#ichtm

[mallowstep]

She nods. “Come on, Breezepelt. They won’t bite you.” She giggles. “They don’t even have teeth yet.”

Nervous, Breezepelt leans down. They’re purring, and they barely look like cats, but he feels so much love it’s overwhelming. He can’t let anything hurt them.

no one really does like changing their mind

[mallowstep]

“It’s not something you can forget. But…I can love you again. For a second time. Not the same love, but still a love.”

Breezepelt says nothing, because the one truth in his life, as old as he can remember, is that he loves Heathertail. She always leaves him speechless.

no one really does like changing their mind

[mallowstep]

i just read all of “icarus, come home to me” and i really liked it!! i love how you portrayed the HeatherBreeze relationship and u made both harespring and kestrelflight so compelling, and i like how u gave kestrelflight vitiligo! very very cool touch. :3

thank you!!

i have a lot of feelings for these silly cats and i blame @pleckthaniel for them :) and i think they make a particularly interesting trio to examine. it's like. textbook abuse family dynamics. and i love it.

heather/breeze also...it's the kind of relationship i feel very compelling. i have. emotions. about love and duty and romance. y'know we have all these ideas deeply tangled up in it and it's just like. hm.

anyway thank you <3

[mallowstep]

He will never be visited by Antpelt’s spirit. But he still sees him in the gold of scorched grass and the amber of the setting sun.

writing the words to a sermon that no one will hear

[mallowstep]

Fun fact! the three tests Moth Flight meets represent my Perception of the three main facets of adhd: inability to complete goals, difficulty controlling attention, and emotional dysregulation

[mallowstep]

“I’m fine,” he says, and it comes out harsher than he means it. Whitetail’s ears flatten, just so. Harespring feels a stab of guilt next to the cloying grief. “Alright,” she says, softly. “You know you can talk to me about anything, right?” “I’m fine,” he responds, and this time he means every bit of acid and venom.

writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear

[mallowstep]

“She’s only doing what’s expected of her,” he growls. “It’s not like she cares.” Mapleshade strikes him, impossibly fast and deep. “Mothers always care,” she snarls.

writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear

[mallowstep]

kestrelpaw: do you think whitetail wants me to not be a seer?

literally everyone around him: no that's ridiculous

kestrelpaw: but she said it's funny i didn't end up being a runner. because i have a lot of energy.

literally everyone around him: right she was just commenting that you didn't do what she expected

kestrelpaw: i'm not meeting her expectations so she doesn't love me got it