pafp when the sun gets up // early morning race

[Periwinklebreeze.]

LIKE A PICTURE IN A FRAME
WISH WE COULD'VE STAYED THE SAME ​

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periwinklebreeze ❀ 24 moons ❀ demi-boy ❀ windclan lead warrior ​

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As sun rises over the moors, Periwinklebreeze can only sigh in contentment. He's mised this - as much as sleeping out in the open leaves him unsettled, truly theres nothing like having the freedom to leave camp whenever he wishes - to eel the wind in his fur and run free. Slipping away from the pile of sleeping cats, he's careful not to wake those still catching a last moments rest.

But he isn't the only one up early, and a look of understanding passes across smoke-tinged features. " It's hard to b-break the habit, isn't it? " he says softly, voice earnest. He and Featherspine have never been close - Periwinklebreeze has had far to many problems to make new friends after all - but neither are they strangers. Bluepool had pulled him into more then one training session after he'd graduated and she'd been assigned the then Featherpaw, and because of that there is familiarity in knowing.

Stars, he misses her - misses having his ass soundly beat every morning by the blue tabby who always won, misses running beneath the suns pink rays and the winds gentle tussling with a smile splitting his face. " Which of us d-do you think is faster now? " he offers, his grin a lopsided thing as he tries to coax the other. " I bet I c-could beat you to outlook rock, if I r-really tried, "

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I ' V E - A L W A Y S - B E E N - R E A L - B A D - W I T H - C H A N G E

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// please wait for @FEATHERSPINE