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Post by Honeystorm on May 31, 2019 22:14:17 GMT -5
Barely old enough to have their eyes opened, and Blazehowl had quickly realized that kits were troublesome creatures. Of course, he'd known as much from his twin's litter, but Mirra and Raiza in particular seemed to want to cause trouble. He blamed Lakeveil for that one, suspecting that she would do all in her power to encourage this, if he knew her at all.
The Sterling found he'd changed, somewhat, since finding Dinara. She brought a light to his life, something not tainted by Springlockedgrave, and not focused solely on power and strength. That wasn't to say the other things didn't have a place in his life any longer, but that his focus had shifted. Of course, even he could continue getting into just as much trouble as before. He just had to go looking a little harder is all.
The orange tom slipped from the den, having moved in with Dinara and her family. It was only right. They were Cyd, higher ranked than he to start with, and they were fewer in number, in need of young cats, whereas his had more than enough. They'd have more space to run around with the E'Clairs, regardless.
One E'clair hadn't known how to feel about the new additions to her family. She adored her aunt and was grateful for her continued presence, but her mate...
Loki's eyes narrowed as she watched him from the shelf of the imperial chamber and tower. From this vantage point, she could look down upon the courtyard, and what she saw had her skin crawling. Blazehowl. How had he managed to capture her aunt's heart? And they even had little ones... Her gaze slowly slid to the marble hall, eyes narrowing. She knew the podaroks would be there, crawling all over each other. She clenched her jaw.
She'd had her own children, yet... it wasn't the same. He was a stranger. She hadn't approved of him. Her eyes narrowed to even smaller slits.
