Posts by FLAXENSUN

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

Once upon a time Flaxensun had been a brash, determined young man. Cocky with narcissism that ranks meant nothing and he'd always been and always would be far superior to those around him. He worked hard during his time as an apprentice, just to earn his name so he could hold authority over all those beneath him. His goal had been to become leader simply for the sake of power. Now?

Well, he was content being a family man.

To darkly clad husband would stand beside his wife, trying his best to hide a yawn beneath a paw. He was happy to help train his wife's apprentices, but he'd have much rather gone hunting with her - just the two of them. Despite his love for wolfpaw and Morningpaw, and his eagerness for another litter...he didn't really like kids that much. They were just...annoying, and difficult to control without considering force.

Still, he promised to help and so here he was. He smiles politely at Scorchpaw, not yet noticing the similarities between his old self and the impatient tom.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

He'd noticed Firedawn hadn't quite been feeling well. This morning especially she seemed so very anxious. He'd been quick with his chores and patrols so he could make his way to her side as fast as possible. Seeing her familiar red fur, the darkly cladmale would pull himself from the shadows to press his nose into her ear, "What's the matter?" he asks instantly, pulling away to peer into her eyes, concern filling his own amber occulars.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

"I can also go on more than one, but im joining Firedawn's patrol" Flaxenglare states as he comes up to stand beside his mate. No fucking way is he going to let his wife anywhere near bloodclan without him around. He may have promised to trust her more, but that doesn't mean he isn't sticking his nose in after her if he's able to. He twines his tail around hers, giving her a soft smile. Besides...they made a good team, didn't they?

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

"Poppytwist" breaths her younger brother as he beholds the silver tabby. She'd always looked so different compared to the rest of the dark hued children born beneath Nightfire and the similar black tabby surrogate as Sorrelstar. He hadn't seen Poppy in so long...the two hadn't really been the closest of siblings - he'd never really been close to any of his siblings, really - but still. His ears lowered as he listened to the conversation, to the news being revealed to his sister.

The man pads forth, the betrayal he feels over Poppy leaving to join riverclan shoved aside as he looks down at his smaller sister.

Then he aims to pull the enemy riverclanner into a hug. Orphan to orphan. "Mom died a hero. It was..." he wished he could say that it was painless, that she hadn't suffered in her last moments. Instead, he said softly, "She died smiling, Poppy. " She wouldn't want you to worry.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

As much as Flaxensun hoped to find his unofficial father, he hoped it wouldn't be here. The bloodclan border was a dangerous place, a breeding ground for traitors and victims. If they found Hornet here, it could only mean that he was hurt or returning to his old home...No, Flaxensun refused to believe that. Hornetsting...he was a good man, someone Flax looked up to. He couldn't stand - he wouldn't even ENTERTAIN the notion.

The young man stands beside his mate, his pelt crackling with tension as his amber eyes darken with hostility and anger. Don't be here, Hornet...please...

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

"Pregnant?" he repeats, taking a moment to understand. It took him longer to put it together, mostly because her face was so sad, but as soon as the words registered - despite the odd juxtaposition with her expression - the male instantly burst into laughter. "Foredawn! That's awesome!" he roared with joy, pulling her into a hug and showering her with kisses, "Im so happy! We're going to have a big family this time, i'm certain!" he purrs, completely unaware of the truth behind that statement.

It takes a moment, but then he notices she's not laughing along with him. The warrior pauses, then pulls away, looking over her shattered expression. "Fire?" he asks softly, pressing a paw into her face. He rubs away her tears, confusion filling his soul like water in the lungs. "Hey, hey, don't cry...I know our first time was...scary but - we got this! We'll keep these ones safe, no matter what" he purrs, ignoring the sudden taste of blood in his mouth. No matter what, indeed.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

Flaxen walks quietly beside his mate, his amber eyes narrowed into a stressed glare. He constantly mulls over what could've happened to hornetsting. His mind falls into the events that had forced Flaxenglare to leave his clan, and the thought makes him shiver. He wouldn't wish that on anyone. Much like his wife, he hopes that they'd find the ivory tom here, safe and sound, with some innocent excuse. But he can't imagine any casual event causing the loyal deputy to leave his clan. He sighs with concern.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

He's startled by the grief erupts from her. He's quick to pick of the pieces, just as she's always done with him. He rubs at her tears, kisses her forehead, ignoring the way she pulls away. He grabs her again and pulls her close, fighting just as hard to keep her with him as shse does to yank herself out of his reach. "Firedawn, firedawn" he says, concern giving way to a stern demand for her to calm down and explain.

And she does.

'Could' has never sounded so horrible.

The man freezes, all sense of strength evaporating as at last she'd be able to break from his grip. The man forgets himself and suddenly his thoughts are those of a child's - I can't hear you! LALALALA! he wants to shout, cover his ears, turn away, feign ignorance. Don't say it. Please don't say it-

But she does.

Valerianfire? She and him - those two together - He tried so damn hard not to think about it but the image comes back ten fold. He sees her, the look of adoration, the satisfaction, the pleasure. But it's with another man. And the result of it is-

And there it is.

He's quiet, staring at her. He doesn't get the excuse of uncomprehending this time - this time he knows full well, understands it from all sides. He watches her, broken and small, the truth of it resting beside them in that moons upon moons of space that had held her apart from him. And she'd used that space and time...to bang...another fucking man...He's utterly speechless.

He just stares at her, studying her face, mulling over what got them here, what had happened, how he should react.

"Don't know...who the father is, hm?" he repeats this slowly, still unsure how to feel about this. He studies her, waiting for something to come forth, anything.

The thing is...he really doesn't know how to feel. For certain, he's devastated - the idea that Firedawn is carrying another man's kits makes him want to vomit. In the darker parts of his mind, he wants those kits to be abandoned the second they breathe the air they never should've breathed. But he knows that's not happening. But what does this mean, then? Will Firedawn and Valerianfire be forever tied together by these kits? Flaxenglare licks his lips, feeling suddenly very, very cold.

He continues to say nothing and just keeps on staring at her.

There's no judgement in his eyes, no anger. But neither is there sympathy or concern that there was moments before. Instead he just looks...thoughtful. Calculating.

So many questions to ask, so many demands to make, so many actions to take...Which one...which one....

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

"Firedawn, don’t be dramatic " he sighs, grabbing her tail before she can escape. He holds tight for a moment, considering, then he lets go and lunges forward before she can attempt another run for it. Grabbing her shoulders, he spins her around and yanks her into a hug. He holds her close, then closer still, rubbing circles into her back. He doesn’t know the extent of her malicious demons, but her diction is enough to understand whatever he could say is nothing compared to what she tells herself. "Starclan Firedawn, how often do you think like that ? Can’t be healthy " he sighs, kissing her forehead. Her mental health suddenly far surpasses his own feelings of misery. He resumes saying nothing for a very long time, just hugging her until she relaxes or stops crying. He won’t speak until the wave after wave of despair passes, until she leans into him and remembers she’s safe here, always safe in his arms. It gives him enough time to finally understand his feelings and push aside those awful fantasies of her with another man. It’s not about him, and it’s not even about Flaxenglare. If anything was going to make her feel this shitty about herself, it shouldn’t be this.

“"Alright, lets get one thing straight alright? I don’t give s rat’s tail who deserves who, because your all I want. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I’m getting sick of you find any reason you can that you’re unworthy because I’ve never met anyone who works as hard and as selflessly as you - clan blood be forsaken" As he says this, he continued to kiss her and rub her back, not giving her any room to escape his embrace. "Second thing’s second; I’m not angry and I Dont hate you. You told me you had a fling with that -" he takes a breath, before calmly continuing, “"with Valerian. It’s not like you asked to get pregnant, and it’s not your fault I got in so late...which brings me to my next point" he hugs her tighter, then finally pulls back so they can make eye contact. Morning dew grass meeting a summer’s fierce sun. His amber hues, however, are a summer shower, watery with guilt and shame, “"This ISNT your fault, you got that? I-" he closes his eyes for a moment, pressing a paw to her cheek, seeking strength in her touch, "Im sorry I didn’t respond right away, it’s hard to...understand this," he waves a paw to gesture for ‘everything’ when he really means his emotions. He’s come so far from solely relying on his anger, solely caring about himself. But he fell back to that narcissism in that silence of his and he’s ashamed for it. "it...it sucks, okay? It sucks that someone else was there for you when that’s MY job. It sucks that if i was just a little bit later you might’ve really fallen for him- it sucks that you ARE in love with him! I don’t want to share you- and I don’t care if your heart belongs mostly to me, I want ALL of it! I want all of you " he takes her paw in his, pressing it into his chest, “"cus you have all of me" He bows his head to her paw, sucking in a harsh breathe, before finally lifting his head. "But whats done is done, and it’s no one’s fault " but mine, "and all that’s left is to keep moving forward. And I only want to move on with you at my side, you got that? We’re a team, no matter what" he smiles softly, kissing her nose, “"I love you, Firedawn. Always. Nothing has to change...but if keeping you and making you happy means I have to raise another man’s kits...so be it " His eyes burn with ditermination, with unconditional love for the woman before her.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

he frowns, not particularly enjoying the reminder of her newfound closeness to Val, but he relaxes as she continued on. Still, it’s hard not to doubt her. After all, if he was so hard to replace, how’d they get here? But he bites down that doubt and kisses her head again. He grumbles again about Valerian being involved, but he doesn’t put any strength behind the grunt. Fine, fine, doesn’t matter. As long as he has Fire...he twines his tail around hers, pressing his nose into her should.

Then he thinks back on her words. She says that stuff a lot, doesn’t she? About not being deserving? He always figured it was just her feeling upset but suddenly he wasn’t so sure. "Firedawn...do you honestly feel like that? Like you’re not deserving?" he pulls away to look at her again, "Im worried about you. After everything we’ve been through, all your hard work as a mother and a mate, you shouldn’t be feeling like that"

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

He watches her literally close in on herself and immediately frowns. Not about to let that happen, he twines his tail with her again and lifts her chin. “look, i get it, but you shouldn’t let it control you" he lifts his paw and strokes her cheek softly, pressing his forehead against hers. “You wanna know what I see? I see a woman who went from some soft pudgy kittypet to a absolute beast that could take on a bear. A woman who serves the code better than any cat, without complaint. A woman who treats everyone with sincerity and kindness even when they’re the worst of the worst. I see a mother who survived a rogue attack and raised her child into a healthy and wonderful warrior despite the grief that filled her days- never did she once stop smiling for the sake of others. Firedawn, when I look at you I see someone who fights tooth and nail for those she loves, for a clan she doesn’t need to die for but she would, all for the sake of those around her" he smiles softly, licking her nose, “Youve worked so hard Firedawn. You deserve in the very least a guy who understands the difference between cheating " he sighs, meeting her gaze, “I know it’s not gonna be easy to get through that stubborn heart of yours, but you really do deserve so much. You earned it"

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

There's that smile. His own heart melts beneath the shine of that beautiful expression of joy- an infectious thing that brings a small grin onto his own features. It's impossible to stay unhappy when she's around. At her question, he shakes his head, "Don't be deaf, Firedawn, I already told you as long as I have you everything will be fine. " He doesn't know how the kits will feel about it, having two dads, but I mean his siblings were fine with it when hornetsting rolled into the family, and if any kit wasn't okay with it he'd know the signs - what with his own experience and all. It'd be fine.

After all, it wasn't cheating.

He kisses her cheek, "don't worry, everything will work out" he promises.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

It annoyed him that Fire had asked him to keep his cool. Sure he was prone to having a bad temper, and sure he....literally killed a guy...(the taste of blood surfaced yet again on his tongue) but he was certain he'd shown Firedawn that he was capable of a lot more patience than she might think. Of course, it was hard to argue that point as he sat there in fourtrees, impatiently tapping his paws and glaring in the direction of shadowclan's camp with a look that could burn the foliage around him. Honestly, he wished he had the option to be mad. He wished he was morally in his rights to grab Valerianfire by the throat and tear him to shreds for touching his mate. He wished this situation was so easy that he could demand Valerian have nothing to do with the children, that he leave Firedawn alone and never approach either of them ever again.

But the fact of the matter was- Valerianfire really didn't do anything wrong.

He was just...there at the right time - a time that Flaxensun never should've opened up but he had and now this happened and now he'd be forced to play nice and share his family and his mate. It pissed him off that he couldn't be angry at Valerianfire.

It pissed him off that he was simply envious of the guy.

With the promise to stay cool and calm, Flaxensun waited for Firedawn to arrive with the red and cream tabby in toe. Firedawn's belly bump hadn't shown itself yet, but before they could announce it to the clan they needed to get everything settled first and foremost.

Firedawn~   .valerianfire.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

Flaxenglare was in no better state than his daughter. Suppose like father like child, huh? Thankfully his pelt was darker, so the dark circles were invisible and the exhaustion in his eyes easily described as his typical impatience. Sleep had alluded him, and when it didn't it was full of nightmares of red and cream kittens and hairless paws grasping for him, tearing him away yet again. Irritating.

But then he sees his daughter - the perfect amalgamation of him and Firedawn, with brown tabby ticked stripes and bright, emerald green eyes. The man softens immedietely as he watches her approach, only to frown when he notes the tiredness in her own expression. Unlike firedawn, Flaxenglare isn't so patient and immedietely he asks, "What's the matter? Is your mentor working you to the bone?" He nuzzles her ear as he says this, the concern evident in his narrowed yellow hues.

"Speech"

—— FLAXENSUN ——

Soon to be King

Every little irrelivent thing annoyed him. The way Firedawn was so worried, the way Valerianfire looked so meek, him saying he wants to be in their lives, Firedawn then blaming herself and everyone stressing about the clan's reactions. His fur practically crackled with sparks as more and more frustration built up- but there was absolutely nothing and no one he could take it out on. Instead, his job was to comfort - in a time where he just wanted someone else to hurt, he had to instead heal.

Starclan, this sucks!

Grinding his teeth as he listened to the two talk, he waited until he knew he wasn't about to start screaming before he says, "Both of you are stressing me out" it comes out as a snap, and his tail pulls away from Firedawn's to lash out his annoyance. Glaring at both of them, he says lowly, "Shadowclan won't care, they love you both too much to judge you. If they ask we'll tell them the truth - you two were a one-night stand " he stares hard at Valerianfire, making sure his competition understands that fact, " when you both were convinced I was dead and gone. It's not cheating" he stares hard at Firedawn, making sure SHE understands that, "nothing about this is taboo. These kits are not a mistake" half of them anyway. He brushes a paw over his face, sighing out his frustrations, "We'll all be fine parents. We'll tell the kits the truth as soon as they ask - they all were a product of love" his tail lashes furiously at his own words, "so we'll all play nice and stand beside you when you tell the clan." He looks at Firedawn and re twines his tail with hers, knowing she could use the support now and when that time comes.

In a better mood, he looks over at Valerianfire. "What I said before still counts - it wasn't cheating. You didn't do anything wrong Valerianfire so don't look so scared, I'm not about to bite your ear off"

Then, just as fast as it disappears the anger reignites and fills his amber hues with a burning, barely restrained hatred. His family, tainted. His faith shaken and his dream forced to be shared. He hates this situation. He hates himself. Right when things were starting to get better- right when he managed to crawl his way out of hell - and he's forced to deal with the fact that it's no one's fault but his own.

With that anger fueling his thoughts, Flaxenglare announces,

"You're not naming a single one of these kits." he hadn't discussed this with Firedawn, but he didn't care if she might disagree - he's not changing his mind, "Even if one looks exactly like you and it's clear who the father is, I don't care. You're lucky enough to be considered a father, " a warning - a threat- fills his eyes. As long as Firedawn is the one to bear these children, they are all going to be Flaxensun's. Valerianfire will have no say in that matter.

"Speech"