// paying a visit to mamma WASPWING. , so sorry I'm giving you so much to reply to oof. remodeled sunpaw/lucian
☼ The trek from the moorland to the concrete jungle was nauseating, the acrid irony stench meeting his nostrils and burning until he was squinting. Ivory pelt of his father, vibrant hues of gold like his mother, he descended upon his former home. The slope of the hill forcing him to speed up. Sweat beads rolling off his brow from the thick heat that stuck in the wind. His head began to ache, he hadn't remembered the stench being so strong. It was disorientating, he paused to check the air.
Staleness marked the surrounding area of the sewer entrance. As he drew near, his eyes widened and narrowed. Bewildered by the state of his former home. Taken over by the murky depths entirely. Looking around wildly, he padded towards the junkyard, relieved to catch wind of some up-to-date scent markers. Weaving through the sandy pit to the heart of Bloodclan territory, he grew weary. What if they don't recognize me! I'm triple the size I was when I left.
His eyes were wide, dancing around his surroundings, his tail hanging in the air gently swishing back and forth as to fan out. "H-Hey? Bloodclan....Mom? ... Dad?" his deep voice echoed along the walls, he pondered whether he was even allowed to call them by such names. Were they family anymore?
lucian aka. sunpaw
"better to be known as a sinner, than a hypocrite"
ten moons | windclan apprentice | mentor; Jasperstar
caledon x waspwing
Slender Turkish Van mix with striking yellow eyes.
gentle sinner | will attack | medium difficulty