- Apr 21, 2023
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It's been a few days. Some moments are easier than others, which would be a hopeful statement if 'the others' didn't stretch into hours of coughing fits, fatigue, and soreness. Brookstorm prior to her own incident would've seen it fit to commit; at least then, someone in her condition wouldn't exist. They wouldn't be wasting meals or taking space from others. It's another strenuous, wayward thought that'd have her tail nipped if she ever spoke it, she knows. But she feels she knows far more than she wants to.
She finishes with her coughing for the minute, scuffing some dirt over whatever she hacked up this time. Moonbeam is nearby - it's hard to ignore such a luminescent feline in such a dim den - however beyond possible treatments they have hardly spoken. Brookstorm again ruefully thinks of the companions she's never had, all due to her own asocial behavior. Maybe in another world, she and Moonbeam are friends. Maybe in that world, she's just as disastrously stupid, but she has more souls praying for her recovery.
"Moonbeam...?" she speaks, and her voice is soft. Hardly ever as Brookstorm spoken in a whisper, as if her natural tune could tremor mountains. Green eyes fit on the winged scars on the medicine cat's back, and though she is quiet, she is blunt: "Do you think I'll survive this?"
@Moonbeam
She finishes with her coughing for the minute, scuffing some dirt over whatever she hacked up this time. Moonbeam is nearby - it's hard to ignore such a luminescent feline in such a dim den - however beyond possible treatments they have hardly spoken. Brookstorm again ruefully thinks of the companions she's never had, all due to her own asocial behavior. Maybe in another world, she and Moonbeam are friends. Maybe in that world, she's just as disastrously stupid, but she has more souls praying for her recovery.
"Moonbeam...?" she speaks, and her voice is soft. Hardly ever as Brookstorm spoken in a whisper, as if her natural tune could tremor mountains. Green eyes fit on the winged scars on the medicine cat's back, and though she is quiet, she is blunt: "Do you think I'll survive this?"
@Moonbeam