More Like Your Mother
Dialogue set a bit before the start of the official story. A sweet self discovery piece!
Four Moons before the first moon, on a hazy morning as usual, a lanky built white and gray cat is staring out. A distant green gaze drifting all across the woods before them.
A Forest they would soon be setting themselves out into…
The day was cold, as most were in their territory. But it felt unnerving like it never had before. Like it was creeping up under his skin. Trying to worm itself in.
Treatkit spent his whole kithood begging to finally be seen as older, to finally be on the same level as the larger cats. He felt much bigger despite him being so small. But now he is six moons. It was the night he’d be made an official alumni. Him and his sibling Trickkit.
Yet he still hadn’t spoken the things he thought at all.
While Trickkit found its voice when they were still squeaky and wobbly, he had not.
It was. Scary. Terrifying to face the truth of his heart. Especially as his pops Pumpkinpail had told him so many stories of his real dad. How much they looked alike. He didn’t want to turn from his dad. But he wasn’t like him. Not in every way at least.
He was. Not a he. A she. A molly. How much he wanted to be a sister, to be a granddaughter. He was a mirror of the cat he never got to meet, and he felt so close to his dad when he saw his face in the puddles around camp, to get a glimpse into his lost papas life- to be the reflection of the tom that every cat knew and cared for. A part of him knew that none would be rude or deny him accepting himself. Yet it still felt so selfish. So wasteful. To toss away the scraps he got from his father set in his blood. It was- it was rude. It was practically mocking! He would be spitting on what the stars gave him! He was so. So. So-
“EEP!!” Treatkit cried at the shock of a warm nose nudging his cheek.
The silver speckled senior flinched back from the sudden noise that broke the perfect peace that was the morning. Immediately Treatkit apologized profusely for the shock, even if the other cat was the one to scare him.
Riverwrath muttered his own back and a spark of guilt gripped his stomach at being upset at the mediator for just coming over to him.
A cloud of curiosity misted over the other cats foggy eyes.
“Whatcha thinking bout kid? Nervous for ya ceremony?” His voice was low but clear. With the same cut-off end of words always present in the old cat's speech. Even so it made him want to spill every thought that had stung his mind since he was young. Maybe that’s why he was chosen to be a mediator.
Treatkit realized he was just staring at the speckled tabby tom and had to bite back another apology. Didn’t want to be annoying.
“A little nervous but I’ve always wanted to get out there. To be just like my papa yknow- learn something good.” He said clearly but faltered on his father’s mention.
“Pops tells me all the time about him. Look up to my dad a lot. I have his pelt yknow! I mean of course you know, you knew him- but Pumpkinpail’s alway mentioned it. Spitting image of him…”
Riverwrath let the younger’s words settle for several seconds before looking out where the other was. Out into the blurry forest they’d lived in for so long. While Treatkit couldn’t read his mind he had this twitch in the back of his tongue. As if telling him to say something. Do something besides… stare.
“Yer papa was a selfless soul. See that in ya a lot little look alike-“ the elders' eyes looked at a particular tree, tracing it up and down before continuing to speak. Even as Treatkit waited anxiously to hear anything about his own dad.
“But ya also got yer mother in ya. See it in ya face. The way you’d two listen and latch onta things. Evens when ya was so small. Practically raised that pipsqueak myself with how much she’d stalk me.” He laughed at the memories of the mother he didn’t know much about, clearly seeing the kit that was his mom in his own mind. Or maybe in the spot Treatkit took up.
Treatkit listened harder than he had ever before. His mom. Pops had few stories of her. Apparently she wasn’t too into others' hearts like his dad was. But just like him she had disappeared. Gone into the fog like so many.
“Ya know she’d get so lost in her own shell. I took time trying to crack inta it I’ll tell ya that! She was something special.”
A smile pulled at the usually stoney faced senior and Treatkit ended up leaning closer, just in case the cat whispered.
Good thing he did, as Riverwrath’s gravely tone got much much quieter. “But the cat she became once she spoke startled us all. She was truthful. Her words were practically meals with how much meaning she packed into them. No one would’ve known though.. until she opened up-“
“-What I’m trying to say is, whatever it is, whatever got ya mind in a twist, ya don’t have to unravel it alone. Speaking about yerself will loosen that knot a whole lot trust me kiddo. Did it myself when I was bout yer age. Tacked on the title of a tom and been one since. As did yer mother, though when she was older. She came to me and said she wasn’t no son of mine and we said it to every other cat till they got it right!”
And then back to silence. It wasn’t the tense kind like before. It wasn’t making his stomach turn anymore. Instead it filled him with a kindling that’d he had never felt before those words brought him alive.
With a clearing of his throat,
And a rest of his head against the other cats side,
He said it. Just like his mother had many many moons before.
“I think I’d prefer to be seen as a molly.”
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"If you try to understand where a bad or unpleasant trait is coming from, it's easier to sympathize. And if you're sympathetic, you can see past the bad behavior to the person hiding underneath."
- Sieg, I Before E Except After Leif
"It's worth it- your magic is part of you, and you're worth it."
- Kirin, Only Magic
"You’re not alone anymore. Medieville is home to a ragtag bunch of misfits, but we’re just perfect for each other, eh?"
- Morgaine, Birds of a Feather
“Thank you, Leif. For being friend. Even if your birds are not as friendly as you.”
- Phyllo, Only Magic
"Leif turned as quickly as he could, a shield spilling from his wand. A wolf hit it with a solid wumph and staggered back, momentarily dazed. Markus yanked off his Woocifix and drew his sword, twisting it so the flat of the blade met the throat of the wolf lunging at him."
-Flesh and Blood
Weeeee! Happy Birthday @tigerwriter-art ! This year I decided it would be fun to illustrate some Leif scenes. I hope you like them! ^^
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I just wannabbe ur
Selfish every day love
Like waking up seeing the sun
Both sayyingg uhhhh
Crawling under blankets
Joyful pokes of each other's naked
We can't fake it
Our love is every element, water fire storm air wind earthquake it
This feelings of giddiness
Is stupid silliness I'm really with
Casey Carmichael?
The morning opportunities of the man who fell off the face of the earth when he won the Nation's Championship of Colegiate Basketball 2014.
I feel this boy's tease
I mean please
This understandful awakening
Is embracing the day
Feeling the thoughts of rejection go away.
And, sure you go away...
And sure you may not go where you said but you always
Come back and praise me the same if not more
Every time you come back.
For
What it's worth
It's not the body that hurts
Me. It's the action-full/fill-ed words
You vomoth truth empathy and trust
Every barrietal Grounding Wall joyfully surrendering in rust
Inlet you in
And you didn't pull A Man's Dagger when emotions gave in.
Herewithin,
I am friend.
And lover.
And that makes my energy shutter.
You're fly flustered in butter.
Your heart turns my heart into different colors.
A Chameleon Named Love.
Me not used to believing, Thanking Above.
Thank you God for me Meeting Chameleon.
Me always being afraid of reptilly-yans.
A villly-yan.
I thought you were A Snake In Eagle's Clothing man.
Tails! I thought I could flip on me walking away from you
But your tail? Your tail is like
Two wheels of a bike.
Round,
Peaceful,
Profound,
The i n g of astound -
I could joust
On it,
Chew onit like there's gum on it.
Plum on it,
Eat sleep play games watch movies go dum spank when you're bad...I don't know.... play the drums on it.
Come, on it's, a peach
Of juice.
Truce.
I want your noose.
So we could burn the loose
Thought of being refused.
I will always forever and Infinity choose
You --
Are
The
Best
Thing
In
My
Life.
You make these
Leaping
Lessons
of
Love
Hug
Me
In ways
I dreamt
in bubbled tubs.
I will
always
forever
and
infinity
L - ost in your deep blue sea of emotions.
O - ctopus does your superb sweet earnest stunning awkwardness and beauty in valor
V - iolent affirmations of love
E - verslasting.
Always.Forever.Infinity by Sage Everslasting
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Tiger noted several times that Doryen was planning to tell Wagner at the first opportunity that the party had Fen with them, so I had to draw the boy's facial reaction.
Per my character notes - "Very open about his thoughts and feelings, this kid can't lie or guard his expression to save his life."
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