- Jun 7, 2022
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Her dreams have been plagued with nightmares lately, of her not being there fast enough for Bumblekit, Lemonpaw lying dead on the ground and Melonpaws bones shattered. Even dreams of her former patients, Pigeon, Eventide, they came to haunt her, how she failed Pigeon, how if she didn’t fight as hard as she did then Eventide wouldnt have gotten treatment.
When she awakes in a starry dreamland, its a welcome sight. Heavy breaths become soft and she lurches forwards to grip the moor grass under her paws. God, she needed a break. She lays there for a second before a rustling brings her out of her thoughts. Her head raises and staring back at her is a star pelted rabbit, whose head is tilted. Its fat, a chunky little thing and Honeys metaphorical brows narrow in confusion. Its almost beckoning for her to follow so she rises to her paws with an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She follows the rabbit through the tall moor grass and as soon as they crest a hill her eyes widened. Tons of rabbits, fat, young, everything hopped across the stretch, leaving stars in their wake. She looks back to her guide, but its gone, leaving her to stand there dumbfounded. Rabbits… Fat rabbits, racing across moorlands and she purses her lips. Perhaps this was a vision, maybe… pertaining to the tunnels? Then everything begins to fade and she closes her eyes.
She finally wakes, but the uneasy feeling has dissipated and she breathes. It feels warm now, so… hopefully they did not mean anything bad with the dream. Time to tell Sootstar, she guessed. “Sootstar, Dandelionpaw!” she calls out as she pads from her den, squinting her eyes at the early morning sun. “Starclan has sent a dream.” she wants Dandelionpaw there, to learn to interpret things.
// @SOOTSTAR @Dandelionpaw
When she awakes in a starry dreamland, its a welcome sight. Heavy breaths become soft and she lurches forwards to grip the moor grass under her paws. God, she needed a break. She lays there for a second before a rustling brings her out of her thoughts. Her head raises and staring back at her is a star pelted rabbit, whose head is tilted. Its fat, a chunky little thing and Honeys metaphorical brows narrow in confusion. Its almost beckoning for her to follow so she rises to her paws with an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She follows the rabbit through the tall moor grass and as soon as they crest a hill her eyes widened. Tons of rabbits, fat, young, everything hopped across the stretch, leaving stars in their wake. She looks back to her guide, but its gone, leaving her to stand there dumbfounded. Rabbits… Fat rabbits, racing across moorlands and she purses her lips. Perhaps this was a vision, maybe… pertaining to the tunnels? Then everything begins to fade and she closes her eyes.
She finally wakes, but the uneasy feeling has dissipated and she breathes. It feels warm now, so… hopefully they did not mean anything bad with the dream. Time to tell Sootstar, she guessed. “Sootstar, Dandelionpaw!” she calls out as she pads from her den, squinting her eyes at the early morning sun. “Starclan has sent a dream.” she wants Dandelionpaw there, to learn to interpret things.
// @SOOTSTAR @Dandelionpaw