pafp the walls of my town // social distancing

IS IT OVER YET - CAN I OPEN MY EYES?
periwinklepaw | 05 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
Only a few more days, he thinks, and he'll be free of his 'exile'. It's not really so dramatic as that, but it certainly feels that way. The badger sett is not even as comfortable and familiar as the medicine den, with it's sharp scent and familiar walls. It is cold and strange and foreign. He hates it here. His sniffles have been reduced down to near nothing, but his wounds are still healing. He's not yet been cleared to go back to camp - to return to his duties.

Staring out the dens opening, he blinks as he spots a kit staring his direction. Hesitantly, he waves a paw - hoping despite the distance that perhaps the other might return the greeting. He's bored and lonely as much as he hates to admit it. "H-h-hello!" he says softly, his voice raised the loudest it's ever been and yet still only about the volume of a normal conversation. He hopes it'll carry across the still moorland, because he's not sure he could be louder even if he tried.

// slightly retro because this was rewritten twice. takes place before the big snow event. please wait for @sparkkit.