Recent content by ORANGEHEART.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- "oh, one moment! hold on just one moment, okay? don't move!" he's been in his head entirely too much. the sadness and grief eats away at him but he doesn't talk about it. he refuses. whatevers going on inside of him isn't anyones problem but his own. he can deal with it... but he'd...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- he only laughs, twitching an ear at her "threat" to have him disqualified for such a bad joke. it got a reaction out of her, and a bit of a distraction, and that was all that mattered. however, her next words make him tense up. she tries to say she will let it go, for now, given the...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangeheart had been a victim of not eating for a while, before. before thunderclan because while prey has been low before, they've never been exactly starving. orangeheart remembers that time, before he even had a full name given to him, where his mother struggled to find anything...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- after a patrol, he found himself staying outside of camp just a little longer. he figured that he needed to give himself time to find the perfect rock out here. he has always been one to collect things like this, and give them to others. he gave a couple of friendship rocks to...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- // this is so terribly late I am so sorry these last couple months have NOT been my months 😭😭 orangeheart knows exactly how this feels. when he was very very young, he told his mama that being called her little molly felt weird. she asked him, voice as light and soft as a feather...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- patrols are easy enough, aren't they? he doesn't have to get stuck inside of his head. he can focus on one thing, and one thing only. working. working. finding prey. marking territories. whatever the patrol may be. but today... he is stuck in his head way more than usual. more than...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangeheart doesn't expect there to be too much excitement on the patrol. not that he's upset about it, or anything of the sort, he's simply going with the flow. though, subconsciously, he is looking out for leafhusk's scent more and more. he can't help that, not at all. he just...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangeheart is tired. his bones ache, after keeping busy for so long, and so often. he's mostly keeping out of his head, but even that comes to an end when he steps into camp and has to rest. he is hungry, that much he knows as true but first he wants to rest. so has he makes his way...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- he feels stuck, somewhat. he doesn't really know what he's doing, and that makes him feel like he is lost somewhere where he has no control. he paces back and forth, trying to control his breathing as he nervously looks around. he wants to ask someone, but he doesn't want to really...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- exhaustion is not a new feeling for the warrior. why would it be when often he works this endless loop trying to feel... needed. trying to feel like he's good enough, and nothing ever seems like enough so he goes further and further. after nearly dying at the paws of a rogue, who he...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- there was a lot on his mind as he trekked throughout the territory. his paws ached because in spite of taking the same path over and over again, he was taking it often enough that he really isn't giving himself much of a break. he pushes his way through the camp's entrance, ears...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangeheart is lost in his own head when the deputy manages to catch him. as he sits outside of the medicine cat den, deseperate for some air but not able to go far, he doesn't pay attention to much of anything happening. his paws shuffle beneath him nervously though his face doesn't...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- he lays with his head on his nest, slowly blinking in no particular rhythm, tail swishing back and forth as he simply let's himself exist within the medicine cat den. he's been in here way too much, he knows, and his stomach twists at the idea of never leaving again. he can't. he had...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangeheart twitches his ears and gives a quick nod. even though he is itching to simply sit with his mom, and enjoy the peace he feels when he is in the spot he last saw her, he can spare a few moments for roaringsun. his whiskers twitch for a moment before he nods his head once...

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- // please note that this is simply a dream! in no way is this related to starclan at all! orangeheart is simply dreaming! he's put back into the medicine cat den. he's been here way too much, he knows, and it doesn't offer the same comfort as it did when he was just a little puff of...