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Originally Posted by Arie
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[transitioned to after the warrior ceremony, im tired but i wanted to write this post lmao]
Doep,- no Doetuft, had been escorted back to her temporary nest soon after the meeting. It was... better than nothing and now, now she could get the rest she needed. Maybe? Hopefully? Settling back into the comfortable nest where the moss felt softer than it had before she contemplated moving. Getting a piece of prey to eat would most likely help her with her hunger and lying in her nest while hungry wasn't the best thing either. Shaking her head she tried to clear it of thoughts but the single thought that remained in her head was the... memories of the last time she'd gotten a name change. Doelight... the name no longer was a shadow over her. It'd been erased with the new one... this new one that encompassed who and what she was. She'd passed all her requirements, she'd fought in a battle and trained along with the deputy... and she'd survived. Proved everyone wrong. Her fear of light was something she'd yet to overcome, the clan of shadows not exactly being optimal for working for a fear of bright bright light... but here she was. A warrior. A warrior of all things. Second time she'd been one in truth but nevertheless this time it was real. There was no going back now, and she... she still didn't know how to feel about in truth. It was like every time she felt someone was going to tell her that she'd been demoted back to apprentice again. Like... she just couldn't accept the reality of being that; for being real. It was true. She had earned her name. Doetuft. Determination... resilience. Both words she wouldn't have thought to describe herself with but she'd... overcome a lot hadn't she? Adding blindness into the mix, although it wasn't an excuse and would never be, just made it a bit more... complex. So resting her head on her paws she flickered her ears steadily as she tried to settle in. Waiting... for what she didn't know. |
Frostpaw - er, Talonstone - grumbled quietly to himself as he slunk back towards his nonexistent nest. He had been ordered to rest. Literally ordered to rest by a high rank, which was quite disappointing, in his perspective at least. It proved that he was worthless, new warrior or not. What type of warrior passed out right after their ceremony? He wouldn't even be able to stay up until moonhigh to complete the customary vigil, seeing that he was being forced to rest immediately. Mark his words, Frost -
Talonstone -
would be completing that star-cursed vigil. Tomorrow, hopefully, since today was out of the question. Because Fr- Talonstone had never been awake enough to make himself a nest, he currently didn't have one. Not that he minded; he could care less about whether he wanted to sleep directly on the earth or not. Nests hadn't been a part of his life until his apprenticehood, anyway. If the floor beside a nest was good enough for a kit, then the soft earth shouldn't be a problem for a tired warrior. With a mental sigh, Fr - Talonstone, guardians; why was remembering his own name so difficult?
Talonstone lied down beside Doetuft's nest and curled up into a rather large ball, resting his head on his paws and covering all that with his fluffy tail. He wondered how easily sleep would come in broad daylight. This would no doubt mess up his sleep schedule, although he supposed that it was slightly better than not having one at all.