camp i miss you every second ;; nightmare.

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Fireflypaw finds that sleeping at the mouth of the medicine den allows him to listen in easier to the happenings outside of it, but it also meant that he was swept with cold at random moments. He's lucky for his long fur, which is piled upon his body like snow itself. Light and fluffy, yet thick and warm. His paws are tucked under himself, head leaned against the side of his nest, inhaling the scent of herbs. And yet, he's dreaming- paws running at mach speeds to catch up after four other sets of paws.

"Wait up, wait for me!" He calls out to the four shapes ahead of him, blurry and yet he knew exactly who they were. Moonkit, who slows down to meet his pace and yet is still so far ahead of him. Burnkit, who laughs alongside his sister Howlkit. Morningkit trudges through the snow beside Moonkit, the two so similar in appearance he has to squint to see whom was who. "Come on, slowpoke!" Burnkit calls out, and Fireflykit finds that he can't run fast enough. Next thing he knew, the ground was falling out beneath his siblings, paws scrabbling uselessly at the crevice. Morningkit falls first, and Fireflykit shrieks out in agony as he watches her fall- his eyes meeting her own. His siblings panicking, looking up at their eldest brother as if he could help them. But they were all falling, falling.. They were going to die, he-

"Stop.. Stop.." Fireflypaw squeaks out in his sleep, body shaking as tears bubble at the corners of his eyes. Another body falls into the pits of darkness, and then another, and then another, until he himself drops- waking up with a startle and sending feathers to and fro. Panting heavily, Fireflypaw wipes at his eyes as soft hiccups rack his body. He couldn't lose any more of his siblings- Howlfire.. He needed to make sure she was safe. But he needed to catch his breath first.. He couldn't breathe.​
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Blazestar cannot sleep. The Ragdoll sits at the mouth of his own den, leaving Bobbie to slumber fitfully behind him. Through elderberry stripped of the bulk of its foliage, he peers up at the dark sky, listening to the snores and muffled, sleepy mews emitted by his Clan in repose. He thinks of his kits, of Morningpaw in StarClan, of Moonwhisper, Burnstorm, Skyclaw and Duskbird in ThunderClan, all of them so far from him—the distance is so great, a gap so immense he cannot close it no matter how his heart aches to do so.

The rift in his family is impossible to fix, and the futility of it keeps him uneasy in his new life with Bobbie. He wants to bury his face into her neck and breathe her sweetness in, to forget about things he has broken irreparably and cannot fix, but how is that fair? Why does he deserve a second chance when the first one lies shattered at his paws?

At first, he does not hear the squeak from the medicine cat’s den. It’s high-pitched, a kit thrashing in the throes of a night terror. He slips from his den, ears pricked. He prepares to see one of his daughter’s children, freshly-woken from their nightmares, but it’s his son. Fireflypaw, still wearing the moniker of his apprenticeship, seems impossibly large in the mouth of Dawnglare’s den, tears hot on his cheeks and streaming from blind eyes.

Fireflypaw—are you alright?” His voice is gentle. He goes to his oldest kit and licks him on one ear. He remembers comforting him in much the same way when he’d been smaller, tucked against Little Wolf’s flank.



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Thankfully, for a change the splotched warrior was granted the sweet respite of rest. Except nature had other plans by rousing him from his warm nest. Oh, fine... Begrudgingly Dogbite roused from their fluffy cocoon rolling out of its inviting edges and into the frigid air. Pelt sticking about in its usual haphazardness as he headed towards dirt-place. Their adventure is put on pause as whimpers and cries interrupt their groggy mind. Who is making all that... Soon enough his mind whirrs to life and their pelt prickles with concern. Changing their intended destination he spots a familiar pelt fall over the source of pained outbursts. Blazestar?

Quickly, he trots to the leader's side and immediately they are clued into what's wrong. Fireflypaw is splayed and teary-eyed with the older tom comforting them. Worry crunches the one-eyed cats maw as he hesitantly remarks. "Are you both okay?" His voice is quiet and heavy with sleepy concern. Feathery tail twitching cautiously as his tattered ears listening on intently.

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    ✧ LH cinnamon tabby w/high white one blue eye
    ✧ child of npc x npc ; sibling to crescent and bear
    ✧ skyclan warrior ; ex-loner ; mentor to littlepaw
    ✧ 31 moons old ; birthday 07/01 ; ages realistically
    ✧ AFAB ; nonbinary ; he/they
    ✧ pansexual ; polyromantic ; single
    "speech", thought, attack, powerplay
    ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed
    ✧ penned by tasmagoric
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A sweet blessing, the smell of his father and Dogbite is.

He inhales the scent of the flame point almost immediately, a low rumbling purr of self-comfort ebbing into his chest as he sniffles away the tears that had just been pouring out in fat drops. He lowers his head to the ground for a moment, his fur finally lying flat as he calms down. A hiccup. "Bad dream." He croaks out exhaustedly, paw wiping grime from the corner of his eyes. "I-It was about Morningpaw.. And the others, when we were kits. I was chasing them, and then.. And then they all fell into a pit of nothingness, and I did, too." Was it a prophecy? No, StarClan wouldn't drop this on him as a prophecy. Maybe it was his fears getting the best of him, eating away at his mind slowly. After the discovery of Skyclaw and Duskbird, it was hard for him to believe anything at this point.

"I'm okay.. I need.. I need to check on Howie." He mumbles as he stumbles out of his nest, brushing past the two toms in an attempt to make his way over to the nursery. He needed to see her. He needed to make sure his sister was okay. That her kits were okay. ​
SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE ✦ 17 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS
 
*+:。.。 Orchidpaw was no stranger to nightmares, but that wasn't a subject he cared to visit enough to build a bridge with Fireflypaw. Instead, the young apprentice would blink up from where he'd been mid-lick of Skyclan's running stream, watching events unfold. From whimper to visitors, to stumbling his way towards the nursery with a mission on his lips, it was quite the scene. Orchidpaw sat up, unsure he'd be any help - certainly not more so than the tom's own father - but too curious to let it be. "Is something wrong with Howlfire?" he asks aloud, not entirely expecting an answer. He can't imagine nightmares as a medicine cat are easy. When can one know when it's a average nightmare or a omen predicting a dark future?





  • GENERAL:
    Orchidpaw
    DFAB— He/Him — Unsure
    9 moons — Ages 1 moon every month 28th
    Son of Orangeblossom and Ashenclaw
    Skyclan — Apprentice





    COMBAT:
    Physically medium | mentally medium
    Attack in bold #bf8924
    injuries: None currently