[butterfly] weight of the world

[Fireflyglow]

WE'VE BEEN DOIN' ALL THIS LATE NIGHT TALKIN' ✧​

When he was well enough to leave the high priest's den, one of the first places Fireflypaw went was to the apprentice den. Butterflypaw, with her fear of fighting, was bound to be hiding in the warm den to avoid the world for a good bit. Firefly can't find it in him to tell her how things would be okay- if RiverClan hadn't rushed into camp, things would be much harder for them. More would have died, more injuries- worse, worse, worse. But he pushes through nonetheless, spots the dark molly curled up in her bed.

"Butterfly," Firefly calls out softly, gentle in tone. Soft, yet wary. "The fighting is over." He reminds her softly, leaning down to gently press his nose to her ear. Part of him aches to see her smile again, a cure-all for any type of illness. Pretty, yet comforting. But she needed more help than he did right now. He clears his throat. "Do you want to talk about it?"

@butterflypaw ​

 

[butterflytuft]

The fighting had been awful. The screeches, the unfamiliar scents in their camp....she hated it so, so much. The coward of an apprentice could only remain in the apprentice's den, curled tightly in her nest with black and white forepaws covering her eyes. She's still trembling, even as Fireflypaw comes to find her. She hears his voice and the tiniest of whimpers escapes her, yet her paws don't move quite yet. The fighting is over, The reminder is sweet, careful. A nose touches her ear and finally she shifts a paw away, revealing a wide yellow eye peering up at him.

Still shaking with adrenaline, it takes Butterflypaw a moment to gather her thoughts. She eventually pulls the other paw away from her face and tucks it beneath her, drawing in a deep breath as she settles deeper into her nest. "Th-They came into our home," She mews in a wavering voice, staring at the ground. "This camp is supposed to be safe, but they...they just barged right in. Are we...Are we ever safe?" The older apprentice blinks back up at her friend, lip quivering.​