::My Father::

So this is a small tribute to Whiteflower. Me and one of my kin in real life rped a scene with Whiteflower and the clan her and her brother joined. This picture is what I call "a first scene." I personally think this one picture captures the love Whiteflower has for Thornsparrow (Sparic) who she always sees as her father even though in truth he is just a tom her mother trusted completely before she passed on.

Rp clash~

"So what line do you two decend from." The rough voice of an elder broke the other clan members from speaking to
Whiteflower and her brother longer. "we come from a skittish mother who died a few days after giving birth to us."
His voice was bold like always but the cold glare from the elder forced Whiteflower to feel pushed to speak.
/Don't tell anyone I raised you two, no matter what. No one can know of your full past that involved me./
The simple words given to them by Tornsparrow echoed through her mind before tears began to fall. A half hearty
smile rose along her maw," Our father was a darkly coated tabby with two toned eyes. He was a gentle loving tom
who tryed every thing to keep us happy even after our mother's death. I remember so much about him. Mostly the
small things he did for us." Whiteflower's head tilted down a bit , her crystal blue gaze setting on the she-cat
elder who now was leaning forward in intrest. "For example, after a patrol instead of sharing tongue's with the
clan or the she-cat's who clearly had an intrest in him he would come to the nursery just for us. He would tell
us stories when ever he was able to.He always carried a smile around us even when his life was so terrible.Some
time's he would fall asleep in the nursery because he was there to long with us.You could say he acted more as
a mother then a father but the love he had for us over powered both the mother and father role." A swift nudge
made her relize her tone was rising. The clan including a small black kit with blue optics was glaring at her.
"What happened to him?" Lightly a stripped she-cat asked with wide eyes."He left.." Softly she replyed, her voice
began to shake with pain. "He left in order to protect us, to hide the darkness that was following his loving
smile that he always forced upon his face just for us." A pur erupted beside her. Glancing the her left she noticed
a heavily pregnant she-cat. "He sound's like a great warrior. Not to mention a good father." The silky white she-cat
released a smile to form at the comment on her father. "He was my hero, he taught me to always smile even when
things were going bad for me. He also taught me to love and to believe in it even when darkness was not to far
behind." Glaring over at her tabby kin she managed a cute smile. "He was the reason why we became warriors.
We wanted to be like him one day, some one willing to protect those who you care about even if it ment leaving
them behind."


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