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241. Mintfur (RC)

Experimenting with some new formats! I’ll probably use a combination between art and writing from this point forward!

Windleap huffed as she stormed back to her nest, Moonswirl hurrying after her. Striketuft chuckled awkwardly. “Feisty, ain’t she?”

“Don’t speak in such a tone! She’s expecting kits!” Stormwater scoffed. “She is well within her rights to act with such emotion!”

Blackpaw wasn’t sure why she cared. But…no matter what he’d done, Moonstar…Moonswirl…he was still her father.

Even if she could still feel the sensation of her eyes being torn from her skull….

When Moonswirl’s patrol came back late that night, Blackpaw crept up to him, still adjusting to the new camp and her own lack of sight. She felt a lick on the top of her head, and it offered a sense of comfort just as much as it made her shudder.

“…I’m glad you got back safe,” she mumbled.