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Angelicpaw winced and cried, huddled up into a ball as her senses moved like worms beneath her skin. None of it felt right? She swore there were flashes of white every now and again that would enter and vanish as soon as they came, but she could swear it almost felt like she lost some control of herself when these flashes came. Shuddering once the flashes ended she stood up fully. She was beginning to feel more used to them in the sense that the feeling no long felt foreign or disturbed her work, but rather her emotions got in the way.
Shivering at the lack of control she withdrew in a breath, her shoulders rolling back as she strode back over to her patrol partner Bravepaw, "I'm sorry, I-I get these weird moments of complete exhaustion sometimes. I don't want my dad to worry about it though so I'd prefer we keep this private," Angelicpaw said. Since Bravepaw had become an apprentice Angleicpaw had suddenly started treating him and his siblings as equals. It looked like their kit initiation was far behind them now. "The grounds too hard to dig up prey, but I left some of the leftover prey out in the wastelands in the hopes of luring some birds over. We can probably go hunt over there," She suggested.
Post by Honeystorm on Oct 27, 2020 17:17:38 GMT -5
Bravepaw had thought it was simply daydreaming, at first. Him wanting to imagine what it was like to be free of any illness, run the world without anything to hold him back. He hadn't ever really told anyone about them, if anyone asked, he was just daydreaming, and rarely did anyone think there was something to question in that. It became stranger as he grew older and stronger, noticed the flashes of paws that clearly weren't his own, walking SunClan paths he hadn't yet seen, things of that sort. Sometimes it happened in the middle of training too. It bothered him, some, but he tried to brush it off as just his mind being used to wandering, though he knew deep down it was unusual.
He nodded slightly, understanding her plight. "Yeah, I get it." The young tom answered. His fur was finally starting to come in a bit, shimmering silver with deep russet lines that almost darkened to black at the center of the stripes. He rubbed his face, flashes of images flitting across his mind, including one of himself that felt strange, but he managed to pull himself out of it. "Don't apologize." He paused again. "What did you say about the ground? My mind started drifting off."
"Huh? Are you seriously not even listening?" Angelicpaw asked, her tail fluffing up, "You know your dad is priest promise, but my dad is actually a priest, which means I outrank you. I better not have to repeat myself if you got fluff in your brain, furbrain," She laughed but turned serious, "What I was trying to expertly tell you was that there is some bait on the ground, which will lure the birds. So let's be smart about this and catch some so our parents can be pleased and loving to us, right? So how about you go on that back end behind the bushes and I come up the front end and we rush them, okay?"
(I'm thinking that the bushes block Bravepaw's sight so in order to get a better view he's trying to intensely look and instead activates Angelicpaw's sense, but this time it'll be so intense that it overwhelms her. But if you want to do something else just let me know!)
"Not like I'm trying to not focus." He answered back with a slight huff, but nodded slightly. "Alright, that seems good. Make em proud." The tom moved towards where she told him to, staring intensely at the bushes. He really couldn't see anything with where he was, and he squinted slightly, hoping to get a better look.
Angelicpaw stalked around to the front, licking her lips she whipped her tail once before bolting at the birds leaving dust in her trail. In moments her jaw snapped across the neck of one bird, her claws soaring the other into the ground with a delicate accuracy to leave it unscathed. Finishing the bird off in her mouth she tore the second bird open in a thin slit in order to preserve the prey. She lifted a white paw up to her lips to hide her bloody muzzle as she cleaned herself. Looking back up she turned to Bravepaw to see how many he got.
