King for a day (private w eelpaw) princess by dawn

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    SHIMMERPOOL


    24 moons, Cis-Female, Bisexual
    Warrior of RiverClan


    Sleek fur prickly with discomfort, the blue-and-white queen winced as the rushes and scrub raked against her sensitive flanks. The ordinarily graceful queen felt cumbersome and ill-tempered, though she hoped she'd succeeded in distracting Eelpaw from his spiral of self-loathing. StarClan, did she know how that felt. The young queen had been so confused when she'd found herself attracted to a pretty molly in her youth, having been taught that when she grew up she'd find a handsome tom. But that was a question of attraction, not physical identity. She could never quite understand how it felt to feel as if one's own skin was designed to torment, the way Eelpaw must be feeling. Her usual lack of empathy didn't help, but after discovering her impending motherhood the white-splashed queen had found she was more inclined to comfort the younger members of the Clan despite her lack of experience doing so.


    eelstrike.  

    (aroha mai, I didn't ask but it seemed the logical follow-on from the previous thread. we can do whatever, idk, but I thought eelpaw just needed a hug and someone to talk to who's not gonna talk over him.)



    :･ﾟ✧—GIRLS LOVE GIRLS AND BOYS (SOPHISTICATED, MANIPULATIVE)

    — Eelpaw quietly stalked behind her, no longer thinking about his internal affliction. More or less just distracted.No thoughts were actually well constructed, so it really couldn’t be described as anything but him blanking out.


    His tail flicked, and slowly he looked up with half-lidded eyes. He felt like he was acting a like a moody kit, he hadn’t meant to draw so many of his clanmate’s eyes to him. Eelpaw was sure that he would have just gone unnoticed if he had moped around outside of camp. Perhaps then the atmosphere wouldn’t feel so tense right now. Or maybe he just need to stop being so emotionally weak. 


    “Reckon we are almost there.” His small voice eventually peeped up, fighting to be louder then the wind and the night’s silence.