Posts by kestrelsong ~

Breath catching in her throat when Ryecatcher said her dead children's names, she swung her head around to stare at him. Ripplekit and Sedgekit were dead - had no one told him? She hadn't seen him since he had been gone - how could she break the news to him now, in front of everyone?

"Rye ... can we talk later about Rip and Sedge?"

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As more and more people flooded into her home, Kes greeted each one with a bright, white smile. Gleb, B, Tibby, Alex, and [ au dusk ]. She and Gleb seemed fine with each other so she let them be to mingle. Approaching B, she refrained from giving him a hug but instead formed an even bigger smile for the boy. "Hey, B! Is there anything I can get you? Snacks, a drink?" Turning briefly away from him she gave a bright smile to the man in the suit. Tibby, as she called him, was quickly becoming a close friend. She couldn't deny the feelings she was starting to form for him and she could tell that he was forming them for her as well, though they both avoided the conversation because of her ... complicated situation with another. Giving Tibs a small wave, she turned back to B, intending to continue their conversation, when she heard an argument coming from another room.

It is the holidays, dammit! It was unacceptable for there to be a fight brewing while so many guests were over! Excusing herself from the younger boy, she turned and walked into the kitchen where Zaria, Sam, Alex, and Rhys were talking. Zaria had already downed a glass of wine and the red head frowned momentarily at it. There was, of course, alcohol at this party, but they had all just arrived! Arguing with Rhys with his children only in the other room? Feeling a protectiveness come over her close friend and the father of her kids, Kes cleared her throat. "That is enough. If we can't all get along, then I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The "enough" statement was directed at both Rhys and Zaria, but the "leaving" comment was directed at Zaria only. This was practically Rhys' home as well and she couldn't very well ask him to leave. "I don't want any drama tonight. Whatever is going on between the two of you is over. Now." She was hoping that by inviting Zaria, she wasn't welcoming the drama that tended to come along with her but it seemed as if that was false hope.

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Luckily for the tom, Kestrelsong didn't do too well with quiet either. She was soon hopping over to sit next to him. Whenever there was someone new, the queen had to make her presence known. Not in a snobby, self-centered way. It was purely in a 'hey, let's make a new friend today or make someone smile today!' The majority of Kessy's life was trying to please others and it came pretty easy to her most of the time and she rarely thought twice about doing it. Being friendly was just a regular hobby for her. Making friends was the highlight of her days.

Taking a seat next to Goosetuft, the golden and white she-cat gave him a warm smile. "Hey there! I'm Kestrelsong! Mind if I eat with you?" The inflection was warm and friendly without being chirpy and annoying. She plucked a small mouse off the freshkill pile as well. It was nearing the end of the day and all of the kits and elders had been fed so she figured it was her turn as well.

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With the influx of kits being born and joiners, RiverClan was really struggling to feed the ever-growing population. Kestrelsong was a sign of that. Her body was thin and fur hanging loose, face caving in. She refused to eat until all the kits, elders, and apprentices ate first. Even then, when it was technically her turn to eat, she would give up her meal for a warrior - they needed to keep their strength up to hunt for the Clan and defend them in a situation where their weakness was taken advantage of. Basically, the RiverClan queen was surviving and that was it.

Seeing one of her friends entering the camp with a finch, she smiled. Duskoak was a valuable warrior of the Clan and it made the motherly feline's heart swell with pride. She was happy to be apart of a Clan that worked so hard for each other. Padding over, Kestrelsong greeted Dusk with a bright smile. "Nice catch," she purred. It was small, but nice for the lack of prey they were experiencing.

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