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December 14th, 2023, 10:14 PM
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Re: away from prying eyes [p]
"The memories are not full," Fellcone confessed. He assumed this was where Frozen's question was going. "Bits and pieces, I put together like a shattered mosaic. It is far from perfect but it.. reminds me of things. Eyes that burn like hot coals, smoldering and suffocating. They melt the eyes of frost, break it down into nothing.. and expect the forest to pick up the pieces." Quiet, for a moment. Contemplating, because it reminded him of ShadowClan and the why just did not click. not yet, at least.
Frost, ice. Ice. it hit, different. Two ice were better than one, but only one was Good. And the good.. his far-gaze was on Frozen. Soft, warm, motherly. If only Frozen could pass that onto their children.
Ah, maybe someday. A click of the tongue, and he moved on before his head hurt more. "I think of causing harm to many, for they.. have done nothing to deserve my mercy. If you have a list, give it - and you will see it done." A dangerous inflection, the crave to spill blood never truly left. Especially when they touched, hurt, his favorites.
And when the dawn returned, so would Scorchedfang - a mask to hide true intentions.
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January 5th, 2024, 01:05 PM
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Re: away from prying eyes [p]
Frozenberry -
Content + Interaction Warning
This character frequently explores themes of mental health, extreme violence, abuse, trauma, and self-harm.
@BEAR.
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January 6th, 2024, 11:49 AM
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Re: away from prying eyes [p]
"I am what StarClan Willed."
It was ominous, an echo of a past Father who may now look upon him with pride. .. Scorchedfang, Fellcone wondered if he would. But he would never know, as his tail swished against the floor. He felt antsy, gaze sweeping back toward the broken windowframe. Wondering if they were watched, followed. If his secrets would leave the security of this den..
But nothing came, and they remained alone. He forced the fur along his back to lie flat as he shuffled to sink over Frozen, a protective heap to keep his exposed belly safe. "Fear me not, dear. My Wrath will not touch you tonight." Perhaps in the future, an echo itself of past words. ".. you have never been deserving of it, I think." he had, and always was, worthy of protection. Lost and abused, like the name of a Clan ran only by soft-hearted cowards. But he would not hurt anymore, Fellcone would make sure of it.
".. One day," he mused after a moment. "I would like to ditch those fools, but I feel I cannot until I see them rise to their potential - or collapse under their frailty."
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