- Jan 29, 2024
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The sun has only just begun to rise in the sky when Midnightpaw stirs, groggily stretching out of her nest. Her thin limbs are stiff and sore, constantly aching from the effort of keeping up with her training. She’s beginning to find it difficult to wake so early, between how easily her body becomes over-tired and her inability to sleep most nights. She struggles, but manages to shake the exhaustion from her dark fur. A cold breeze rustles through the camp, and the last bit of dew from the night still clings to blades of grass. The shadow-cloaked apprentice is on her way towards the fresh kill pile when she stumbles across a beautiful sight.
A large black-and-yellow orb weaver spider has spun a delicate web between the two browning stalks of dead weeds, the pattern intricate and wondrous. Crystalline drops of morning dew bead along the strands, glowing in the early sunlight like diamonds. The spider herself is busy at work, continuing to add new threads to an already complex tapestry. Midnightpaw is awestruck, her star-filled gaze wide as she pauses to watch the arachnid, entirely forgetting about her breakfast. Pawsteps slip across the sand towards her, towards the web, and she turns to find the lilac silhouette of Bunnypaw wandering dangerously close to running into it. “Oh, wait!” She cries, reaching out a paw to warn the other girl. Her ears flatten against her head bashfully as she stares into warm yellow eyes. For a moment, she is dazzled by the color, before the burn of embarrassment heats her skin. “I’m sorry, I… I just like them,” she explains softly, realizing she had just shouted at her denmate kind of abruptly.
A large black-and-yellow orb weaver spider has spun a delicate web between the two browning stalks of dead weeds, the pattern intricate and wondrous. Crystalline drops of morning dew bead along the strands, glowing in the early sunlight like diamonds. The spider herself is busy at work, continuing to add new threads to an already complex tapestry. Midnightpaw is awestruck, her star-filled gaze wide as she pauses to watch the arachnid, entirely forgetting about her breakfast. Pawsteps slip across the sand towards her, towards the web, and she turns to find the lilac silhouette of Bunnypaw wandering dangerously close to running into it. “Oh, wait!” She cries, reaching out a paw to warn the other girl. Her ears flatten against her head bashfully as she stares into warm yellow eyes. For a moment, she is dazzled by the color, before the burn of embarrassment heats her skin. “I’m sorry, I… I just like them,” she explains softly, realizing she had just shouted at her denmate kind of abruptly.
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MIDNIGHTPAW ✦ she / her, moor-runner apprentice of windclan, 8 moons
⭃ short-hair black tabby with low-white, vitiligo and blue eyes. petite and fragile
⭃ hollowcreek xharbingermoon// littermate to whitepaw and grasspaw
⭃ adopted bynightingalecry// adopted sister to frightpaw, witherpaw and deathpaw
⭃ single, crushing on no one // currently mentored by redheart
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking
⭃ penned by limerence ↛ @limericks. on discord, feel free to dm for plots.