⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ she had hardly seen much of hailstorm since he returned alongside flamewhisker, buried once more in duties of her own volition. it was easier to keep her paws busier in these times than to dwell, she hated dwelling. each day was new, it was best not to focus on the things that not even starclan had the power to change. it was easier, before the journey. now, she is haunted by mirages of stones and snow, blackness of caves and the earthy wings of birds. as hard as she tried to fully focus on the tasks at hand, it was difficult to drown them out.
dusk was approaching by the time she saw a flash of pale fur leaving the medicine cat den. despite his promotion and warm welcome back home, there was a melancholy haze that lingered. would it ever dissipate? "berryheart's keeping you busy?" she inquiries upon her approach. she hadn't a clue what went into medicine cat training, but from the looks of hailstorm and lichenpaw before him it was no easy feat. "congratulations, by the way. you're a good choice. didn't take long for the herb scent to cling to your fur, i'd say that's some sort of sign." she hadn't said it yet, but it was true. off the top of her head she could think of no one more fitting for the role.
"will you miss it? being a warrior," she couldn't imagine it, being a warrior for so long only to switch paths. her whole life revolved around patrolling, training an apprentice, defending her clan. it'd be a hard thing for nightbird to give up in favor of that stuffy den.
dusk was approaching by the time she saw a flash of pale fur leaving the medicine cat den. despite his promotion and warm welcome back home, there was a melancholy haze that lingered. would it ever dissipate? "berryheart's keeping you busy?" she inquiries upon her approach. she hadn't a clue what went into medicine cat training, but from the looks of hailstorm and lichenpaw before him it was no easy feat. "congratulations, by the way. you're a good choice. didn't take long for the herb scent to cling to your fur, i'd say that's some sort of sign." she hadn't said it yet, but it was true. off the top of her head she could think of no one more fitting for the role.
"will you miss it? being a warrior," she couldn't imagine it, being a warrior for so long only to switch paths. her whole life revolved around patrolling, training an apprentice, defending her clan. it'd be a hard thing for nightbird to give up in favor of that stuffy den.
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CAN PUT THE FIRE OUT ──┐
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NIGHTBIRD ✩ she/her, lead warrior of thunderclan, twenty-seven moons.
⭃ a small black smoke molly with a single white paw and pale silver eyes.
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
↛ see battle info here
⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.