[Dolomedes]

 

Originally Posted by SuspiciousMindz

[Sparrowpelt]
ThunderClan Warrior
Killer Aptitude T3 | Just A Scratch | Hulk SMASH

Sparrowpelt would glance down at the sudden presence of another squirming around trying to seek warmth in his fur. It didn't take long for Sparrowpelt to recognize Rosekit and he'd press down into her gently to shield her from the wind better. Even scooping her aside to sit between his large front paws so his chest and belly fluff would blanket her. Really, she should've stayed in the nursery, but Drizzlecloud wasn't there to contain them anymore, so he wasn't surprised that they were here.

However, that left him with a sudden realization. Should he be hanging out in the nursery more often? Should he be sleeping with them and ensuring their safety? The world was crashing down around him, but he still held a gentle light in his eyes and a smile on his face. He supposed his family wasn't totally gone. The Spring-kittens were still. They were basically his adoptive kits and family.

"I'm not sure where Drizzlecloud is..." his voice cracked towards the end, but he quickly cleared his throat. He didn't want to scare the kitten, no. "We are mates. I love her very much, I have for a few seasons now," Sparrowpelt spoke more lightly. Unbeknownst to him, their one year anniversary was coming up on them. "Love makes cats a family. When you love someone, they're your family in some way, if that helps," the large tabby spoke, leaning down and rasping his tongue over the top of her head with a gentle purr. Sparrowpelt had always wanted a redo on family and with only the spring-kittens left, they might be his only option, not that that was a bad thing. He just didn't want to mess up or lose them. He'd already grown rather protective over them.

@Dolomedes - Rosekit

Rosekit

Rosekit allowed the cuddling even though it ruffled her freshly washed fur, mostly because it was too cold for anything else and Rosekit didn't want to be a wilted rose by the end of the meaning from the chill. Though she did take to furiously licking at Sparrowpelt's fur because honestly, wasn't he a warrior, he should be much more put together and nevermind the wind that was a phony excuse! Rosekit's fur was well kept and she dealt with breezes through camp all the time. Her ears twitched though, as she listened attentively despite her cleaning hobby.

Rosekit's ears flattened with the words... "Maybe wherever Drizzlemom is Kestrelkit is with her too. They'll keep each other safe until they return back home. If they love us they will." She tolerated the licks the warriors gave her for a few moments before speaking up again, "That means you're Sparrowdad right? Because Drizzlemom is your mate?" It would be nice to have someone like that she thinks, and even though the tom's description of love was strange to her, she thought it was a nice idea. Loving. Love. She wondered if Spring loved her, if Spring loved Thunderclan. If she did, why did she turn her back on her family.

The kit fell silent, her eyes dropping to the large paws in front of her. She wanted to ask the question that has been haunting her since she was barely old enough to understand it, to understand that she was not born to Drizzlemom like she originally thought when she was still a baby and stuff. But the thought of actually speaking that out, and the idea of what could- no what would be the answer, made the words unspeakable. It almost made her want to cry, and she could feel the warning sting in her nose. NO!

Warrior's don't cry. Rosekit wanted to shout something, rather be angry than sad. That's what Bumblestar could do, she was strong and didn't falter, and Rosekit wanted to be like that. "You better come to the nursery more often then, if you really wanna be Sparrowdad, otherwise I might just have to exile you and turn you into Sparrowkit!" She sniffed, and hoped that the older feline wouldn't catch on to her feelings and how close she was ( and still kind of was ) to crying.