B U R N I N G L E A F
He saw the little kit wobble out from behind the apprentices. Immediately, his entire body softened. "Gho...Owlkit?" His voice was but a whisper as he layed down to look the kit in the eyes. They looked just like Ghostflight's. "Is it really you?"
His eyes widened as Owlkit was swooped away by an unfamiliar queen. "No!" he cried out, resuming his battle stance. "That's my son! Please!" It was the first time he had actually called Ghostflight's spirit his son. And he felt, with newborn Owlkit, that maybe he could actually be a father.
W I L L O W S P L A S H
She looked from Tanglefur to Bramblewind. "Well, I suppose I don't have a say in it. Bramblewind, your decision."