DuskClan | Closed

[deftonesly]

{re-cap/ reposts for Fogmist and Hickorygale?}

[SchyBug]

ooc;; i don't have your reposts, but a major recap is on the previous page.

[munchqueen]

(So then... Is there anywhere I should jump back in? Or maybe just make a post, kind of based on the recap that you (Skybug) gave me? And gosh darn I just realized how much I dislike having to use brackets inside of brackets. Agh!)

[SchyBug]

ooc;; i believe leaf has lunarwing currently in the nursery with her kits. i don't believe she was interacting with anyone but for the most part everyone is putting their cats to bed so you could pick up in the a.m.

[toxic emotions]

Fallenpaw is open, I think))

[! october]

(@SkyBug; sorry for not replying yet! The past few days have been really busy. Do you still want Ashpaw and Larkpaw to go out to train even though it's getting to be later for them?)

[SchyBug]

ooc;; i feel like everyone else is going to sleep so we should timeskip them and they can go back and spar again later on.

[munchqueen]

(Okee! Thanks! I'm creating Lunarwing's last kit right now.)

Lunarwing had her tail curled around her precious kits as she slept, her eyes cracking open to see bits of light scattered on the ground. She rasped her toungue over Foxkit's head, pulling the sleeping bundles of fur closer to her body.

(Reposts for Meadow?)

Snowstripe lay in his nest, staring blankly at the herb storage. The Duskclan medicine cat missed Starfall greatly, and wanted nothing more than for her to visit him in his dreams. If only, he thought, he could actually get to sleep. The white Tom was exhausted from several sleepless nights, and the sleep he got was filled with horrifying nightmares. He glanced towards Sandstar's den, thinking about how stressful the past few daws must have been for her. With all the loners, deaths, ceremonies, and new kits in the clan. For heavens sake, even the deputy was in the Nursery. The medicine cat was supposed to be there to help the leader through stress, and Snowstripe had realized what a poor job he'd been doing at helping the sand coloured she-cat. He'd have to do a better job, and he had to get over his grief; his love, he knew, would always be with him, in Starclan.

[! october]

(@SkyBug; Alright, sounds good.)

Larkpaw ; pale ginger tom ; apprentice ; crush: Fallenpaw ; tagged: Ashpaw

Larkpaw slunk back into camp with tired paws, worn out from sparring with Ashpaw. He glanced behind him, making sure the other apprentice had made it back in too, and grinned. "We made it. Thanks for going with me," he said, trying not to yawn. The ginger tom couldn't wait to curl up in his nest and rest.

[SchyBug]

Ashpaw's large, and exhausted, paws hit the ground heavily as his body craved sleep after the long day. Looking over towards the light apprentice, the tom nodded a welcome to him, "No problem, same here. We should do it again some time." Laying in his nest the black feline lay his head on his paws, not yet closing his eyes as he finished the conversation with Larkpaw.