[graves]

Originally Posted by starfall

The molly was deep in thought, recent events ran rampant through her mind, Standingsea, kits, oh great Starclan kits. She didnt know how she was supposed to react to that, she wasnt sure how to raise them, she had only just become a warrior and yet she was going to be shut in the nursery. She let out a sigh then a chuckle, although she wasnt too happy about being cooped up in the nursery she was elated that she was going to have kits, she had always wanted her own family, cats to look after, cats to take care of. The warrior was pulled out of her thoughts by her mother, the older molly padding towords her, golden eyes seeming to glow brighter than before. She returned her mothers smile with a bright smile of her own, she loved interacting with her siblings, it always made her day brighter, but talking and walking with the warriors who took her in and gave her a place to sleep always painted a big smile on the warriors maw. Her ocean blue optics danced with joy and love, although she could never express how grateful she was towords Wolfdancer and Honeycomb she had a feeling that they knew, they always seemed to understand what she was thinking, then again so did the rest of her siblings. Foamflower dipped her head and neatly wrapped her tail around her paws, a sheepish grin formed on her maw "Hello mother, and really? I keep comparing myself to Whimbrelpath and I havent grown an inch." she laughed. She knew what her mother was implying, but it didnt hurt to throw in a little good humor did it? The white molly flicked her ear and locked eyes with her adoptive mother, blue met gold, and after a few seconds of holding the gaze the younger molly dropped it and shot her a warm look before looking at her paws "Judging by your smile I take it you know?" she asked, although she did plan on suprising her mothers she wasnt the best at hiding stuff from them, they always seemed to look right through her .

Her ears twitched as she gave her a eagar nod,"Of course I know! I know everything in Riverclan sweetheart, and seeing you prepare your nest for the nursery isnt very secretive either." she gave a small chuckle. A lot was happening in Wolfdancers life honestly. With the recent rejection of Honeycombs affections had done a grave on her self esteem. Honeycomb couldnt love her because she was a shecat, was what she was implying. That she wasnt good enough, was what it felt like. The large maine coon looked a bit different, she was skinner, losing weight fast but her long fur covered it. Scars lingered on her body that she claimed were from warrior duties(of course they werent) things have just been. rough. and to remind herself of what was infront of her was her family. Even if she didnt have Honeycomb at the moment she had her loving kits who she adored, and she would be a grandmother! How exciting is that? She sat down next to Foamflower, wrapping her tail protectivly around her. "Now whos this mate of yours again? I forget his name, being forgetful as I am. But Im sure hes doing good, right? No reason for me to tear him to shreds?"