[Teza]

Originally Posted by LostintheEchoes

( @Liquoris Sorry it took so long! )
As the sun broke out from behind a patch of cloud, Blazingheart relished it's rays, as they warmed his paws and ears. He looked around camp, his deep blue eyes scanning the clearing for someone to speak to. As he did, his gaze lingered on the nursery and remembered the single mother that had been left in there, with her kits. StarClan, did he hate that tom who abandoned her. He almost visibly curled his lip in a scowl, but he refrained from doing so as he rose to his paws. Closing his eyes for a mere second so he could take in a few more seconds of the NewLeaf heat, he felt a purr rumble in his throat. He padded over to the fresh-kill pile, the grass lightly tingling his pads. The pile was piled with fresh water voles and fish, normal prey for the season. He glanced at the pile for a second, deciding what to choose, before lowering his head and sinking his jaws into a fresh carp, still warm and wet from the river. He remembered when he used to catch fish and bring it back to his... son. Suddenly memories of his family flooded back to him - the family he had left - and he tried to push the melancholy thoughts to the back of his mind. He picked up the fish and turned toward the nursery, bounding toward the den with a new energy. He swiftly stopped, his orange banded tail flicking. Gently dropping the carp on the ground, he pushed a little ways into the den, briefly pushing a tendril of reed away from the entrance with his paw. He glanced inside. "Birchstep?" He called. Suddenly he spotted the she-cat, laying on the ground with her kits, looking thin. "Oh, hey," he greeted, stepping in a bit more and dragging the large carp inside. "I thought you might want this. I didn't know if anyone had brought you anything to eat today or not," he said, nudging the prey toward her with his pale muzzle.

(It's fine lolz)

The fuzzy she-cat pricked her ears at her name. The voice was recognizable to her, and she smiled as she turned her head to view her friend. "Hello, Blazingheart. Thank you, but you know I can get up and feed myself," she giggled. "How have you been?" she asked. "I haven't really seen you for a while." Her golden eyes never left the friendly tom's. That is, until Otterkit decided to go play with his tail. When she saw her small kit out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at her belly where the other two kits were, then back to Otterkit. 'Great Starclan she's fast,' she thought. "Otterkit, stop bugging Blazingheart," she laughed. When the small kit came padding slowly back to her mother, Birchstep licked the kit. "I'm sorry about her, she's dreadfully bored in the Nursery. I can't say I blame her," she said with a light giggle at the end. She thought back to Yewheart, slight pain entering her heart at his treachery. She then lightly shook her head. She should have seen it coming. He did seem like the wandering type of cat, and he was from Skyclan. Besides, he gave her three beautiful kits. What more could the she-cat want? 'Maybe a father for them,' she thought, watching Otterkit lay down with her sisters and swiftly fall asleep. She then turned her attention back to her friend. "Sorry," she said simply, smiling fully at the handsome tom.