| Snowybreeze |
Heightened Perception [Smell] - Active | Rapid Recovery - Inactive | The Collector - Inactive
The cool breeze ruffling up the gentle giant's mane as he looked towards the sky, Snowybreeze found himself lost in a blank haze as he so often did of late. He found it easier, truly, than actual thought. He had been... healing. He knew that much. His talk with his former mentor... his lovely day spent with Goldenfox after that disastrous first meeting... He'd had fun. Had let himself remove some of the weight off his shoulders ever since his Berryfrost had passed away. Taken from this world far too early, he still understood this... and yet somehow, the pain seemed easier to bare. A fact that he loathed with every fiber of his being.
How could he feel any semblance of happiness after his love had perished? After he had failed being there for her in the end? It was a sickening notion, and one that he couldn't bring himself to ponder on for too long, the rage he felt at himself making him feel sick. Especially when that selfish little thought wormed its way from his mind to his heart, asking if maybe he had mourned for long enough. Because it would never be long enough. He deserved nothing, he'd always been aware of this. His time with Berryfrost had been but a window in time in which he had forgotten this... and she had paid for it. Doing anything but keep the memory of her alive and the void in his heart aware of itself was the least that he could do for her... but it was all too much, and so he spent his free time day dreaming instead. His mind on memories of his short life and the days spent with her.
A sound catching his attention, Snowybreeze's glazed over eyes slowly focused back into the present, catching sight of Crowtooth fretting something dreadful over Firestorm. It had seemed like... the molly had just vomited on the ground? Oh dear, that was probably not good. Had his friend eaten something she shouldn't have? The white tom knew she could be impulsive, but he never thought her impulsive enough to eat crow food.
Concern furrowing his brow, the patched warrior stood, mismatched ears perked up as he approached. His concern instantly skyrocketing as he overheard the tunneler mention the possibility that his friend was dying, he blanched, sky blue eyes growing round in fear. Swiftly, massive paws took him to the tabby, a small, anxious whine rumbling in the back of his throat as he looked her over in terror. Crowtooth's concern alongside Firestorm's illness reminded him terribly of his Berryfrost's last day with him. She had been feeling so ill. Had also had a bit of an accident, food not settling well with her. Or so he'd assumed.
That had been his original goal that day. When he left without her. He'd intended to bring her back a freshly hunted rabbit... something that would sit well with her tummy... and then she was dead. He hadn't brought back a damn thing, and she had died. Was... Was Crowtooth right? Was Firestorm going to die as well?!
"S-should we. Maybe. C-call. Light-Lightningstorm?" the Maine Coon mix stammered, paws fidgeting on the dirt beneath them as he flattened his ears, not trusting that weak little smile on Firestorm's lips for a second.
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