- Jun 11, 2023
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❝ STATUES AND EMPIRES✧°.☀ ————————————
One of his first patrols outside of the camp. Excitement tingled through his toes up to his shoulders with each step. Greeneyes was on his flank, other cats around them in preparation for the hunting patrol. Hunting patrol- Falconpaw was unsure of his balance, but cats had been giving him reassurances that he looked plenty steady. Maybe that was all in his head, then. A deep inhale followed as they continued to pad out into the cooling pines.
Needles had dropped, ones that weren't healthy, but it wasn't something he would be looking forward to- no, perhaps a keepsake of his first trip out after survival. Eyes swept the ground as thoughts continue to churn. Getting sick- watching Lupinepaw get cured before him, and leaving the den, while he continued to sink into sickness. The trek to and from Shadowclan, which had really done him in. And when the lungwort had actually reached camp- he wasn't sure if he had hallucinated any during the time he was sick- but there were definitely nightmares, wasn't there- by the time the lungwort had reached camp, there was tears in Fireflypaw's eyes.
A brief sigh left him, and he turned, his nose leading him to what smelled like the worn down nest of a mouse, but something was rustling in the burrow. And as he slowly settled into a hunting stance to ghost forward over the ground, something... unnatural occurred.
Taking one, then two steps forward, Falconpaw began to wobble, his eyes squeezing shut. It felt like the whole world was turning upside down and spinning, and before he could right himself, Falconpaw was falling over swiftly, his shoulder glancing off of a particularly abusive root. He grunted in pain, moving to push himself up only to fall back over, floundering in position. Cotton was in his ears, any words directed at him unheard for a few moments.
// @GREENEYES mentor tag
"SPEECH"
One of his first patrols outside of the camp. Excitement tingled through his toes up to his shoulders with each step. Greeneyes was on his flank, other cats around them in preparation for the hunting patrol. Hunting patrol- Falconpaw was unsure of his balance, but cats had been giving him reassurances that he looked plenty steady. Maybe that was all in his head, then. A deep inhale followed as they continued to pad out into the cooling pines.
Needles had dropped, ones that weren't healthy, but it wasn't something he would be looking forward to- no, perhaps a keepsake of his first trip out after survival. Eyes swept the ground as thoughts continue to churn. Getting sick- watching Lupinepaw get cured before him, and leaving the den, while he continued to sink into sickness. The trek to and from Shadowclan, which had really done him in. And when the lungwort had actually reached camp- he wasn't sure if he had hallucinated any during the time he was sick- but there were definitely nightmares, wasn't there- by the time the lungwort had reached camp, there was tears in Fireflypaw's eyes.
A brief sigh left him, and he turned, his nose leading him to what smelled like the worn down nest of a mouse, but something was rustling in the burrow. And as he slowly settled into a hunting stance to ghost forward over the ground, something... unnatural occurred.
Taking one, then two steps forward, Falconpaw began to wobble, his eyes squeezing shut. It felt like the whole world was turning upside down and spinning, and before he could right himself, Falconpaw was falling over swiftly, his shoulder glancing off of a particularly abusive root. He grunted in pain, moving to push himself up only to fall back over, floundering in position. Cotton was in his ears, any words directed at him unheard for a few moments.
// @GREENEYES mentor tag
"SPEECH"