
February 7th, 2019, 09:44 PM
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Re: WindClan Leader's Den
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Originally Posted by SuspiciousMindz
@ 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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(sorry for the kinda late response)
Patchpaw's legs had finally given out as she watched her leader's yellow eyes grew dim. She laid near him, her nose almost touching his paw, for she didn't know his boundaries well. She knew that he would come back alive, as was custom for leaders, but in the back of her mind, a fear lurked that something would happen and he would not breathe another breath of fresh air again. She stayed by him her heart pounding and mind running amuck with anxieties growing by the second.
When Blazingstar came too she jumped up, and bombarded him with worry fueled questions "are you okay? How are you? You at least don't hurt anymore, do you? Please tell me you are okay?" Her amber eyes were filled with concern and wide, trying to read him.
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