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Dimmingsun finds himself idle one too many times lately, and the restlessness it brings him is akin to stubborn ticks turning the fields of one's back itchy. Whether it's a good or a bad thing is certainly up to debate — during the aftermath of the fire, or DuskClan's invasion, he did not even have the chance to wish for some free time... now, with Celandinepaw whisked away to train under someone else, and with no immediate threat to WindClan's safety (aside from yellowcough that he is not equipped to deal with), Dimmingsun comes face to face with a degree of aimlessness.
By no means is he bored, of course. He would be hard-pressed to allow himself such a luxury, especially with the responsibilities of a lead warrior... but the point still stands: the mundane activities of patrolling, hunting and tending to his Clanmates are not always enough to fill out every moment of his day.
He visits the sun-warmed pool due to a lack of anything better. Dimmingsun can try to soothe himself by pretending it's for a good cause, like making sure no trespasser hangs around the only water source of the hills — it'd only amount to desperation though.
Surely, nobody could fault him for taking a "break"... he tells himself so, lowering himself by the pool's edge, and letting the water wet his paws after he takes a cooling drink. The little lake laps at the heightened shores and lulls him into a sense of safety; before he knows it, Dimmingsun slips into comfortable unconsciousness. He dreams of a vicious blizzard turning into peaceful spring; of tufts of cotton walking the planes of the sun-kissed ground; of a distant wolf howling at the unlikely sun instead of the usual company of the moon.
And when Dimmingsun wakes, his mind and body ooze with sluggishness. He had failed to take note of the exact time of day when sleep had taken him... however long has passed is questionable.
He is still lounging about and coming to his senses when a Clanmate nears the pool, and he is quick to beckon them over with a flick of his tail. "How long was I out? Is it still greenleaf?"