
May 27th, 2025, 05:43 PM
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Snowflakes Falling
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Join Date: Sep 2022
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Dreamykit
A Little Dream
[milky gray-white fur ; dilute gray marbling ; curled ears ; heterochromia]
she/her • 3 moons • thunderclan kit
⤷ post count: [/] | purrks: dreamwalker
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Dreamykit squeaked in surprise when four of her siblings and Brimama left the nursery, leaving an emptiness where there was comfortable warmth. She stirred a little bit, before sinking back into the soft nest, her gaze staring blankly at the moss surrounding her as she was a million miles away in her slow mind.
Papa? she thought after a heartbeat, for it was the only explanation in her little mind as to why her family would rush out of the nursery that quickly. Then she was confused why she thought that, then she remembered that Papa had left. Why? Where? Dreamykit didn't know, but that didn't matter right now; Brimama left, so she'd follow.
Gray paws stumbled out of the nursery, and she paused, blinking furiously at the light as it stabbed into her heterochromic eyes. She let out a tiny whimper, almost inaudible, as her eyes adjusted. She followed the scent of her mother blindly, focusing entirely on finding her, not registering her surroundings. She brushed against her mother’s flank when she reached Brimama, however when her brain registered that her father was there too she immediately went straight to him and snuggled into his fur, blood droplets dripping onto her head, a sharp metallic scent that she didn’t understand wreathing around her. She was oblivious to the cobweb filaments sticking to her fur, and Papa’s injuries. All she knew was that he was back, and that was good. Papa back good, she thought as she snuggled against him.
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