[poppy]

She was having a great dream. About Dogspirit. Again. So maybe not THAT great, a dream that depressing but it felt real. Like reality was different, changed to a future with her mother actually in it. And 'dream Houndpaw' didn't even stop to think about how impossible it was for her mom to be here. So she almost (not really, but sort of) welcomed Lionsmoke's voice breaking though the scene. But she stuck out a paw, as if to shove him away, and keep herself asleep longer. "No." She muttered, unfortunately waking up. There was still sorrow like a stone sitting in her heart, but it was so old, the sorrow was, that she hardly recognized it. Like it was just a part of her now.

She drearily looked up at her mentor, blinking the sleep away. "Well... I am now." Houndpaw noted her messy fur and shrugged. Who was she getting all fancy for? So she just brushed it down with a quick swipe of her paw. There, she was presentable. "What are we doing today?"
@Cobra