IN OUR BEDROOM AFTER THE WAR ⛧ bilberrypaw

[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　Vulturepaw sniffles. The badger sett is cramped in the way the nursery was, yet with none of the comfort. For as vulnerable as it feels, they are beginning to miss the feeling of sleeping under the stars.

Filmy eyes tilt towards their brother. They spend their days and nights pressed between his and Periwinklebreeze's pelts, each sunrise bleeding into the next. The world outside does not exist here; all they have is the sound of wheezing breaths and the smell of sickness. "At least we're t-tuh... tuh... t-t-together now, right?" Vulturepaw murmurs suddenly, trying to twist his face into something resembling a smile. "I missed you," he says softly, plainly. It almost feels too obvious to say. It was unfair of Bilberrypaw, really, to get sick first... But at least it meant their was someone waiting for them when yellowcough came for Vulturepaw.

THERE ARE FLOWERS GROWING ALL AROUND ⛧ A MASSIVE ANIMAL INSIDE OF ME‎

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  "SPEECH"
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  VULTUREPAW ⛧ he / they, apprentice of windclan, six moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with a superstitious sort of pessimism.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustpaw and bilberrypaw.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[BILBERRYPAW]

It is a strange mood that has settled over the badger sett. Something about the way life goes in here—rarely do Bilberrypaw's peers rise from where they have settled into uneasy rest. Rarely do they speak or perhaps it is rarely that Bilberrypaw listens. This isn't helplessness, but the rot to it is familiar to helplessness all the same.

Vulturepaw speaks, or Vulturepaw has been speaking. Bilberrypaw's head lolls his way and he blinks himself into seeing. He cannot help but feel like he has missed something as he watches Vulturepaw's open and gently smiling face. Had he been more awake, perhaps a cold kind of dread would have clambered up from his heart and into his throat. Instead, its an echo of a thing: dull and incomplete. Whatever nascent jealousy Bilberrypaw felt towards Vulturepaw for getting Periwinklebreeze as a mentor feels insignificant in comparison.

"I missed you too," Bilberrypaw offers back. There is something nervous in his tone, wary in a way unfamiliar to him, "I didn't like—" A breath; Bilberrypaw needs to pause far more than he used to, "—when I was alone." Another pause, both in thought and to catch his thin breath, "I didn't like... before, when you were gone, either."​

windclan apprentice | black and white harlequin | seven moons | tags​

 

[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　There's something wrong about Bilberrypaw's voice, but they can't quite place it. Isn't that how he's always sounded?

Vulturepaw turns the words over in his mind. There's always been a simplicity to his brother's words, and he appreciates that - especially now. "Mm," hums Vulturepaw in quiet agreement. "Missed you... thh-then, t-too." He blinks slowly at the swimming shape of Bilberrypaw. He can't quite keep his eyes focused; every time he thinks that he can see his brother, the image slips away. He sniffles, rubs a paw across his itching nose. "And Dhh... D-Dustpaw 'n everyone. 'S not fun... b-b-being all alone." His words spill out, hazy and slurred. He wasn't quite alone, in DuskClan... But it definitely felt like it.

It feels like Vulturepaw is always missing someone. He misses Dustpaw now, misses Gravelpaw always (even though he knows that he shouldn't). He misses his dad when he sleeps in the apprentice nests and he misses his siblings when he's out training on the moors. "'S not fair," he mumbles. "I d-d... I d-don't get why we g-gotta be... um, be apart so much. 'S not fair," he repeats, voice petering out into little more than a wheeze. His rattling breaths shake his chest.

THERE ARE FLOWERS GROWING ALL AROUND ⛧ A MASSIVE ANIMAL INSIDE OF ME‎

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• 

  
  
  "SPEECH"
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• 
  VULTUREPAW ⛧ he / they, apprentice of windclan, seven moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with a superstitious sort of pessimism.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustpaw and bilberrypaw.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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