[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

Though forewarned of this occurring due to the discussion last night it was still something mind boggling to witness, sitting in the crowd as Bumblestars last declaration rung out over the crowd. The tripod had exited the medicine cats den with their sister, Violetfreckle draped on their back like a shawl given she wasnt really up to walking yet, still limping and wheezing themselves but looking so much better now.


Sure the new scars were brutal and an ugly shiny pink of most new scars, and sure their new snaggle fang did not make them the most pretty cat, but they were alive and recovering again. And Mudhound viewed survival as something far more important then most anything, so they werent bothered at all.


No they were more focused with gently setting Violetfreckle down, supporting her with their bulk, watching their clanmates and sisters reactions with a keen eye. If someone pitched a fit they might just explode after all, but so far beyond shock everything was calm. Good, they better stay that way Mudhound was recovered enough to throw paws and still kinda emotionally unstable.


The tripod purred as their sister stumbled down to join them, quickly slotting her inbetween themself and Violetfreckle. "Good wording Bumble-sis. Youre doing great, love you." A overlarge tongue flattened an errant bit of fur on the newly hornets head. "Lotsa small meals sound good right? So we should rest before another, naps or flower crowns or something...." Something light and happy and not work Ms Bumblebreak.


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