~ TW: Implied Abuse ~ /The nursery/ That is where the mind of a certain striped brown tom’s thoughts have been. Its strange. Momentouschaos doesn’t have a reason to be thinking of that place. His mind has just been… there. It did have significance in his earlier life, though... The nursery was a safe place for him as a kit: he could hide from his father there, hide with his adoptive mom, far away from the hating eyes of his pop. No, not his pop. /Marigoldstone./ That tom wasn’t his father, not after what he did when Momo was only 4 moons old. As Momentouschaos lied awake in the warrior’s den, the sun beating down on the desert above, he felt… out of place. As he thought of his father, his gaze traveled to his ripped, destroyed half-tail. He put a paw under his bangs, feeling the indent of the long scar hidden underneath the sepia fur. It wasn’t his fault his father had to grieve. He stood, messy fur still covered in scraps of moss. Avoiding stepping on his fellow warriors, he walked out of the warrior’s den with a wide yawn. Sleep alluded him, but boy was he tired. Out in the wider, less cramped camp, he sat down in the corner, beginning a sketch in the dirt. He found himself drawing the place he had been thinking about. /The nursery./ Oh yeah, that's where these thoughts began. The milk-scented den was... drawing him close. As he continued to draw, images popped into his head. Him patching the walls of that den, him helping a queen in labor, and him sleeping, surrounded by queens and their kits. Is that what he wanted in WindClan? To... be a queen? He knows that toms and be queens, but he doesn't have kits. Knowing his lineage, he might not even be able to. But... something about it sounded right. His head began to dip, and sleep seemed possible for the first time and days. He'll sleep on it... and... if he doesn't change his mind, he'll... he'll talk to Ghost... The tom's dark brown head fell into his paws, and he drifted off where he was: in his corner in camp, half finished drawing before him.
TLDR: Momo is now a queen :) ~~~~~ Momentouschaos belongs to me, @IAMHollyleaf Marigoldstone belongs to me TFCRP is a roleplay. You should join! All other characters belong to their respective owners! Doodleey doo is mine
