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𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕜𝕪ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟
Romance? He was the absolute worst at it but with the help of his best friends he figured he was going to be knocking this out of the park. Whatever that was. Grunting as he looked down at the dried grass basket that he had managed to weave, looking over the items within. Fresh winter berries, fried flower petals, and decorative gems that lay within the hard earth on the cliffs. His kits would find the feathers and lizard tail he had found to be entertaining, even though they were still really little. Today was a special day. Clearing his throat as he looked down at his chest, his tabby fur ruffled, lapping it down to calm the fluff but also his nerves. This would be his first Uloia with Silverwolf.
Picking up the basket as he looked toward the position of the Sun, tail tip twitching as the massive tomcat shouldered his way through the felines standing in his way. Glaring at each and every one, dark brown tabby fur ruffled from his annoyance before he stepped down into the protected den of the nursery. The scent of milk overwhelming but he smiled at the sight of Silverwolf angrily grooming their sons pelt that was covered in red clay mud. Chuckling before he set the basket down at the nest, kissing her cheek and looked down at Tornadokit. “Keep out of the red clay, it’s nasty to clean.” He grumbled, pulling the kit towards himself so she didn’t have to clean him, but he looked at his mate and smiled. “Happy Ulioa, love.”