private sweet shut eye // fig

[Periwinklebreeze.]

❀​❀ OH HOME, LET ME COME HOME ❀❀​

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periwinklebreeze & 14 moons & demi-boy & he/they & windclan moor runner ​

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Peri can only stave off the weariness for so long. He'd done better than expected, lasted longer than he'd thought - catching a few hours of sleep in the caves, or resting his eyes while others hunted as they went. Of course, that's if one ignored his... fainting spell. His sleeping sickness had not weighed him down too much, at least not until now. Paws grow heavy, limbs feeling as though they're made of stone - and blue eyes blink slowly, almost dazed. Certainly they'll rest soon, but until then, he needs a distraction to stay awake.

Blue gaze flickers, glancing upon those who, like him, have begun to trail behind - stragglers moving at a slow but steady pace. One in particular catches his eye, golden fur enough to encourage him to speak - "erm... y-you're a skyclanner, r-right?" not the best conversation starter he supposes, but he's not exactly in his right mind. "ah - I'm periwinkleb-breeze," he introduces belatedly - they'd not spoken before now, so it was best not to assume.

— home is wherever I'm with you ❀

• Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '
  
  ooc: @FIGFEATHER
  tw/cw: —
  
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  — a lithe figured black and white tom with a false-pointed pattern and clear blue eyes that gleam periwinkle in the right lighting. he seems perpetually worn and exhausted, with heavy bags beneath his eyes and a slouched posture. he has a speech impediment which leaves him with a stutter and sometimes even completely non-verbal, and his fluffy tail is adorned with carefully woven daisies.
  
  — physically medium && mentally easy && pacifist
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
  — please attack using [b][color=#ccccff]action here[/color][/b] and tag account

 

[FIGFEATHER]

Figfeather gazes upon the dark pelted WindClanner wearily. Even though they’ve been on this journey together for the past moon she never could help but not forget what they’ve done to her clan. Yet it was so… odd? All of them, maybe save Scorchstreak, have presented themselves in polite enough manners. It was difficult to believe they hailed from such a bloodthirsty clan, especially the timid tom before her.

To his inquiry she dips her head. ”Yes, I’m a SkyClan cat, and you’re WindClan.” She states matter-of-factly. Long time enemies, up until now. ”I’m Figfeather.” She wonders if he’s heard her name before; she doesn’t think she’s heard his… The idea of her name spreading so far out to the moors would give her quite the ego boost, but she is certain she has not made herself that popular quite yet.​

♡ INFO BATTLE

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  » Figfeather
  » SkyClan Warrior
  » She/her . AMAB
  » A red tabby she-cat with a mangled leg.
  » ”Speech”․ thoughts ․ attack
  
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  » A foe in battle whose ability to strategize can shift tides.
  » Excels in strategizing and pre-planning her battles.
  » Fights defensively and aid her clan to victory.
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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[Periwinklebreeze.]

❀​❀ OH HOME, LET ME COME HOME ❀❀​

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periwinklebreeze & 15 moons & demi-boy & he/they & windclan moor runner ​

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She doesn't immediately snap at him, so peri thinks things are going well, even if the indifference is a bit startling. "Mm... n-nice to meet y-you," he says quietly, finding himself forced to look away from burning orange eyes. The silence only lingers for a moment however before he finds himself uncomfortable and lethargic again - pelt twitching. "Is it st-strange, b-being so f-far from h-home now?" it certainly feels strange to him - but at the same time, it is a relief. Out here, there are still watchful and wary gazes upon his pelt, but none of them have directly harmed him. In fact, most seem amicable enough - even the sentiments aimed his way ones he can't help but agree with, even if he does so in careful silence. He cannot say the same for back home. "Its... v-very different here, f-from windclan. Y-you can see for ages, n-no t-trees or rocky s-slopes like this,"

— home is wherever I'm with you ❀

• Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '
  
  ooc: —
  tw/cw: —
  
• 
  — a lithe figured black and white tom with a false-pointed pattern and clear blue eyes that gleam periwinkle in the right lighting. he seems perpetually worn and exhausted, with heavy bags beneath his eyes and a slouched posture. he has a speech impediment which leaves him with a stutter and sometimes even completely non-verbal, and his fluffy tail is adorned with carefully woven daisies.
  
  — physically medium && mentally easy && pacifist
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay allowed
  — please attack using [b][color=#ccccff]action here[/color][/b] and tag account

 

[FIGFEATHER]

”It is.” She meows, something she’s reflect on a lot since departing SkyClan. It was strange to admit, but she’s almost gotten use to being away from home… waking up in a new location every night no longer startled her. The new sights were beginning to become normal, an exciting new expirence rather than one to be feared. Still, nothing would ever amount to the pines back home.

”Same for SkyClan, but of course, there’s trees.” She agrees without much thought. ”I’m excited to get back home. It’s been nice to adventure, but I can’t stop thinking about the cats who need us.”​

♡ INFO BATTLE

• 
  » Figfeather
  » SkyClan Warrior
  » She/her . AMAB
  » A red tabby she-cat with a mangled leg.
  » ”Speech”․ thoughts ․ attack
  
• 
  » A foe in battle whose ability to strategize can shift tides.
  » Excels in strategizing and pre-planning her battles.
  » Fights defensively and aid her clan to victory.
  » May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing

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