delayed I AM WITH YOU / late night talking

[GENTLESTORM]

✦ It had been a day or so since the other group had left and Hailstorm was beginning to miss Batwing, he sits on a flat cool stone bathing within the moonlight provided by the full moon. He had offered to keep watch while everyone slept not wishing for anyone else to yet snatched up by predators especially with a lot of their party being injured cats, Hailstorm wouldn't hesitate to call out a warning at the sight of a large wingspan or russet tail. He usually found trouble sleeping which was another reason for his offer to keep watch, his eyes looking to Silverpelt above their heads and silently begins to ponder to himself. The sepia tom feeling a frown forming on his maw and closed his eyes for a heartbeat trying to imagine himself sitting next to Little Wolf, watching the night skies littered with stars of their ancestors or kin, and he's pulled away from the thought when he heard the faint sound of paw steps.

His brown eyes focusing onto the sight of Flamewhisker and both of his ears perk forward, he offers her a small smile then asks with a brief tilt of his head to the side "You couldn't sleep either?" The large Thunderclanner pats a stop near him and scoots a little to the side to offer the fiery pelted molly a space to lay or sit with him. Perhaps they'd feel better talking with one another or keep watch together? He can't imagine it's easy to sleep when Stormpaw is injured the way that she is, the thought of the multicoloured molly and her hind legs making his stomach curl and knot with worry.

/ please wait for @Flamewhisker to reply

* ˚✦ YOU FOUND ME HERE; UNDERGROUND

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  ✦ 48 moons old
  ✦ thunderclan warrior
  ✦ bisexual demiromantic; mates with little wolf
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ semi-difficult in combat; relies on strength and his burly build
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✦ penned by bosstaurus

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[Flamestar]

Sleep was something that hadn't come easy to her since before she had lost her mother. The only thing that brought peace to her dreams was Flycatcher, and since their time away from the camp, her dreams had been plagued with the horrors of the events they had endured. When she had thought Stormpaw was dead, she had fallen apart. She hadn't ever felt a pain so horrible...her entire world had caved in around her. Her and Flycatcher had lost two kits before, but that pain was different...they hadn't gotten to meet them...to raise them.

She was wrapped protectively around her daughter, her head laying on her front paws. Her gaze stared off into the distance, green eyes glazed over with grief. She was glad that her daughter was alive of course, but she was terrified. Stormpaw still could not feel her back legs, and as much as she wanted to believe that she was simply still in shock or something, she wasn't sure that her daughter would ever walk again. She was trying to keep herself together when she was around Stormpaw, but she wasn't sure how much longer she could bottle everything in.

Movement caught her eye, and she spotted Hailstorm sitting off to the distance. Carefully, she rose from her spot, and ever so gently touched her nose to Stormpaw's side. It didn't occur to her that she wouldn't feel it, but she was careful all the same. On quiet paws she padded over to join her clanmate, trying her best to blink the glaze off her gaze. "Sleep never finds me these days." she responded quietly, smiling weakly as he scooted over to make room for her to sit beside him.

She accepted the gesture and sat down beside him. The molly lifted her chin to the stars, and she took in a long breath. "I'm very sorry about Little Wolf." she breathed silently, glancing over at him. She couldn't imagine losing a mate. Little Wolf had been her best friend, and it had hurt her almost as much as almost losing Stormpaw. I'm ready to get home... It had never occurred to her the possibility that her mate wouldn't be there when they returned. She shifted her paws, and pushed the thought away. If that were the case...she didn't know what she would do.​

★ born to find that great unknown

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  FLAMEWHISKER of THUNDERCLAN
  LH red tabby with low white (masks black tabby, carries dilute, solid)
  — Lead Warrior of Thunderclan ; currently mentoring Acornpaw
  — she/her ; mated with Flycatcher
  — mother to Stormpaw & Falconpaw
  — 25 moons ; ages on the 20th
  — Smells like dirt, old leaves, tree sap, faint hint of flowers
  — will start a fight, will finish fights, will kill (case depending)
  — "speech" ; thoughts ; attacks
  — penned by Icey ! ; link to tags
  — link to toyhouse
  — funny guy art by waluigipinball​