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winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Nov 28, 2020 22:00:11 GMT -5
He was the awkward side friend that everyone picked to hang out with if everyone else was busy. It was a fate that Pomeflower had simply resigned himself to. It had been painful at first, watching his friends hang out and enjoy themselves without taking a second to think of inviting him. Now, it was just a part of life and honestly one that he didn't mind. The quiet time to himself was sometimes pleasant. Not to mention he managed to avoid most of the drama, but got to hear all about it. That fact alone made him smile to himself as he took an evening walk through the fields. The stars above head were just beginning to peek out behind the sunset hues. It was somehow the most romantic and the most lonely time of day.
Bubblegleam was out walking too, gaze locked onto the sky above her. Though she was lucky to have a large, mostly-loving family even after the....probable death of one of her fathers, she'd never managed to feel a part of it like some of her other siblings did. Nor did she make friends that easily--she was too bitter, her sense of humour too dry. She was introverted anyway, so it didn't bother her as much as it might bother someone else, but it only made her human that it got to her sometimes.
Eventually she began to sense movement in the fields around her, but it was too late to stop herself from bumping into the tom. "Holy sh......ugar. Sorry, Pomeflower. Wasn't paying attention."
