by L.I.N.G.E.R » Sun Apr 21, 2019 8:11 am
G O L D E N P O N D
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Goldenpond || 62 Moons || Warrior || Ear of Light || Meeting her siblings || Tags: Hailwhisper, Witherthorn, Pebblefoot, Jaggedleap, Ashenbreeze
《 I'm grateful to anyone that is happy or 'free' for giving me hope. 》
Within my dreams small orbs of light followed my every move, their gentle light making my pelt tingle, my eyes glittering with mirth as I watched the orbs dance in the night sky. Their shine reflected in my dark amber eyes and created shadows along the ground that I found myself playfully chasing and trying to step on, but they were a little too fast for me. They were playing back, dangling so close to my reach and then just swooping away in graceful arcs and dips. Such lovely things, but I knew I didn't have much longer with them before the morning came and I would be woken from my sleep. It was a glorious thing to spend time not worrying about anything, yet it was not a life I constantly wanted to live. I found that I enjoyed caring for others and protecting the clan, regardless of my soft and non-violent nature. I still wouldn't hesitate to risk my own life to protect my clan. Especially considering this power I was mysteriously gifted with. Things happened for a reason, I didn't have this power of light for no reason other than for me to enjoy it and I was certain the same could be said for my gifted siblings. Each with their own unique power. I only wish I had a clue as to what we were supposed to do with them. Maybe it was one of those 'all in due time' things? I could only trust in our ancestors, when they needed us to know why we were given our powers then they would find a way to tell us. In the meantime it was becoming ever apparent to me that the real world was calling to me, the orbs were slowly fading and I could feel the tug of reality trying to pull me from my dreams. Saying a final goodbye to my little orbs until I could see them again in my dreams I let myself be brought to the land of the living with the other cats in my clan.
Warmth seeped into my pelt, never one for sleeping in I let the warm sun further spread through my already warm bodice as my ears flicked in apprehension that it was morning and it was time to become active. Hesitantly I opened my eyes, blinking against the soft light that was pouring into the warrior's den and spilling over my pale golden fur. A small smile spread across my muzzle, disrupted by a brief yawn that filled my lungs with the crisp morning air. It wasn't long before Hailwhisper caught my attention with his urgent message about Witherthorn wanting to meet with the rest of us. If must be something important, especially if it required waking up Hailwhisper. That tom did not like to budge from slumber until he had to. Blinking in confirmation that I heard him and understood I let my paws find their way underneath my small frame and push me to my truly unimpressive full height, back arching in a slow stretch and then returning to normal as I daintily padded out into the camp clearing. Galehowl's call to the clan had me turning my head towards the tom, normally I would answer his call and go to him to see if I would be assigned to a patrol of any kind, but I didn't have time for that this morning. Other cats gathered around him, this was satisfying to see. There should be enough cats for him to choose from, I should leave while the cats are distracted by him. Considering my small stature it was hardly surprising that I didn't draw much attention to myself on a regular basis. I tended to just blend in and get lost among the other cats unless I stood towards the front of a group, but right now I was at the back where I casually made my way to the entrance of the camp.
Keeping my siblings waiting was hardly something I wanted to do, especially if it was so important that it required all of us at the same time. As soon as I was clear of the camp my legs extended to pick up my pace into a flat out sprint towards our meeting place. The fur on my belly brushed softly against the snow as I pelted towards the clearing. My limbs protested a little at the brisk pace I was keeping up, strength and stamina weren't particularly my best qualities. I was built for bursts of speed, and I was pretty good and fitting into small spaces, so keeping up this pace for long was rather difficult. Still, I ignored the subtle ache that was beginning to form in my legs as the terrain passed by around me in a bit of a blur with my vision focused ahead of me. Weaving my way around obstacles I neared the clearing, slowing to a gentle trotting motion as I scented the air to see how many of my other siblings were here already. The cold of the snow hardly bothered me with the natural warmth that constantly encircled me, it was an advantage during the cold days and nights that some of the other cats, well most of the other cats had to suffer through. I wished I could share my warmth, but I didn't want to give my powers away to anybody that wasn't one of my siblings. Not only was I unsure of how the other members of the clan would react, but I wasn't sure if it would risk their overall safety. It tore me apart to keep secrets, but what else could I do? It wasn't just about me, if I told my secret then it might risk my siblings getting caught as well and I would never want to tell their secrets, I would never want to do anything to betray them.
When I stepped into the clearing my eyes scanned over towards Witherthorn, eyeing the younger tom with curiosity and caution. I couldn't help but to be nervous about what he had to tell us. Carefully I approached him, my voice soft and calm as I spoke. I couldn't remember a time where I ever raised my voice at someone, no matter the situation I just couldn't bring myself to be rude. I was nothing but a softy and I didn't do anything to try and hide it. "Witherthorn...Sorry to keep you waiting. No more words were spoken, only a soft crunchy murmur from the snow beneath me as I sat, my tail curling delicately around my paws. The tip slowly twitched as my front paws subtly shuffled beneath me. It was a silent movement that was only meant to try and briefly distract me from my worries that were starting to pop into my head one by one. They cycled through my thoughts in a slow succession as I gave each of them careful thought and processing. Something felt off, something was wrong. This meeting wouldn't be so important if Witherthorn wanted to talk about rainbows and daydreams, which would be completely unlike him so I supposed in its own way that would be a troublesome situation, but I strongly doubted that it was an issue I would ever have to deal with. This was serious though, I could feel it in the way tension hung in the air, but it seemed that the tension was partially caused by excitement coming from Witherthorn. Though he could be feeling that way for any number of reasons, it didn't mean he had god news for us, so I waited, watching him expectantly with wide eyes.
《 While I'm looking to see the light that has lighted the world. 》
D E W P A W
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Dewpaw || 7 Moons || Apprentice to Quicksnake || Clan Camp || Tags: Magpiepaw, Rookpaw
《 You'll never be alone, even when your world explodes. 'Cause after all the smoke clears, 》
It was always hard for me to fall asleep at night, and then it was even harder to force myself awake in the morning. I couldn't say whether or not I ever dreamed, I never remembered anything. In a way that could be a good thing, I didn't remember any nightmares either so perhaps I managed to escape from both. That was alright with me, the quiet darkness that consumed me within my sleep was comforting when I was finally able to cave into it for awhile, though I had to admit it was a bit intimidating whenever I first laid my eyes upon its vast expanse. There was no end to it until my eyes opened, but I was ready to open them yet. Vaguely I felt a gentle weight on my back, but I didn't need to be fully awake to know what the presence was. My sister and I were close, we had always been close, and I knew it was here resting her head on me. An action that I was not surprised by, though the first time she did it when we were younger had given me a bit of a fright. I remembered startling awake with my heart ready to pound out of my chest until I looked at her, the sound of her purring instantly calming me. Well...I was a bit jumpy sometimes, and if I wasn't expecting someone to touch me I had a habit of overreacting, though I never snapped at them I just tended to jump or tense up. Sometimes I even found myself flinching away from whoever was touching me, never my sister, but any other cat. It wasn't that I didn't like being touched, it was just that if I was fully present in the moment then I was easily spooked. I just hoped that I wouldn't end up hurting someone's feelings someday. Magpiepaw stirred beside me, I could feel her movement and I knew what was coming so I did my best to enjoy my fleeting moments of sleep before she decided it was time to disturb me.
Peeling one eye open to look at her I flopped onto my side to free one of my paws from underneath me, lifting it to gently paw at her nose(he doin a boop) as if that was going to get her to go away and let me sleep. She was clearly eager to start the day, and I really couldn't blame her as I too enjoyed my training. It was a good distraction in my opinion, otherwise my thoughts tended to drift to our mother when I didn't want to think about her. Ignoring the twinge of sadness that made my heart clench I got to my feet and pouted at my sister in mock disappointment. "My sleep is more important than your stomach." My voice broke into a soft laughter at the end of my sentence, unable to maintain the melancholy act as I headbutted her shoulder gently. Briefly peering out of the den I quickly assessed what the rest of the clan was up to, they seemed to be around Galehowl, I must have missed his call while I was still within my state of stupor. Come to think of it my sister did mention seeing about going out on patrol with the other cats, though I supposed it would depend on what our mentors wanted to have us do. At the moment I couldn't see my own mentor as I decided that finding something quick to eat was probably a better idea. It seemed that Rookpaw was debating grabbing something to eat as when I looked at him he was just staring at the kill pile. A debate carried on my mind for a moment before I gestured towards him and then looked at Magpiepaw. "Let's go fill up our bellies, maybe Rookpaw will want to eat with us." I wasn't very good at conversation in a general sense, but Rookpaw was a little easier for me to talk to than some of the other cats.
Before I could change my mind I padded out of the den, momentarily looking back to see if my sister was following. She was the more outgoing of the two of us, so I was kind of counting on her to come with in hopes that she would be able to keep a conversation running. I wasn't very talkative around anybody that wasn't her, and Rookpaw seemed to be a little bit closed off from the world as well. I didn't blame him, though I never made fun of him I knew that he had been teased for his legs, being teased made it hard to want to make friends. I guess I had a sort of soft spot when it came to him, but I was no good at expressing that I really did see him as a friend and wanted him to know that he could find comfort in me. Would I ever be good at such things? Emotions weren't something I was great at unless I was really comfortable around somebody, but I could at least try. With a deep breath I stopped in front of the kill pile, but my gaze was on Rookpaw and I offered him a slightly awkward smile, it was better than nothing, or so I hoped. "W-would you...Uh...Be i-i-interested in eating with Magpiepaw and I while we-eee wait for the warriors to decide on the p-patrols?" I tried my hardest to sound normal, but my stutter managed to slip through here and there. It was better than it used to be and for that I was grateful, it was a start and a small part of me felt triumphant because of this little victory. It helped me hold my head a little higher as I tilted my head towards the kill pile pointedly, my rather large eyes settled on Rookpaw to see his response. One ear remained facing his direction, but the other swiveled to listen for my sister, hoping that she followed me otherwise I wasn't sure I would last very long. I really needed to get better at being on my own, but I really relied on her. I just felt safer with her than I did when I was alone, she was always there for me, it was only natural for her to be my comfort zone.
Even with that being true for me I knew I needed to learn to be on my own. It was okay for me to be close to her, she would always be my sister and she would always be the one I trusted most, but I couldn't cling to her presence for the rest of my life. I knew it, even though I didn't want to admit it. Maybe I could take small steps towards being able to be confident by myself, if I tried to just throw myself into it I would likely fail and that would just make everything worse. It was frustrating, I wished that I could be different, but change didn't happen overnight and it wasn't fair to myself to expect the change to happen quickly so I calmed myself with a silent deep breath and chased the negativity away as much as possible so I could just focus on the small positive victories that I earned for myself. That would be the best way to move forward so that would be the strategy that I took.
《 I will be right here. I will be right here, when the smoke clears. 》