the lost loves // open, intro

[rakue]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]☆ // Gale was now old enough to fully understand her surroundings, and with that newfound memory capability, the small tabby had taken it upon herself to scrutinize everything she could lay her baby blue eyes on. The first sight to captivate her had been her own Clanmates: their expressions, their voices, even the way they moved. Did she make the same faces as them? Did she sound as irritated when she spoke? It was hard to test such theories on her siblings, too occupied by play or their own learning experiences (or, a mixture of both) and not wanting to bother her mother, Suiteheart. It was the main reason Gale could be spotted on her own, sitting in the shade with a tilted head and listening in on conversations not so discreetly. When the child did decide to hop into conversations, Gale did her best to mimic the reactions of the others, flashing a bright smile of new teeth to those that presented a warm greeting of their own. Today was no exception, the child sitting just outside a small circle of Clanmates speaking of the weather. Yet it was easy for Gale to grow board of such tedious small talk, and thus the bluescale girl rose to her delicate paws to pad away.

Only a few paces away from her Clanmates, the girl was distracted - by a flower, of all things. For as smart as Gale may be, as inquisitive and observant, she was still a child amused by even the small things. A flower growing along the side of a wall in the Ascendant's camp had drawn Gale over, seated in front of the blooming lupine as she reached a small paw out to bat at the flowers. "Pretty," she mused quietly to herself, muted blue eyes flicking between the purple northern flower and her monochromatic paw.

[Pele N. F. I.]

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Pele had, sadly missed her little cousins' birthing. By sleeping of all things. But she'd visited them whenever she could and tried to help her aunts out when they needed it.

Seeing little Gale admiring the flower, she padded over to go and see if she wanted to chat. Pele had her own flowers, but she barely let them grow unless she wanted to eat them. Fiery hibiscus flowers as sweet as they were pretty. "Morning Gale, how are you today?"
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[★ HAZEL]

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★  WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD

Hazel hadn’t much of a chance to reach out and meet each of Margaery’s children yet, which was upsetting. Even more upsetting than being reminded of her dead friend every time she set eyes on the kittens, believe it or not. So when she found Gale and Pele outside the observatory, Hazel felt a little piece of her heart crack. She wished Margy was there so badly; she wished she could see her children grow up and learn about the world in a way that only children could.

”Good morning, girls.” Hazel greeted, voice a little emotional for how early it was. She watched with a sort of curious sadness as Gale studied the hibiscus, wondering. “There’s a whole garden of flowers not far from here, Gale. It’s got all sorts of pretty things like that.” She said, nodding towards the flower. Hazel would know, too; she’d spent a lot of time there in the past few weeks.

★ — hazel — "speech" — eight months — the ascendants — tags — ★

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[Character Graveyard.]

SHINE ✧ Connor — The Ascendants — Fireball

Unlike his siblings, it seemed Connor did not understand much of his surroundings. He was still trying to walk properly though he could speak. He had managed to make his way out into the open where he found Gale, Pele and Hazel.

He decided to crawl over to Gale, as she was the only familiar face here and he took a seat next to her. "H-hi!" The young male said to Pele and Hazel.

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[Character Graveyard.]

LOST IN SKIES OF POWDERED GOLD ✧ Lunafreya Nox Fleuret

Luna had noticed that Suite and Margaery's children were now walking around the territory. It hadn't taken that long for Pele and Sylva to do the same, so she wasn't that surprised about it. The female had wandered over, taking a seat next to Hazel and she offered a smile to the two young children.

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[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Suiteheart could hardly believe her children were old enough to be tumbling around camp. Though it had been three months, it seemed like it was only yesterday that they had been born. Now, each of them was slowly but surely coming into their own personalities. It warmed her heart to see in all honesty, and she could not wait to see who they each would become in the future. The possibilities were endless.

A large smile blossomed on her features as the white feline stepped forward to greet all those gathered. She was happy to see not only Gale but Connor out and about. It was good for them both to face the world head on - even if they were both a bit uncertain about things. This was one of the only ways to learn, wasn't it?

"Hello," she purred, stopping beside Hazel. From the moment of their birth, Hazel had been a sort of caretaker meets big sister to them. She helped with anything and everything she could, and Suiteheart was eternally thankful. Pele and Luna had also done their fair share. The phrase "it takes a village," was easily applied here. "Haze's right, Gale. Flowers are a good and easy find around here." Plus, she supposed, it helped that Gale's other mother grew them in the wake of her pawsteps.