development The clock ticks life away - moving nests

[owlcrest]

feel the rain on your skin

Paws worked hard, mouth kept quiet. Something different about these past few days that kept him looking more exhausted as he continued his new arc in apprenticeship. New dens, new safety, search, search- to what avail?

Fish, prey- mark the border, a cycle of repitition that made days fuse together. The only thing that stuck out on his days were her. The golden eyes apprentice, pelt of wood and sun, voice of songbirds. Someone else, that he could be himself around.

Sorrowful mismatched gaze watching Pebbletail walk away and drop the feathers at his paws, and he sent a glare to the other two. But his paws would lead him away from the feathers that the grey speckled warrior gave to him.

It frustrated him to no end.

Time ticked by so slowly, but so quickly. And within seconds things would change. Others would disappear. Fall out of his grasp. How many lives did they lose this past moon? How many were still missing?

The chocolate tom kneaded into his nest as night fell. Mismatched gaze peering over the sleeping bodies, yet he was still restless. But he was glad, the molly that had caught his attention was at least feigning some sleep.

He'd work harder if he had to. For her. For his clan. But he couldn't do that if he was so tired as he was now. And when sleep continued to not come, he'd decide something- probably rash in his sleepless night. But not something he would regret.

With barely enough space, but enough to not wake others, he'd drag his nest through the gaps in the den until he was besides Sunpaw, looking down on her form with something ... Different. Padding the moss down, Owlpaw would then stretch out onto his side, head resting basically on Sunpaws nest and in her space as his long muscled body stretched a bit more. A content purr escaping his chest in his decision as he inhaled her scent and enjoyed the solace of the comfort of just being near her.

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ฅ^._.^ฅ :owl:

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  Owlpaw
  Riverclan Apprentice | Mentored by: Hemlockshine
  Gender: amab, he/him
  Personality: Little Brother Vibes, Hides pain with humor, Competitive, Loyal, Confused easy, Not the smartest tool in the shed.
  Physical: Easy | Mentally: Medium
  May start a fight | will not flee | will show mercy
  Peaceful power play allowed!
  Penned by Deidre
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[SUNSPARK]

There was more drama and chaos happening in the Clan that Sunpaw was willing to participate in. And for someone who often spent a lot of time being the cause of the occasional spat or brash of attitude, there were times when even she was forced to submit to the waves of the world around her. The Clan was in dour spirits. And while she may not have been present for the... Drama with Pebbletail, Splash dance, apparently, and also Owlpaw somehow, she wasn't blind to the attitude of her friend.


The friend who has shared a nest with her in a bad night and who has until now been nothing but a figure of support and like-minded disposition. Which means they got a lot well. Which also meant they had their fair share of rumors about themselves if the incident with Twinkepaw was anything to go by.


But Sunpaw didn't care. It didn't matter if it was love, which she frankly didn't understand, or of friendship which she was far more comfortable with - Owlpaw was there for her. And she was trying to be there for him too.


So she doesn't fight it when in the midst of trying to fall asleep that night, there's a shift of weight in her nest a sound of pawsteps and shuffling that has her peeking and eye open to see. And she's... Surprised to see that it's Owlpaw. It makes her heart skip a beat in a way she can't understand. But she can't be surprised by his desire for closeness. He's always been like that. And even as he settles down besides her, a head in her nest, she just exhales.


Then extends her back foot out until it's digging into his ribs. "What are you doing, Owlpaw?" she tried to whisper- barely. It's basically normal speaking volume. "You better not snore in my ears." But he only purrs, and she buries her smile in the crook of her arm. "I'll kick you."​