- Aug 18, 2022
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DON'T YOU GIVE ME UP, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP
almost done. they were almost done. they had managed to cross through the lands, in search of perfect rocks with perfect patterns and shapes. they were all carefully cleaned and taken care of. luckily, due to the fact that they had their own den, they hid them without worry of them being taken and or tossed away. it had taken many sunrises to even get this many. this had started long before they even became leader, and now they needed one more rock. one more perfect and lovely rock. just one more.
they can't sleep. the thought of this all going wrong has their stomach in very many knots, and they don't sleep well when they're anxious. it was hard enough to sleep without anxiety gnawing at their nerves. with a flick of their tail, they made their way out of their den, quietly humming at the feel of the moonlight that basked against their obsidian fur. their icy gaze sparkled in the beam from the moon, and they turned their gaze to camp. not many were awake but that mattered not to them. they weren't here to bother others about patrols or to make them be useful. they didn't need to. most of them made themselves useful enough, and chilledstar was grateful about it.
their paws lead them out of camp, gaze lowered as their ears swiveled in and out. they searched for threats with their ears, while their eyes only looked out for rocks. there were many but none of these caught their attention. none of these were good enough to fit with the others. they lowered themself slightly, slowing their pace to brush around within the bits of mud, and marsh alike. their nose gently bumps against something, and it makes them pull back with furrowed brows. they leaned back down, picking up the rock between their teeth and setting it down. their paw gently nudged it, as they inspected it over and over again. they sat, continuing their inspection. had this been good enough? it was very nice texture wise. smooth, without so much of a crack or rough edge upon it. and it's shape... ah. yeah. they quite liked the shape. their ear twitched back as they picked it up in their mouth, holding it for a few paces. it seemed easy enough to carry. they weren't worried about breaking any teeth off on it. yes. this was it. this was the rock to finish the pile they'd been collecting. this wasn't for their personal stash, but rather for someone.
they quickly made their way back to camp, and to their den, setting it down with the rest. they counted under their breath, touching their nose to each rock as a final test of sorts.
"one. two. three. four. five. six. seven. eight. and nine. nine rocks. nine perfect rocks. she will love these."
i hope. there is a loud part within their mind that doubts it. why would she even like rocks? that was an odd thing to like. how would she feel knowing that chilledstar spent so much time gathering them? what if she had no love for them at all? they rubbed their head with a grunt before they just bundled the rocks within a leaf. they picked it up between their teeth before heading off to find the very cat these were to belong to. upon finding her, they set the wrapped leaf down, flicking their tail over her back as a way to get her attention.
"hey. walk with me a moment?"
their face doesn't reveal all too much but it's clear they're nervous. this could all go so wrong, they think. but better to have tried and lost than not to have tried at all... right?
// @GECKOSCREECH
they can't sleep. the thought of this all going wrong has their stomach in very many knots, and they don't sleep well when they're anxious. it was hard enough to sleep without anxiety gnawing at their nerves. with a flick of their tail, they made their way out of their den, quietly humming at the feel of the moonlight that basked against their obsidian fur. their icy gaze sparkled in the beam from the moon, and they turned their gaze to camp. not many were awake but that mattered not to them. they weren't here to bother others about patrols or to make them be useful. they didn't need to. most of them made themselves useful enough, and chilledstar was grateful about it.
their paws lead them out of camp, gaze lowered as their ears swiveled in and out. they searched for threats with their ears, while their eyes only looked out for rocks. there were many but none of these caught their attention. none of these were good enough to fit with the others. they lowered themself slightly, slowing their pace to brush around within the bits of mud, and marsh alike. their nose gently bumps against something, and it makes them pull back with furrowed brows. they leaned back down, picking up the rock between their teeth and setting it down. their paw gently nudged it, as they inspected it over and over again. they sat, continuing their inspection. had this been good enough? it was very nice texture wise. smooth, without so much of a crack or rough edge upon it. and it's shape... ah. yeah. they quite liked the shape. their ear twitched back as they picked it up in their mouth, holding it for a few paces. it seemed easy enough to carry. they weren't worried about breaking any teeth off on it. yes. this was it. this was the rock to finish the pile they'd been collecting. this wasn't for their personal stash, but rather for someone.
they quickly made their way back to camp, and to their den, setting it down with the rest. they counted under their breath, touching their nose to each rock as a final test of sorts.
"one. two. three. four. five. six. seven. eight. and nine. nine rocks. nine perfect rocks. she will love these."
i hope. there is a loud part within their mind that doubts it. why would she even like rocks? that was an odd thing to like. how would she feel knowing that chilledstar spent so much time gathering them? what if she had no love for them at all? they rubbed their head with a grunt before they just bundled the rocks within a leaf. they picked it up between their teeth before heading off to find the very cat these were to belong to. upon finding her, they set the wrapped leaf down, flicking their tail over her back as a way to get her attention.
"hey. walk with me a moment?"
their face doesn't reveal all too much but it's clear they're nervous. this could all go so wrong, they think. but better to have tried and lost than not to have tried at all... right?
// @GECKOSCREECH
