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//descriptions of dissociation in the first paragraph <3
"I don't know where I am..." The feeling of floating had ebbed and flowed like the tide. The cool misty waters would prickle beneath her paw pads and the further she leaned away from being awake the further it encroached. Icy tendrils coiled around her legs, pulling her up from the ground and leaving her to sway in suspension. "I'll drift off sometimes, but I'm not sleeping. I'm just... thinking, or doing nothing at all."
The icy hold had lost its grip on her today while she sat in the flowerless clearing. Nothing but weak tussocks and spindly strands of grass for a foxlength around them, barren of growth but not the same as the burnt sycamore. It was simply too dry here, desolate of surviving without water.
"Then it comes back down again, all at once. The sounds, the scents, and it was like I was never gone at all. Nobody noticed, I think." Lilacfur doesn't include the parts where she plummets into depths of familiar screams and phantom claws that rip through what's no longer there. Maybe Starlingheart already knew all of that, maybe she had been through it herself after Granitepelt had done the same.
"It wasn't going to be a secret forever, though. I was trying to lead her back but something... keeps her there. Away from me, from here. I know she wanted it." I know her. But it is a belief thats lost with windswept faith. Lilacfur didn't know Ghostmask at all, but how could it be true? She never felt so broken from kin like this, especially not one she thought she would hold the closest.
"I don't know where I am..." The feeling of floating had ebbed and flowed like the tide. The cool misty waters would prickle beneath her paw pads and the further she leaned away from being awake the further it encroached. Icy tendrils coiled around her legs, pulling her up from the ground and leaving her to sway in suspension. "I'll drift off sometimes, but I'm not sleeping. I'm just... thinking, or doing nothing at all."
The icy hold had lost its grip on her today while she sat in the flowerless clearing. Nothing but weak tussocks and spindly strands of grass for a foxlength around them, barren of growth but not the same as the burnt sycamore. It was simply too dry here, desolate of surviving without water.
"Then it comes back down again, all at once. The sounds, the scents, and it was like I was never gone at all. Nobody noticed, I think." Lilacfur doesn't include the parts where she plummets into depths of familiar screams and phantom claws that rip through what's no longer there. Maybe Starlingheart already knew all of that, maybe she had been through it herself after Granitepelt had done the same.
"It wasn't going to be a secret forever, though. I was trying to lead her back but something... keeps her there. Away from me, from here. I know she wanted it." I know her. But it is a belief thats lost with windswept faith. Lilacfur didn't know Ghostmask at all, but how could it be true? She never felt so broken from kin like this, especially not one she thought she would hold the closest.
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LILACFUR ✩ she/her, 22 moons, mother to marblepaw and sycamorepaw
⭃ lh lilac rosette with yellow eyes (carrying cinnamon, solid), a torn left ear, missing her left eye and most fur from a multitude of claw-marked scars
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
⭃ penned by this loser ↛ @gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.