[Marigoldwhisper]

 

Originally Posted by finley

c o b w e b s t o r m ┆ ☆

she / they . 20 moons . riverclan medicine cat

a very scarred, grey fluffy bengal with a missing back right leg. she has fluffs of white and darker grey fur.
purrks ; herbal knowledge tier two, the collector, dreamwalker | formatting creds to wolfie <3 | lesbian/sapphic + demigirl

trigger warning ; this character frequently talks and thinks about past abuse, panic attacks, anxiety, and depression. interact with care <3

└> . . . @Marigoldwhisper spinning around in a circle

cobwebstorm stifled a giggle at owlstar's words, typically bunched-up shoulders softening. just a bit. ' i was dreamin'. don't do that much lately. sleep's.. not easy. ' her eyes flashed, fear and pain and sorrow all at once. ' 'n somehow.. accidentally brought bumblestar into my dream. i didn' mean to, and i don't know how she got there. i thought dreams were meant to be peaceful.. ' cobwebstorm trailed off, tensing back up. ready to run, ready to defend herself. ready to curl into a ball and hide if owlstar decided to attack.

' i stayed peaceful. ' she said softly, remembering the agony of her ear being ripped off and the pure fear and pain of the fire lapping at her paws. ' never took my claws out, not once. bumble.. wasn't so kind. '

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" the moon will sing a song for me
( i loved you like the sun ) "

`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\49 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]


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Ah, dreams? The leader wrinkled her nose slightly as her mind wandered, latching onto Cobwebstorm's words like an iron claw. No wonder she looked terrible, poor girl barely got a wink of sleep, and when she managed to--- "Bumblestar?" Owlstar echoed, her good eye widening. Oh no, this was worse. Way worse. The lines of a snarl edged her scarred muzzle.

"Bumblestar has always been hostile towards Riverclan, but I don't see why she'd go outta 'er way ta rough ya up. Then again... I wouldn't put it past 'er." She'd 'ave ta be fed up. If not then, definitely now. Her face was deeply knotted, wrinkles depending as her scowl increased. There was something missing, she was missing something.

"Whatcha say ta 'er? What did she say?" Owlstar had wondered why Bumblestar was more quiet when it came to announcements at gatherings as of late, as well as the absence of Spiderthroat when Owlstar was last at a gathering. Maybe her questions about Thunderclan's shadiness had already been answered, but if they had, Owlstar doubted she would've forgotten.

Also, if she could wrench some form of information about the state of Thunderclan despite the panic that swelled in her bones, that would make this whole situation a lot less aggravating. The last thing she needed was another clan on her tail, as if they weren't already.

"... Why didn't cha wake up? I understand it was yer dream, and ya 'aven't slept well, but if ya saw Bumblestar right in their wit ya, why not wake up?" Owlstar saw the logic behind deciding to sleep, but what good was sleep when being antagonized by a clan leader? Being sleep deprived beat that tremendously.