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December 5, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Sit down, close your eyes, and think of your sire, if you feel a tug in your spark, that's the direction he's in.
December 5, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Hell yeah.
November 29, 2025 at 6:52 PM
Probably. That'll be fun, I'm in it because I'm Star's son, you'll be in it for being Break Out's son.
November 29, 2025 at 6:42 PM
Can't wait to hear the gossip about that. If there's one thing fliers love, it's to gossip. Sassily.
November 29, 2025 at 6:16 PM
My sire sometimes pins his down, or one, to be in a more comfortable position in berth when sleeping.
November 29, 2025 at 6:08 PM
Oh I thought that was the other- Wait, can't you fold your wings down? As in point them down, then comfortably lay on your side. I dunno, I don't have wings.
November 29, 2025 at 6:04 PM
Uhhhhhhh... Wait which one is Jetfire?
November 29, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Don't you have wings?
November 29, 2025 at 5:59 PM
"Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live."
November 29, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Ah! Cogito, ergo sum.
November 29, 2025 at 12:30 PM
Which one?
November 29, 2025 at 12:28 PM
You're welcome.
November 22, 2025 at 9:56 PM
-

[He sounded utterly defeated. He needed this rest for sure, and with it being in such a familiar and safe environment, maybe Whistletune would sleep without any nightmares, maybe he'd even wake up to peace finally.]

[Would peace even fix anything at this point though?]
November 19, 2025 at 1:27 PM
[With Whistletune now on his side and a blanket draped over him to outline things, the weight he'd gained to fit a sparkling in him was clearer. It was quite a difference from how lean and slender Whistletune used to look like as Lily.]

"'kay... Thanks..."

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November 19, 2025 at 1:27 PM
[The feline started making his way to Star's room, and once there, he clambered onto the berth before collapsing, sighing a heavy sigh.]
November 18, 2025 at 9:54 PM
"... I trust you papa. I trust you."

[Whistletune leaned in closer, just wanting to stay with his sire for today.]

"Can we go sleep? I miss sleeping in your berth... I've been so distracted... I just wanna ignore the world for a few hours."
November 18, 2025 at 9:49 PM
- But he trusted Starscream. He trusted his sire because his sire was just like him, suffering just like him.]
November 18, 2025 at 9:15 PM
[Whistletune thought on that question. Really thought...]

"I'm scared to trust anyone... I'm so scared... But... Yeah... Yeah I trust you... I trust you, sire..."

[He'd been so hurt, in life, so let down, by himself, by Megatron, by Starscream when he left to find Skyfire, by mostly everyone... -
November 18, 2025 at 9:15 PM
[Whistletune snuggled into the hug quickly, hooking a paw/ped over Star's shoulder to -hug- back, whining sadly. All the events lately had been piling up and Whistletune just felt... Done... It was too much... He doesn't want to be a soldier for a day... More more.]

"Doesn't feel like it..."
November 18, 2025 at 9:05 PM