private LIKE THE DAWN ✿ MORNINGPAW

[GENTLESTORM]

'CAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE BANK — His eyes flutter open after making contact with the Moonstone and finds himself in the same starry clearing that he has gotten to know the last few times that he has dreamt with those that had passed. The first time it had been Little Wolf, and the next having been Berryheart, and it makes Gentlestorm ponder who would meet him this time. Unbeknownst to him, the other medicine cats of the other clans are sharing their dreams together but he finds himself alone and it shall be that way until he finds a suitable apprentice to train that would succeed him one day. He breathes taking in the sight of this starlit terrain knowing that one day that he would leave his home and live here amongst all those that he cares for but he hopes that it isn't until a long time, he wishes to make sure that his clan's in good paws and taken care of before he could ever possibly think of drawing his final breath and shutting his copper eyes for the last time.

Snowy capped paws turn and his gaze focuses on a molly that looks similar to Moonwhisper but she seems kinder and a lot more warmer than her sister, he can feel the breath in his throat stopping briefly and he lets out a low breath as his dark honey eyes focus on her... Morningpaw.

WHERE THE DOGS ROAM ✿ POR LA CALLE QUE TE LLEVA A CURICÓ

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  MEDICINE CAT IN TRAINING;
  — ✿✿✿✿✿ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ INFECTIONS
  — ✿✿✿✿❀ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ ILLNESS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✿❀❀❀❀ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ BROKEN BONES
  — ✿✿✿❀❀ KITTING
  — ❀❀❀❀❀ POISONS
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  ✿ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and brown eyes
  ✿ gentlestorm is a very warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he's very social and willing to lend anyone a paw if they need it. he's very patient, caring, and it's usually rare to earn his ire.
  ✿ 53 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✿ widowed mate of little wolf
  ✿ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset ; peaceful powerplay allowed
  ✿ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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[MORNINGPAW ☆]

Morningpaw streams forth from silvery grass, her blue eyes round and starlit. The cat standing before her is one she had not been fortunate enough to get to know well in life, but he had brought her mother comfort and happiness in the final moons of her life, and he now serves ThunderClan well as their medicine cat. She dips her spotted face respectfully. “Hi, Gentlestorm. Welcome to StarClan.” Her mew is clear and strong. “I have come tonight to tell you about a… disturbance. You and Howlingstar need to know.”

Her tiny face screws up into a frown. “When Sootstar died, a wall of fog appeared in StarClan’s forest.” She shudders as she thinks of it. “There is something… something not right about it, Gentlestorm. If only you could have seen it… it feels dangerous, but we don’t know what it is.” She sighs, shaking her head.

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