[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

Though Mumblenose believed himself to be the unintentional source of Singe's cruel ways, he wasn't aware of whether or not the idea was factual. It was true that he blamed himself and punished himself terribly, but now that his kin were coming back to him, he had something to fight for. Maybe the way he treated Singe as a kitten was cruel, but he yearned to make up for his mistake. Unfortunately, Singe had made it clear how unwelcome Mumblenose was in his life. He had tried, though, and even attempted to twist his son's beliefs to something good. Perhaps he could've lead Singe along a path of righteousness if he had tried harder? But then Singe threatened him, warning him that if he dared to so much as glance at his family, Mumblenose would face the consequences. He wasn't scared of Singe, but he hoped that if he listened to him, their relationship would be mended a bit.

Mumblenose obediently obeyed his son's request, avoiding his kin. But, somehow, he still faced the consequences. During the battle where SkyClan attacked WindClan, Mumblenose was forced to face his other son, Searblaze. In the end, his family left him. And he didn't have a Bliss to seek comfort in. He then drowned in a period of severe depression. Those times haunted him, during his awaking moments and his sleeping moments.

Now, though, Mumblenose was encouraged to fight for what he had. He had been sad before, too, before the Evil Era, but when he saw what his son was bringing to the clan... He had to fight for WindClan; but he failed. He became sad once more. But he was happy, now that his kin returned to him. It was always a pattern, always. What would make him sad once more?

``Yes, your grandfather!`` Mumblenose cheered quietly, excited that Forestpaw seemed to understand - somewhat understand. He straightened happily, a bright grin on his face. Then he realized she was uneasy, most likely because this was their first meeting. Of course she will feel uncertain! His smile faltering slightly, he folded his ears in embarrassment. ``Oh, sorry. I understand I must be coming on strong - I'm just so excited I finally get to meet you!`` He figured his height could be intimidating, so after flashing her an apologetic look for his kit-like approach, Mumblenose lowered himself to his belly. His forepaws stretched before him, as long as they were, and his haunches were tucked against his flanks. He still held his head high, unable to bring it lower due to excitement. And then it hit him - did he remind Forestpaw of Singe? With his shock ebbing away as explanations clouding his mind, Mumblenose quickly meowed, ``I'm not... for lack of a better word, bad.``

So, Singe had obviously failed to mention this. A grandfather she had never heard of? Not what she was expecting when she came back. But his features, height, pelt, even eyes. It all reminded her of Him. It wasn't on a bad way though. Forest loved her father. She really did, no matter how other viewed her for it. It was the father she had and she had to love him the way he was. Sure, as she grew older she was beginning to disagree with more and more if the things he had done and was doing, but that didn't mean she stopped loving him for it.

But now, here was this cat who claimed to be her grandfather. Sure she had no way to verify that, but judging by the same features, height and all, she would trust him in his word. Beside it seemed he knew who she was, though she didn't know his name. If this cat was her family, maybe she could get to know him? Maybe her Grandfather could be a good alternative to Singe for her.

"Huh," she huffed. "Singe never mentioned anything if you. And besides, I don't even know your name. " she remarked, gazing at him with calm and steady eyes, holding his gaze. "Of course, I don't doubt you, but you look a bit young bye be called grandfather. " she purred in slight assume that. Maybe this could be the start of her second chance, the chance of a life time, the chance to change everything, and to fix her problems.