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The bracken colored tom, unsheathed his claws nervously into the dirt. He was thankful for his dark fur, making him almost invisible in the night. Not enough to put his mind at ease though. The fur on his neck and shoulders began to stand up as time seemed to crawl by. His heart pounded so loudly in his ears he could of swore any cat that dared to come by this way would hear it. He'd only agreed to come because... well he wasn't going to be able to sleep anyway but, that wasn't the only reason. Deep down he was excited at the prospect of seeing Ghostpaw again, somewhere under the star's this time and not that retched place again. He closed his eyes in silent prayer hoping his friend would hurry, it was a bold move strolling into Summerclan territory like this. and he was so far from home he wasn't sure he could come up with a good enough excuse as to why he would be here, especially at this time of night.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 1, 2019 16:58:15 GMT -5
Like a ghost for which he was named, the silver tabby frequently wandered through the darkness with no particular destination or purpose in mind. His usually hyperactive and curious self was quieter than a mouse as he glided through the territory and eventually he ended up at the river side, staring at his reflection with stars sharing around it. Ever since returning from that place he was.. different. Not quite as exuberant as he had been and he had matured somewhat, much to his sister's relief. They wondered what had happened to him though for him to change so much in such a short period of time.
As he swam in his sea of thoughts, the sound of paws pulled him out and the apprentice looked around with his ears standing tall to find the source of the noise. Was someone else really out here this late? He took a few hesitant pawsteps forward before moving at a quicker pace and colliding with an unexpected figure. "Starkpaw?" He asked with disbelief as he drew himself up to full height.
(sorry it took me so long, I've been really busy and kind of mia on the site for the past 2 weeks)
