counting stars — stargazing

Aug 14, 2023
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just because i carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy .
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He’d nearly tripped just sitting, even more clumsy than he’d been since joining SkyClan. The temperate marsh caught him by surprise, although being colder, but not nearly as bad as when he’d been alone, curled up on the cold pavement with nothing, but the fur on his back. He’d been chattering his teeth off, not nearly having the muscle mass to keep himself warm like some of the SkyClan warriors.

“It’s super pretty, isn’t it?” He questioned, peering up at the visible sky with a curious blink of odd hues. “Never really had the chance to enjoy it until now.” He hummed, grinning sheepishly. Living out on his own, Lux never had the chance to relax, terrified and cautious despite his sunshine personality, the lanky tom never felt safe.

It was nice. Belonging somewhere, even if it was temporary. He wasn’t sure, but Lux hoped he’d be allowed to stay. If not, then—I’m not sure. He shuffled on malnourished legs, helm tipped back to peer into the night sky, opting to ignore his bitter thoughts to savor the peace ( as rare as it was now ).

/ skyclan word prompt " temperate " .. backwritten when the clans were still together ! no need to wait for @STARLIGHTPAW
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