Post by Mothdust on Jun 26, 2023 14:11:18 GMT -6
Mothdust was normally one to almost always follow rules, hardly ever step out of line, but maybe that was because of her upbringing. Afraid of what Obsidianglare would say or might do, so she always tried to stand with her nose and chin held high, her eyes in front of her. Though, suppose now that she made it to adulthood, made her way to being the deputy of Lunarclan, she wasn't as afraid anymore. She didn't mind bending the rules a little, especially if it was for Havenkit...she had such a soft spot for the little cinnamon point.
So, with a sun falling behind the trees to allow the moon to have it's time in the sky, the dark furred molly nudged the kit out of the camp entrance, quickly glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching or following. She shouldn't be doing this, kits weren't supposed to leave camp and with Mothdust's recent run in of disappearing for at least for a week, it might raise alarm, but she had recently seen a pretty patch of flowers that she believed Havenkit would like. "Stay close to me, okay? Don't wander off," The molly spoke in a hushed voice as the two of the trotted away from camp. Her own dark fur brushed against the kit's lighter pelt as the walked on, Mothdust trying to pace herself reasonably so Haven could keep up with her.
Walking a little longer, mostly in quiet, soon enough Mothdust paused at a small clearing, bathed in shadows and darkening sunlight. The clearing was filled of white and purple flowers, clovers, and a sweet floral scent.
"speech"
So, with a sun falling behind the trees to allow the moon to have it's time in the sky, the dark furred molly nudged the kit out of the camp entrance, quickly glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching or following. She shouldn't be doing this, kits weren't supposed to leave camp and with Mothdust's recent run in of disappearing for at least for a week, it might raise alarm, but she had recently seen a pretty patch of flowers that she believed Havenkit would like. "Stay close to me, okay? Don't wander off," The molly spoke in a hushed voice as the two of the trotted away from camp. Her own dark fur brushed against the kit's lighter pelt as the walked on, Mothdust trying to pace herself reasonably so Haven could keep up with her.
Walking a little longer, mostly in quiet, soon enough Mothdust paused at a small clearing, bathed in shadows and darkening sunlight. The clearing was filled of white and purple flowers, clovers, and a sweet floral scent.
"speech"
