camp five more minutes please | falling asleep

SPIDERPAW

—× THE COWARDLY LION ×—
Aug 13, 2024
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a stray tendril of dawn's light manages to pierce through the shadows of the apprentice den, casting a bothersome glare onto the slumbering spiderpaw who's body responds with a sluggish flinch and scrunched features as he is begrudgingly pulled from the world of dreams and back into reality. gilded hues are open no wider than slits as it takes a few moments for their vision to clear up and adjust to the sudden change, head slow to lift as a yawn bubbles up from their throat. aside from training there was nothing more difficult for an apprentice than trying to stay awake during the wee hours of morning, especially when the warmth of their nest beckons them in silent coo to curl up once more and drift off to sleep just for a few minutes.

spiderpaw gave a slow shake of his crown in a pitiful attempt to rid himself of this drowsy fog that clouded his mind before finally getting up and departing from the apprentice's den where he is greeted by the quiet chatter of the camp of those who rose easiest with the sun. another yawns forces apart his jaws, something that will occur more often than not as they laggard towards the fresh kill pile to pluck off whatever their jaws close around first before seeking out a spot to plop down in.

spiderpaw began to nibble on their breakfast, but felt like their eyelids were being weighed down by rocks. the melodic sounds of the forest being shaken by a rolling breeze paired with the white-noise of background conversation nearby threatened to lull the whelp back into slumber. their head began to droop, occassionally jerking back slightly in weak efforts to fight it off but it was no use as spiderpaw eventually succumbs to the tugging of sleep.

anyone nearby who caught sight of this would watch as the apprentice's head falls forwards and onto their hardly eaten vole.
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  • ooc. kid falls asleep in cereal more at 10-
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  • ⋆˖⁺‧₊ SPIDERPAW —— thunderclan apprentice , mentored by wildheart. littermate to myrtlepaw
    ⊰∙∘ demiboy / he / they / 07 moons, ages every 9th.
    ⊰∙∘ unknown orientation, still working it out. / not actively looking / open to puppy-crushes
    ⊰∙∘ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    ⊰∙∘ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character

    ⊰∙∘ penned by cobatic
    ⊰∙∘ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse

 

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- he's tired. that's not a surprise. he's being trying his hardest to play catch up. his warrior assessment is soon, and he's anxious. he can't sleep like that so he simply stays away, talking to himself, talking to anyone who will listen really. rarely is he ever not talking if he can help it, but that's simply the deal with him. he likes to talk. his tail swishes as he grabs a piece of prey from the pile, catching sight of spiderpaw. he walks over to go sit with him, only to watch as he collapses into his meal and begins... snoring? oh, dear. he makes his way over, dropping his own kill and gently nudging spiderpaw with a nose.

"hey... sp..spiderpaw? are you okay? did you not get any rest last night? you might have to see gentlestorm. come on."

he gently nudges him again. it's worrisome to see. it eats away at him like a parasite, and his stomach hurts to think that maybe something else was wrong with him. he can hope that it's simply because he got to bed way too late.

 

Orangepaw was a chatterbox, and Spiderpaw most often was a nervous wreck and tumbled over his words- but Beetlepaw found himself having to share a den with them regardless of all of that. At least none of them stunk, he had to reason. Mean thoughts aside, he rose with a near-perfect rigidity to his body. He knew if he didn't get up, Burnstorm would be chewing his ear out before too much longer. Beetlepaw had just finished selecting his breakfast when he turned around in time to witness a kit-like faceplant from Spiderpaw.

A scoff left Beetlepaw, but Orangepaw is quiet and worrisome. The nudge against Spiderpaw has Beetlepaw's brow twitching. It's only moments before the biggest of the set (at least, in Beetlepaw's mind anyways; Orangepaw is taller at this point,) moves and flops beside Spiderpaw, a small mouse between his paws. He nudges Spiderpaw with more vigor then Orangepaw, likely waking him with how hard he jostled.

"Gentlestorm isn't going to fix a lack of sleep." Beetlepaw argued back- sharp eyes turned towards Orangepaw's offending nudges, but he turns his head away. Spiderpaw is just a friend of Orangepaw's, surely. That's why they were so familiar. He turns to his breakfast, digging in to distract himself.
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  • BEETLEPAW he/him, apprentice of thunderclan, eight moons.
    LH black smoke with bright green eyes. growing into a very broad and built tom-cat, mirroring his father's build. of average height, with a shit-eating grin more often then not.
    being mentored by burnstorm / / mentoring no one
    no romantic interests / / BURNSTORM X ROEFLAME - sibling to dovepaw and littlepaw, adoptive sibling to hopepaw and coalpaw
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
    penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 
He ignored the bustling chatter of Thunderclanner's waking up to start their day. Lounging outside of the apprentice's den with a frown curled upon bitten lips, bony dark paws rolling a couple of mouse bones in front of him. Wide eyed stare flicks down at the cracked, porcelain things. He begins to count them to smallest to biggest, a slow thing for him really... A nice change of pace. Letting sharpened teeth clack clack in a rhythm against marrow of a bone he has in his mouth. Dark eyelids droop down no wider to slits, as he just angles his ears towards his spikey skull. His ginger - hued tail thumped to the side of him, as he finished counting the rest of his pitiful meal.

A grunt bubbles up from the faux tortoiseshell's parted maw. "Hmgh..." He feels an eye twitch at the sound of the annoying one's voice. Having been sharing a den with the annoying, chatterbox's self is a curse in itself, too bright - eyed. Messy tail twitched towards the gathered clutter of apprentice, letting his half - lidded gaze slide towards th– Pause. What the hell is even happening right now? He blinks awake, letting himself raise onto tall limbs with a shake of his long, messy coat. Chewing on the mouse bone with his teeth, he blinks at what he saw... Spiderpaw's face. Face planted. Into a hardly eaten vole. Strange way to eat...? With a flick of an ear, the creature makes his way towards the group with furrowed brows.

He lets his body twitch with a huff, as he watches the other apprentices with tired eyes. The apprentice's dark bitten lips twitched, curling into a frown as his eyes narrowed down at the one he tolerates enough to be around with. A flattened feathered ear flicks towards Beetlepaw's voice, his dragged tail thumps on the ground as he drags a paw up to nudge lightly at Spiderpaw. Giving up when he sees the younger apprentice wasn't even budging. "He'll w-wake up.. When h-he... wakes up. D-don't bother him." Voice raspy as he speaks towards Orangepaw. It sounds antagonistic, but it really didn't bother him, he already showed his dislike to others. He lets his lip curl slightly, before spitting out the bone to the side he was once chewing on. The spindly tom stares at the pitch black apprentice like a specimen m, before turning around to plop onto his side in front of the younger one like a guard.
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  • ( I-I CAN'T H-HANDLE IT! ) ˚₊‧ ♰ ‧₊˚ DEERPAW. ╱ thunderclan apprentice.
    ⸝⸝ AMAB ; HE / HIM ; CURRENTLY 10 MOONS OLD. AGES EVERY 26TH.
    homosexual, ace / not actively looking — mentoring none.
    a scrawny longhaired black/dark ginger tortoiseshell tom with low white and hazel eyes.
    thoughts ; "Speech, 4d4344" ; attacks only
    may powerplay minor harm ╱ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
    smells like mud &. damp earth musk
    all opinions are ic! he's morbid and he sucks </3

    biography / @ on discord for plots
    — penned by calzone
 
a scene unfolds behind fluttering eyelids where their paws no longer walk along withering undergrowth but instead upon the invisible currents of air that lift them through the night sky and above the canopy of oaks, showcasing the territory swaddled beneath the moon's watchful gaze. it's a breathtaking experience for the dreaming apprentice who, for the first time since they were made an apprentice, felt truly at ease. up here, beyond the trees, beyond thunderclan itself, all his worries melted away.

he was free.

the boy continued to climb, following the quiet hum of silverpelt that beckoned him to go further. beyond the clouds, beyond what could be comprehended. something stops him though as his world is suddenly being jostled violently and like an angel who's entry to the heavens has been denied, his wings are torn from their place sending the apprentice plummeting back to earth while an ebony paw reaches out desperately in hopes something would save him.

"GAH!" spiderpaw wakens with a startled gasp, head shooting up and eyes wide and frantic as if he's forgotten where he was before noticing orangepaw, beetlepaw and deerpaw surrounding him. oh stars, did he fall asleep? oversized ears burn hot at the realization that they must've looked crazy in those few seconds. "so—sorry, i guess i di—didn't realize how tired i–i'd be this mor–morning. . ." they sheepishly mew, embarassment eating away at them like ants.
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  • ⋆˖⁺‧₊ SPIDERPAW —— thunderclan apprentice , mentored by wildheart. littermate to myrtlepaw
    ⊰∙∘ demiboy / he / they / 07 moons, ages every 9th.
    ⊰∙∘ unknown orientation, still working it out. / not actively looking / open to puppy-crushes
    ⊰∙∘ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    ⊰∙∘ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character

    ⊰∙∘ penned by cobatic
    ⊰∙∘ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse