.
"What's wrong?"
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