Eyes closed while he waited, Snowybreeze felt the breath leaving his nostrils burn through them, coaxing him to bury his shivering self further into the makeshift, mossy nest. It was odd, really, to be resting in a nest. At this time of need, when he hadn't done so in what felt like forever. This singular thought in his mind, unable to form too many more coherent thoughts as the need to sleep began to overtake him, light pawsteps approaching persuaded his ears upwards, alert despite his curled up form.
Moorpaw's voice prodding his eyes open, the massive tom blinked sleepily at the molly, his head tilting to the side in momentary confusion before remembering her promise to bring some water with her. StarClan help him, it seemed he was growing ruder by the moment, incapable of even remembering what the kind apprentice had told him mere moments before. An apologetic look crossing his gaze at the blunder, the patched tom dipped his head in gratitude before turning to the moss, squeezing at it and lapping some of the much welcomed water.
It didn't take long for him to realize just how parched he'd been. How had he not noticed before? His throat felt as if it'd been filled with sand in comparison now, a gritty feeling returning the moment he'd drank his fill. Mismatched ears twitching, the gentle giant turned his gaze back towards the dusky apprentice with gratitude in his eyes. The water had certainly felt like a gift from StarClan itself, and he could feel some much needed relief despite the illness still festering inside him.
"M-much thanks. For this. And eve-verything... everything else," the tom purred in earnest.
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Abyssopelagic [Moorpaw]