A Brush of Wind~A Winged Cougar Role Play

[RiverStorm]

Tavon wept bitterly. His hair was being torn out and his blue eyes muddy with grief. A circle in the dirt was roughly trodden on around him. As he cried, he became unaware of the world around him. Mud streaked his tawny pelt and blood had dried on him from a battle with a briar patch. He was haggard, appearing decades older than he was, a decrepit lump on the ground, dark fur sticking together, blue wings covering him. To a human, he would be barely visible in the darkness.

Lachlan raised his head to the sky as he strode through the forest. How am I ever to find him here?
At that moment, he ran into something furry, tripped on it, and tumbled down beside the thing. He quickly leaped up, and looked down at the mangy creature, then realized with shock that it was Tavon, his father.
Is he... Crying?
"Father?" He said softly. "Reagan and I are fine, why are you out here?"

 

[Amer]

Lachlan raised his head to the sky as he strode through the forest. How am I ever to find him here?
At that moment, he ran into something furry, tripped on it, and tumbled down beside the thing. He quickly leaped up, and looked down at the mangy creature, then realized with shock that it was Tavon, his father.
Is he... Crying?
"Father?" He said softly. "Reagan and I are fine, why are you out here?"

Tavon slowly looked up. He embraced his son in the darkness.
He wanted to ground his son for all that he had caused, but it was really Tavon's fault. As tears fell from his eyes, he whispered, "What did they do to you?" Staccato breaths errupted. He seemed small next to his son.

 

[RiverStorm]

Tavon slowly looked up. He embraced his son in the darkness.
He wanted to ground his son for all that he had caused, but it was really Tavon's fault. As tears fell from his eyes, he whispered, "What did they do to you?" Staccato breaths errupted. He seemed small next to his son.

Lachlan stood embracing his father, becoming more worried with his father's scratched up and crying condition by the second. "Nothing much, a scratch on the the shoulder and muzzle for border trespassing."

 

[Amer]

Lachlan stood embracing his father, becoming more worried with his father's scratched up and crying condition by the second. "Nothing much, a scratch on the the shoulder and muzzle for border trespassing."

Tavon prepared to scold his son, and he steeled his face, looking less vulnerable in an instant. But instead, he said "It was my fault your sister was unattended. Thank you for going to protect her and taking responsibility even when it only brought harm to you. You are a responsible Kentari now. A cat of the tribe. He touched noses with his son before washing away his blood and tears in a forest stream.
He looked back to his old self, though a great deal wetter. The scratches were superficial, and would be barely visible when he dried. "Let's go home," he said.

 

[Werrew11]

i know its pretty much a dead rp at this point but i still wanna join

Tribe:Kensha
Gender:F
Age:3 years
Rank:scholar
Personality:skittish, shy, scared
Description:very fast flier, above average for her age
History:was abandoned, learned to hunt for herself, can eat the sick fluffles as she was forced to at a young age
Family or Clan (this includes mate and children):None
Other:
Username:Sia

 

[Amer]

i know its pretty much a dead rp at this point but i still wanna join

Tribe:Kensha
Gender:F
Age:3 years
Rank:scholar
Personality:skittish, shy, scared
Description:very fast flier, above average for her age
History:was abandoned, learned to hunt for herself, can eat the sick fluffles as she was forced to at a young age
Family or Clan (this includes mate and children):None
Other:
Username:Sia

(She needs a name. Plus no one can eat sick Fluffles. )

 

[MagpieDucks]

The FLUFFLES ate all. The end.

 

[LilJoe]

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