private ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ Stargazer | Dipperfrost ⋆.˚

[Blackwater]

He woke to pain. Pain in his stomach, his head, his limbs, everything. It was routine, the bite brought on by the Leafbare chill always carrying the promise of his physical deterioration with it. Insufferable as it was, he lamented the idea of asking Moonflower and Robinheart for herbs- what would ease could not mend- and truthfully, he felt as though he were not worth the extra trouble. A waste it would be, for he would always return back here again, back to this moment. One where claws shred bedding materials into litter, a clenched jaw making mandibles ache, his body trembling with what it was forced to endure since his unfortunate birth. The warrior's den would quickly become overwhelmingly stifling, and so he would rise onto unsteady paws before teetering stiffly out into the night. It would do little to ease his pain, every step taken causing his taut muscles to scream in protest, yet he continued on- that was all he could ever do- just press on.

The night was young, the promise of the rising sun still quite a ways away. The stars overhead twinkled with their familiar dance, a welcoming breath of glitter strewn across an otherwise abyssal sky. They beckoned him nearer, and he would answer the call...though the closest he could ever come to truly touching them was through their reflection within the river's still waters. A perfect mirror of what was above, his stiff paw would gently score the top an undisturbed tide, the ripple it sent causing the images inside to distort. He would remain sat here on the banks, allowing his eyes to squeeze shut as his body seemed to melt into the peaty sand- he was thankful to not have been born with long curls of fur- it ensured he did not need to worry about cleaning the accumulated particles from his sleek pelt for hours after.

The world melted away as he allowed the scents and sounds of his controlled world wash over him, a content but shaky sigh escaping from his parted maw in a flurry of smoke. He was at peace here, for whatever it was worth. Even if he was alone.

OOC: @DIPPERFROST

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BLACKWATER%E3%85%A4TAGS
✶ㅤmale (he / him)ㅤ/ㅤgay aroace, single
✶ㅤ25 moons oldㅤ/ㅤages realistically, every 24th of the month
✶ㅤwarrior of riverclan for 13 moons
✶ㅤsilvertide x splittailㅤ/ㅤno other relations
✶ㅤmentoring noneㅤ/ㅤmentored by willowroot
✶ㅤpenned by sloaneㅤ/ㅤmessage encarcerated on discord for plots!

sh blue tabby/blue chimera w/low white with deep, teal colored eyes and a stoic demeanor. physically inexpressive and socially flat despite being quite polite and easygoing.

 

[DIPPERFROST]

Dipperfrost moved like a whisper through the night, her long legs carrying her with practiced grace over the damp earth. She hadn't meant to seek company—she rarely did—but when the faint scent of another drifted toward her on the breeze, her steps faltered. The moonlight cast silver edges along the sleek fur of the tom sitting by the river, his posture stiff even in stillness. The way his shoulders curled inward, as though bracing against the cold or some unseen weight, was familiar. Too familiar.

She should turn back. That was her instinct—to withdraw, to leave him to his thoughts as she preferred others leave her to hers. Yet her paws hesitated against the earth. How many times had she sat alone beneath the stars, aching with a loneliness she refused to name? And how many times had she wished for someone to sit beside her, saying nothing at all, just there to share in the silence?

A sigh fogged from her lips, curling pale against the dark. Then, against her better judgment, she stepped forward. Her movements were careful, deliberate—silent but not secretive, as though to give her clanmate a chance to notice her approach. She paused a respectful distance away, neither close enough to intrude nor far enough to be mistaken as passing through. Settling into a seated position, she curled her long tail neatly around her paws. Her gaze found the river first, where stars shimmered on the water's surface, broken only by the occasional ripple of current. The air carried the faint scent of cold stone and leaf-bare frost, tinged with the sharper bite of snowmelt from the peaks upstream.

Silence stretched between them, unbroken but not uncomfortable. Dipperfrost let it linger, as if testing the air between them—measuring the shape of this tentative companionship that hung suspended in the night. Her heart beat steadily beneath her ribs, though there was a faint tension in her chest. Reaching out to others had never come easily, even when she longed for it. The desire was there, buried beneath layers of solitude and self-sufficiency. Yet words often felt like a bridge too narrow, too fragile to cross without risking a fall.

At last, she glanced upward, tracing the constellations scattered across the sky. They had been her silent confidants for as long as she could remember—constant, distant, asking nothing of her in return. But tonight, their cold light seemed to press closer, as if urging her onward. This is what you wanted isn't it?

"Mind if I join you?" Her voice was low and steady, like the current of the river beside them — an offering rather than an intrusion. There was no expectation in the words, only a quiet question left to drift between them. A pause. Then, after a breath, she added, "Would you like to hear a story?"

( ⋆⭒˚.⋆ ) to the sun, there's nothing higher

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  DIPPERFROST RIVERCLAN WARRIOR; SHE / HER ; SWANTUFT X FINLEAP
  

  Dipperfrost is a tall, slender she-cat with a white coat broken by blue tabby patches, a tuft of curls atop her head, and a star-shaped marking on her forehead. Her brilliant blue eyes—one flecked with a yellow starburst—are often half-lidded, lending her a distant, unreadable expression. Quiet and observant, she speaks with purpose, choosing honesty over comfort and control over chaos. Her aloof demeanor and measured composure make her difficult to approach, but for those who earn her trust, she is fiercely loyal. Though cynical and pragmatic, she remains a steady, unshaken presence, ever watchful of the world around her.

  ✦ Difficult in battle + a skilled fighter