FOXGLOVEKISS
she/her. 52 moons (at death). slender ginger molly with brown and cream markings, blue eyes. left hind leg is scarred.
( purrks ; worldweaver, nightmare fuel - tier 1 permanently active)

foxglovekiss had been working on a certain skill for the few moons she had been dead. tugging and pulling at the strings of reality, clawing at the invisible walls that kept her entrapped. the molly, for the past few days (or has it been weeks? she cannot tell in this darkness) has been taking a short break to watch the clans. she's watched leaders, deputies, medicine cats and their apprentices all come and go. she must say, twilightstar and dawnstar are certainly admirable just for the fact they haven't suddenly disappeared or croaked out of nowhere like riverclan and thunderclan's ranks. why, last time she was alive, she believes thunderclan's leader was...aspenstar? now they've gone through, what, four leaders? on the fifth, now.

well, she supposes she should focus on her own clan - windclan. why, that is where her children are! it would be where her lovely mate, beastbelly, and her father, hawkhaze, would be too. if only beastbelly hadn't made such a horrible, foul decision to have an affair. anger still bubbles up in the molly just thinking about it. momentarily, her claws unsheathe and scrape against the cold ground. and oh, her poor, poor father - she's sure he'd still be alive if he hadn't gotten killed by that rogue. she would weep, but she fears that the cold of the dark forest has frozen her tears, unable to cry. but back onto her sweet windclan.

she's had an eye on her kits, watching them grow. some of them, she notes, definitely got their father's looks. a horrible thing, really, because beastbelly was a good tom turned sour. and that one loner..well, foxglovekiss isn't entirely sure if he was any good - he was a simple fling. she wonders if she should try to visit her kits in their dreams. she's also had her eyes on a ginger apprentice of windclan.

/ @ChaosBringer.

FOXGLOVEKISS
she/her. 52 moons (at death). slender ginger molly with brown and cream markings, blue eyes. left hind leg is scarred.
( purrks ; worldweaver, nightmare fuel - tier 1 permanently active)

in the quiet forest, it's not hard to hear when a cat is approaching. her ears swivel at the sound of paw steps, spinning around. her blue eyes search the area - oh! foxglovekiss watches in amusement as the ginger tom approaches her - he even growls. she continues to watch for a few moments before she speaks up, and with the way she speaks it seems like she's known whisperingpaw for moons. "oh, dear! you're finally here." she exclaims, swiftly approaching the young tom. she offers a smile.

"I'm foxglovekiss, I was in windclan..once. I've been waiting for you, and I have just the perfect offer for you, dear. I have to ask you a question first, though." foxglovekiss says, she pauses for a moment. "do you wish to defend yourself? clan life is very dangerous, you know. especially those shadowclanners, why, they seem to have it out for windclan."

/ @ChaosBringer. sorry for a short reply! ;;

FOXGLOVEKISS
she/her. 52 moons (at death). slender ginger molly with brown and cream markings, blue eyes. left hind leg is scarred.
( purrks ; worldweaver, nightmare fuel - tier 1 permanently active)

foxglovekiss notices unsheathes claws and tilts her head at the apprentice. she lets out a deep purr that vibrates from her chest at his answer, smiling warmly at whisperingpaw. "good, good!" she hums, approval in her voice. oh, had she let his name slip out? she purses her lips. how careless of her — she'd never been so disappointed in herself. it's as quick as the tom asks it, though, that she's come up with an answer. she begins to circle around the apprentice, seemingly inspecting him.

"well, if you must know, the stars have been whispering your name to me. they told me that you're very smart." she explains, eventually coming to a stop, and if whisperingpaw didnt move away, she'd rest her tail on his back. "but, do you know what I see, whisperingpaw?" she inquires, letting just a second of silence pass. her eyes flicker down, at her scarred leg. just for a split second. "I see a strong, intelligent, independent cat who just needs a little push to become his best self. his strongest self." the ginger molly says, and for a moment, it seems she's describing herself ay the start.

"what do you say?" foxglovekiss questions, hoping the tom will say yes.

[ @ChaosBringer. ]

FOXGLOVEKISS
she/her. 52 moons (at death). slender ginger molly with brown and cream markings, blue eyes. left hind leg is scarred.
( purrks ; worldweaver, nightmare fuel - tier 1 permanently active)

pride swells in the molly's chest when the young tom seems interested in her offer. ooh, he wants to terrorize a medicine cat? foxglovekiss looks down at whisperingpaw for a moment, with a loving gaze as if he was her kit. "of course I'll help you, whisperingpaw. I see your potential." the ginger molly reassures, offering a comforting lick on the ear if the ginger apprentice didn't move away. if she'd known it would be this easy to start training people, to get the attention she once received when she was alive, she would've started trying to visit people way quicker. "the things I'm going to teach you, you have to keep secret. people would question how you learned the moves I want to teach you. if you told, then I'd have to teach them too and you wouldn't be special, would you?"

/ @ChaosBringer.

FOXGLOVEKISS
she/her. 52 moons (at death). slender ginger molly with brown and cream markings, blue eyes. left hind leg is scarred.
( purrks ; worldweaver, nightmare fuel - tier 1 permanently active)

a purr rumbles in foxglovekiss's chest, nodding approvingly at whisperingpaw. "good, good! but first, what all do you know, whisperingpaw? I wouldn't want to.. overwhelm you if some of the moves are too complicated." she hums, quirking a brow at the ginger tom as she asks the question. she's able to hide a condescending tone easily with worry. she can think of a few she wants to teach him,,maybe she should start with the shoulder drop? something relatively simple (well, in her opinion), that could be turned lethal given the right circumstance and the skill. though, of course, she doesn't think whisperingpaw could ever be as good as her, but it would be nice if she could teach someone something and they'd listen. already, the apprentice seemed to be a much better listener than any of her kits.

[ @ChaosBringer. ]