#TTLAMTT

[m1smatched-starsigns]

Grooming herself, Featherpaw says, “Maybe he’s letting you off easy after all. Tigerstar doesn’t like to be embarrassed.”

Hawkfrost hums in agreement. “If I wasn’t his son, he probably would have thrown me in person with you. At least I’m still on the outside.”

Featherpaw can’t help but scoff. “Lucky you.”

Hawkfrost eyes her for a moment, his features contorting in thought. It makes Featherpaw hold her breath as she waits for whatever he says next.

“You missed a spot on your back.”

— out of touch, out of time (take these lies and make them true, c1)