Happy New Year From Duel Monsters Nerds!

Happy new year from duel monsters nerds!

when the hounds attacked her, brightheart thought she'd never be able to mend the pieces of her that felt broken.

she spent every day avoiding seeing her own reflection - dreading the days when she'd have to stray close to the streams in thunderclan's territory, avoiding icy winters and rainy summers. at night she'd hear the gargled whispers of pack, pack, kill, kill and not be able to remember if it's her own voice or the hounds.

she was a warrior again, with a new name and a mate who stood at her side throughout it all, but it wasn't until the birth of her daughter that she really understood what it meant to live again.

whitekit came into this world quietly - she was an easy birth, and it wasn't until brightheart saw the white bundle at her side that it really hit her that she was now a mother.

as the first week began to close, brightheart felt fear: whitekit's eyes would open soon. she'd open her eyes to the world around her, and the first thing she'd see was brightheart's face.

would whitekit be afraid of her? would she act like the other kits and recoil in fear?

whitekit's eyes finally did open on a sunny afternoon, and brightheart watched in fear as her daughter looked around her - at the nest, the walls of the nursery, and finally on brightheart's face.

whitekit looked at her with big, kit-blue eyes, and brightheart could see her own face reflected in them. the scars marring the side of her face, the thick and jagged line where her eye used to be.

whitekit only peered at her, whiskers twitching, before she leaned forward to lick her nose gently.

hello, it seemed to say; whitekit was purring. she now had a face to attach to the scent of her mother, and whitekit was not afraid. she kneaded at brightheart's side, bumping her nose into brightheart's muzzle; her purrs only were getting louder and louder.

whitekit one day will know the story about the pack. she'll know about swiftpaw. she will understand why her mother lost her eye and why brightheart wakes up from nightmares still.

but for now, whitekit does not know any of those things. she only sees her mother in front of her.

and it hits brightheart that for the first time, she does not wish that she'd died along with swiftpaw all those moons ago. that she was not put on this earth to live and die as a warrior: she was put on this earth to be whitekit's mother.

"hi there," she whispers back to her daughter, nuzzling her cheek. whitekit coos loudly. "i'm your mama."

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lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.

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