hollyhockfang busily assisted brindlefur in her daily tasks, painstakingly organizing her neatly-sorted piles of herbs in their respective areas.
❝ thank starclan it's not leaf-bare, or else we'd be dealing with chilling winds on top of this storm, ❞ the she-cat mused, the constant drumming of rain drowning out her words.
hollyhockfang merely hummed in agreement and glanced warily at the entrance of the den. sweetpaw's face hadn't appeared for hours. had she taken his cold treatment to heart? the tom's conflicted feelings tormented him. was he wrong to have distanced himself from her?
❝ what's with the gloomy face, hollyhockfang? you've had a sour look since mothroar scolded you all those days ago, ❞ brindlefur said. she wore a frown on her face.
❝ just... thinking, ❞ he responded vaguely.
with a swift leap, brindlefur crossed the distance between them. her double coloured eyes looked into his with gentle reassurance, ❝ we all make mistakes, young warrior, ❞ she began, ❝ he's only looking out for the both of you, ❞
❝ yeah... i know... but, but what if she gets into trouble again? and it's my fault? ❞
brindlefur offered him a gentle nudge with her shoulder. ❝ don't carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. it's important for you to remember that you can only do so much, ❞
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𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟𝗦 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗘 ━━ an original story
Fanfiction𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝘁. ━━━━━━━━ abandoned as a helpless kit and left to the mercy of the wild, hollyhockfang's early life was marked by solitude and struggle. found and nurtur...