Sealdawn Sealdawn
I'll Keep Them Close
I'll Keep Them Close
ShadowClan
Warrior
Trapper
Council Member
{$title} Please wait for Cicada before posting! Seal tries to spark a memory into returning!
Plant some seeds when you're alone
Let the blossoms
Let the blossoms
grow
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It had taken more time than she'd have liked to find it. But find it Sealdawn had. She remembered the smell of the herb distinctly. Minty and clean. The leaves were not as full as she remembered thyme to be, but then again the last she'd seen the plant there had not been frost and snow on the ground. Perhaps this would be enough... She hoped it would be enough. Please let it be enough.
The nightguard carried the sprig of thyme into camp as if it was something precious, something to be protected, blue eyes searching for a particular pelt amongst her clanmates. Ah, there- Paws quicken their pace slightly until she's stopped in front of the other. The herb is delicately placed between them, paws lightly brushing the leaves free of remaining dirt. "Cicada," Her voice is soft. Uncertain. "I asked you once, moons ago, if there was an herb for bravery."
What a fool she had been, back then. If only it had been that simple.
She meets bug's eyes, then. Something between hope and sorrow twisting up her throat. "You said there was not. But you told me that this," A claw gently points to the leaves. Unassuming. It might look just like any other leaf to her if she did not know what it did. Only thanks to Cicadabuzz. "Can help with nerves. I-I was thinking, it must be scary, not remembering anything." 'Or anyone.' "So maybe, if you think you might need it..."
Sealdawn trails off, unsure if this was the right thing to do. Still, she missed it. Missed her friend. If this could jostle something, bring up a faint memory they could use to coax more forward...
'Please, try to remember. I miss you.'
The nightguard carried the sprig of thyme into camp as if it was something precious, something to be protected, blue eyes searching for a particular pelt amongst her clanmates. Ah, there- Paws quicken their pace slightly until she's stopped in front of the other. The herb is delicately placed between them, paws lightly brushing the leaves free of remaining dirt. "Cicada," Her voice is soft. Uncertain. "I asked you once, moons ago, if there was an herb for bravery."
What a fool she had been, back then. If only it had been that simple.
She meets bug's eyes, then. Something between hope and sorrow twisting up her throat. "You said there was not. But you told me that this," A claw gently points to the leaves. Unassuming. It might look just like any other leaf to her if she did not know what it did. Only thanks to Cicadabuzz. "Can help with nerves. I-I was thinking, it must be scary, not remembering anything." 'Or anyone.' "So maybe, if you think you might need it..."
Sealdawn trails off, unsure if this was the right thing to do. Still, she missed it. Missed her friend. If this could jostle something, bring up a faint memory they could use to coax more forward...
'Please, try to remember. I miss you.'
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Inside Your Chest
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SEALDAWN
— Shadowclan Trapper
— "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Grey Rosetted Tabby With Blue Eyes And A Bobbed Tail.
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