- Oct 28, 2022
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Stormywing’s attempt at sleep tonight mostly involves the tossing and turning of her lithe form in her nest, unable to get comfortable. Restlessly, she finally gets to her paws when an annoyed hiss from a neighboring clanmate reaches her ears. Oops. “Sorry,” She hisses softly, ears angling back. With that, the tabby gives up, knowing she’ll be unable to find rest tonight. It’s one of those awful nights filled with apprehension, unable to shake the thought of her unknown kits across the river, the broken code that will never leave her lips. With a rough sigh, she slips out of the warrior’s den and looks around the camp, unable to shake off the anxiety that kept her awake. The moon hangs high, casting silvery light over the ravine, and it does something to calm her if only slightly. Maybe a walk will help. As she makes her way towards the bramble tunnel, she spots a familiar alabaster pelt nearby and glances over. It’s her former apprentice, sitting quietly with her rosy gaze fixed on the stars.
"Thundergleam!" Stormywing shout-whispers, padding over. "Can't sleep either?" The blue tabby settles beside her and looks up at the vast sky. She stares for a moment, confusion beginning to slowly seep into her gaze. Wait, what are we even looking at? "What’re you doing?” She mews incredulously and cranks her head sideways in a cartoonish tilt as she tries to decipher what in StarClan could have the other warrior so transfixed on whatever’s up there.
// @THUNDERGLEAM