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Diesdrè's lithe body weaved through the tunnels of the Regime, bright blue eyes narrowed with determination gleaming within them. Behind her followed her two daughters, Aisling who was also apart of the Regime, and Dreamingkit who was previously of WinterClan. Behind them walked a powerful orange tabby tom, though his weakness was given away with his anxiety-chewed tail, all coming together in one giant bald spot. He was Roaringsun, the father of her kits and also her mate. What a strange word, Diesdrè thought, mate. He, too, was formerly of WinterClan, though with his brother Tigerpaw (who, also, was among the group) and his daughter Dreamingkit, they were going to seek a new home within the Regime, all to be with them - Diesdrè and Aisling.
It was no secret that Diesdrè was seen as an Enchantress, and her reputation was known in barely any time within camp; she mercilessly flirted with everyone and caused others to fall for her within a day's time. She had been knocked up by a DayClan tom during the beginning of her time at the Regime, and she snuck away in embarrassment to have her kits on DayClan's border. Little to none knew about the incident, of course, but she knew that if anybody were to know anything, it was Commander Mars. She silently prayed to the Heavens that he would be quiet about her tiny mistake.
As they neared the place that Commander Mars called home, Diesdrè stopped, turning to look at her children, mate and brother-in-law with a small smile. "Remember, girls, mind your manners," She purred to her little ones, a tail coming to wrap around both of them. Her gaze drifted upwards to meet Roaringsun's for a moment, before drifting over to Tigerpaw and then onto Dreamingkit. "Have you all thought of names, hmm? It is proper to shed your old Clan name and take on a new one. It's respectful and mindful of the Regime."
A smile crossed the orange toms maw as he stopped to think for a moment. "Would Pyro do?" He asked with a dry laugh, slowly fading away as his eyes and face turned more serious. He looked to his brother and daughter, brushing a tail over Dreamingkits head. She should be an apprentice now- what do they call them in the Regime?- yet will be spending her time in tunnels instead of in the snow. It sure will be a big adjustment. She's still so young.
"Dreamingkit will be Moira." He spoke for her. Using the name her mother gave her from birth, yet the name neither of them knew. It was fitting. It was Diesdrès' choice. Dreamingkit- no- Moira looking up at her father then crossing to her mother, hazel-green eyes wide with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She stuck close to her uncle as she still didn't feel all too comfortable around her mother. They still had some getting used to to do.
Then Roaringsun looked to Diesdrè. "What would you name me?" He asked, voice rather innocent. The first time he met, he joked of her rogue name and the names of her old group, jokingly coming up with his own. This time, though, it was serious. He really didn't know what to say or do, and this seemed to be her front- being that she still had names for their children in WinterClan chosen. Just as he names for his Renegade children he was yet to still meet.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jun 8, 2019 9:16:03 GMT -5
Tigerpaw padded silently, feeling the unease swarm around his belly like a nest of bees. This land was unfamiliar, dark, and strange. There was no open sky and chilly breeze like Winterclan's territory. He questioned his decision to move there with the others several times, but one glance at Dreamingkit reminded him why. He had to protect her at all costs. His brother wasn't the most responsible cat when it came to making choices for his kits. At least, that is what Tigerpaw thought. He knew the other kits still in Winterclan had the rest of the family to watch over them. Dreamingkit didn't have that as much here. She would need a friend.
"I'm not exactly sure how the Regime comes up with names." He laughed awkwardly and flicked his tail. "I could be just Tiger?" It sounded strange on his tongue to go just by that.
Diesdrè smiled at the name Moira. She had chosen it herself when Dreamingkit was born, though reluctantly, she gave her up to her father. It was the best thing she could do at the time. Diesdrè beamed down at Dreamingkit - now Moira, her smile alight with happiness and excitement. She couldn't wait to see what was to come, with their family - well, most of their family - being together again.
As Roaringsun spoke up, a name instantly popped inside of her head. "Roman!" She blurted out, albeit a little too fast, her excitement seeping through her vocals. "And Tiger is nice," She said afterwards, casting a wink in Tigerpaw's direction. "You're of warrior age now, no? After the trial period, should Mars put you on one, you will be either a Mercenary, Scout, Guider, or Raiser."
Roaringsun chuckled. “Roman? You really do make up weird names.” He nuzzled Diesdrè and licked her ear. “Roman sounds perfect. It sounds strong- maybe too strong.”
Dreamingkit- now apparently Moira- looked to her uncle and began laughing. “Tiger? That’s so unoriginal!” She giggled and lightly rubbed against her uncle. “I like Risus! It sounds like daddy’s new name!” She looked to her father and mother, hazel eyes looking right into Diesdrè’s blue. For the first time, the young molly addressed her mother directly- “Don’t you think so, mommy?”
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jun 14, 2019 10:37:44 GMT -5
Oi. Tigerpaw hid his annoyed thoughts well. He knew that Dreamingkit was simply excited to have her parents together. "Risus. Hmmm, doesn't that sound great Roaringsun-- I mean, Roman." The apprentice chuckled, butting his brother on the side with his broad muzzle. "It's almost like we are twins." He egged on with a goofy grin and a twinkle in his eyes. Despite disliking the situation with almost everything in him, Tigerpaw still lived for giving his siblings a hard time, especially Roaringsun.
