- Dec 21, 2023
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As the days grew longer and hotter, so too did the nights grow lively with the symphony of summer; crickets and rustling leaves. It brought about a feeling of nostalgia that Badgerstripe can attribute to her kit years, in which she chased butterflies and basked in the sun's warm glow. With that nostalgia came some of her only moments of peace, an opportunity to break away with her inner turmoil. Such is tonight, as she rests in the center of camp while her Clanmates share tongues under the moonrise's gentle hues.
Through half-closed eyes, Badgerstripe sees a gentle glimmer nearby, illuminating the darkness with a little flash of fire. What was..? She blinks once, twice, then trains her eyes in that spot, waiting intently.. and to her interest, the light shines again. Then another, some tail-lengths away; and a third yet, sparkling near the edge of camp. As the moon rises, so does its' companion stars.. and it seems some of them have grounded to join them in this peaceful night.
Like stars come to earth, Badgerstripe watches the luminescent creatures dance amongst the darkness, winking on and off. They are ethereal and tranquil; she finds herself in a moment of wonder, mesmerized by their soft glows. "Look," she murmurs, to whoever may be near - to anyone who would hear her words. She is quiet and hushed, as if her breath alone might disturb the celestial display before her, of whom she dubs.. "Starflies.."
Through half-closed eyes, Badgerstripe sees a gentle glimmer nearby, illuminating the darkness with a little flash of fire. What was..? She blinks once, twice, then trains her eyes in that spot, waiting intently.. and to her interest, the light shines again. Then another, some tail-lengths away; and a third yet, sparkling near the edge of camp. As the moon rises, so does its' companion stars.. and it seems some of them have grounded to join them in this peaceful night.
Like stars come to earth, Badgerstripe watches the luminescent creatures dance amongst the darkness, winking on and off. They are ethereal and tranquil; she finds herself in a moment of wonder, mesmerized by their soft glows. "Look," she murmurs, to whoever may be near - to anyone who would hear her words. She is quiet and hushed, as if her breath alone might disturb the celestial display before her, of whom she dubs.. "Starflies.."
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━━ WARRIOR of THUNDERCLAN | 15 MOONS ,, ages every 21st
━━ NPC xx NPC | SIBLING to n/a — sibling adopts here!
━━ MATE to none | PARENT to none
━━ MENTOR to none | PREVIOUSLY MENTORED by BURNSTORM -
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