[Fawn]

Frozenberry -

 

IS IT LOVE YOU NEED? DOES YOUR HEART NOT BLEED? x

The dreams were invasive, and there was only one way to soothe his soul. Confrontation. whywasntthereaneasierway to start? did it HAVE to be this-
if only he could sacrifice a mediator to save his own emotional well-being, someone to stand in the figurative middle (because there was no way he could do this face to face HE COULDNT it was too much) and pass messages back and forth. An indirect means of contact that didn't require Frozenberry to put himself through the wringer, but would that be enough? (what if it didn't work, what if nothing worked) then, someone else would know the darkness -- the messed up part -- that festered in him, and here he was feeling gross again.

Wearing it around like old scratchy stale winter fur as he slid into the habit of watching and not doing anything else despite his efforts. (Useless, it was like he didn't even WANT to get better.) Maybe confrontation would have to wait until later, or another day, or the next millennia.

Meanwhile, it was so very Nice that He could just work dutifully away on a den like a productive member of Clansociety. Cool, cool. Not even a single breakdown, panic attack, care in the world, or, oooh he didn't know,
ACKNOWLEDGMENT??? he deserved at least that during the times he forgot he was undeserving of anything meaningful.

Firebird. Firehawk. That was his dad's name. FIREHAWK.

[ @BEAR. ]

Content + Interaction Warning
This character frequently explores themes of mental health, extreme violence, abuse, trauma, and self-harm.