[taillow]

Wingkit
He/him | 5 moons | No purrks

He had taken the time before approaching his aunt's den to compose himself (and to also make sure Honeys was safe and sound inside the nursery). There was only one reason - or maybe two - that Wingkit was here today, and he wanted to get it over with as fast as possible. It made his fur crawl thinking about entering the den of a cat who could quite possibly want nothing to do with him, especially one that was family) but still the young tom stepped into the dark, cool den and glanced around.

"...Larkstar?" His blue-green eyes had to adjust momentarily to the dim lighting as he stepped further in, searching for wherever his aunt was resting. His heart hummed in his chest like a buzzing fly but he ignored the way it screamed at him to run and hide. "...I wanted to comes and, um..." One paw digging against the ground as his tail drooped a bit and his gaze remained focused on it, the tom did whatever he could to avoid looking directly at his kin. "...um... apologize abouts, um, the... meeting." The words were muttered under his breath and accompanied with a hardened stare in his eyes that was directed at the wall just behind his aunt and not at her. Still his paw twirled against the floor of his den and the tip of his tail twitched anxiously.

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