
February 6th, 2019, 09:36 PM
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Just A Fossil
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Join Date: Oct 2016
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Re: WindClan Leader's Den
@ Cave
While Blazingstar would've loved to answer the young apprentice's questions. A sharp breath inward cut him off and a long sigh followed. The leader would look at Patchpaw as the light died from his eyes.
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The normal dream came to him as StarClan warriors gathered around. One gesturing to a faint outline of what appeared to be him. The silhouette was growing darker, not by much as this was his third life, but enough to give him chills. Eventually he would lose them all and he wouldn't be looking at a silhouette. It would actually be him standing there.
A prey offering was given to the leader who happily took it. StarClan's prey seemed more flavorful and filling than prey in the clans. However, he knew this was simply a way to keep him busy while they healed him.
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Before he knew it, Blazingstar was taking gasps of air, eyes brightening back up and his body flailing a little as he remembered he was just in his nest. The leader felt wore out, but already he could tell the sickness had left his body. It was just getting over the sore throat and aching from being sick that would linger longer. Remembering the apprentice, he looked up at Patchpaw concerned. "You shouldn't.... have been here for that," he apologized, frowning a little.
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