⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ it was currently what she was learning to be a rare quiet moment in the nursery. with the sun high, most of her new denmates scrambled just outside. it gave nightbird a moment to rest without their whining and never ending chatter.
the lead warrior laid in the too big nest with her head rested upon a white paw. she had grown accustomed to raccoonstripe's pelt pressed against hers, without it sleep was a fickle beast to tame. her tail tapped languidly against the edge, silver gaze half lidded and trained upon the entrance. seemingly looking for some form of entertainment despite her intentions of resting. there wasn't much of it and without patrols, she had grown bored enough to count the brambles on the wall. she never got far, found it a fools endeavor in the moment only to try again the next day.
nightbird tried to be productive in the ways she could, thinking of names for her coming offspring most often. that too felt pointless. she imagined them a even mixture of her and her mate's features. short and broad shouldered or tall and lean, long fur painted in the swirling dark hues of their own pelts. when she considered the kitten blue of their eyes morphing into the warm umber of raccoonstripe's, she nearly grew ill. a name was something they would carry until the both of their parents were dead and buried. her and raccoonstripe's eyes, pelts, and chosen names, starclan willing, would remain in this camp even as they walked amongst old friends with starry pelts. it was a heavy burden. the only thing she had decided was that until she was able to see them for herself she could not choose.
the rampant cycle that had been running in her mind came to a halt once a shadow covered the entrance of the nursery. a sun-kissed halo blocked her from deciphering who it was, still nightbird raised her head curiously. even if her nap was now interrupted, she surprisingly didn't find herself caring too much. her mind was far too loud to sleep anyways. "you picked a good time," she hums, referring to the kittens scampering about outside. wrathpaw would find himself free of mischief as he worked.
the lead warrior laid in the too big nest with her head rested upon a white paw. she had grown accustomed to raccoonstripe's pelt pressed against hers, without it sleep was a fickle beast to tame. her tail tapped languidly against the edge, silver gaze half lidded and trained upon the entrance. seemingly looking for some form of entertainment despite her intentions of resting. there wasn't much of it and without patrols, she had grown bored enough to count the brambles on the wall. she never got far, found it a fools endeavor in the moment only to try again the next day.
nightbird tried to be productive in the ways she could, thinking of names for her coming offspring most often. that too felt pointless. she imagined them a even mixture of her and her mate's features. short and broad shouldered or tall and lean, long fur painted in the swirling dark hues of their own pelts. when she considered the kitten blue of their eyes morphing into the warm umber of raccoonstripe's, she nearly grew ill. a name was something they would carry until the both of their parents were dead and buried. her and raccoonstripe's eyes, pelts, and chosen names, starclan willing, would remain in this camp even as they walked amongst old friends with starry pelts. it was a heavy burden. the only thing she had decided was that until she was able to see them for herself she could not choose.
the rampant cycle that had been running in her mind came to a halt once a shadow covered the entrance of the nursery. a sun-kissed halo blocked her from deciphering who it was, still nightbird raised her head curiously. even if her nap was now interrupted, she surprisingly didn't find herself caring too much. her mind was far too loud to sleep anyways. "you picked a good time," she hums, referring to the kittens scampering about outside. wrathpaw would find himself free of mischief as he worked.
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BLAME IT ON THE FALLING SKY ──┐
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NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, 33 ☾'s
⭃ a small black smoke molly with a white paw and pale silver eyes. currently a queen residing in the nursery.
⭃ mate to raccoonstripe / / mentor to none
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
