- Apr 21, 2023
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She's woken up several times in the night, her head heavy and her chest in pain. Moonbeam is always nearby, her white fur shimmering with the filtered moonlight, but Brookstorm never has the energy to wake her. Her eyes flutter open, close, open, close - she must sleep in between each bout of consciousness, for before long, the sun filters in and the warrior is welcomed by a new brightness.
Brookstorm heaves out a pained breath, and though she's thoroughly dried and her already erratic fur licked every which way to keep her warm, she shivers. Her chest and throat feel clogged but - but... she's awake. Everything aches as she lifts her head, and it doesn't immediately fall back into her nest. Dizzy, her attention looks towards the medicine den's entrance. A cat stands there, idly fiddling with some moss, and she narrows her eyes towards them. A moment, a hushed whisper she cannot decipher, and the cat zips out of the den.
Soon, a familiar face breaks the threshold, smelling freshly of milk and newfound exhaustion.
"Rob... Robin..." she tries, but her voice scratches her throat, "Ugh," she spits something up, pressing her lips into a thin line before she rests her head again, leaf green eyes looking tiredly towards the other. "I'm - I... I..." She cannot find the words she wants to say.
Brookstorm heaves out a pained breath, and though she's thoroughly dried and her already erratic fur licked every which way to keep her warm, she shivers. Her chest and throat feel clogged but - but... she's awake. Everything aches as she lifts her head, and it doesn't immediately fall back into her nest. Dizzy, her attention looks towards the medicine den's entrance. A cat stands there, idly fiddling with some moss, and she narrows her eyes towards them. A moment, a hushed whisper she cannot decipher, and the cat zips out of the den.
Soon, a familiar face breaks the threshold, smelling freshly of milk and newfound exhaustion.
"Rob... Robin..." she tries, but her voice scratches her throat, "Ugh," she spits something up, pressing her lips into a thin line before she rests her head again, leaf green eyes looking tiredly towards the other. "I'm - I... I..." She cannot find the words she wants to say.