TW: Sensitive Content hear the snake charmer // sealpaw

[SABLESTAR]

{$title} sensitive content for paranoia, descriptions of death & intense anxiety

The dark had taken over his dreams long enough to expect it now. Accustomed to the way it blanketed across his pelt, molding him into it himself, sticking to it like he was just a simple shadow. If only it ever remained as such. Sablestar would have welcomed the nothingness of dreams or dreamless as he slept during the daylight hours, rather than the ruthless ravaging of loved ones. For so long it was just Juniperstar subjected to such brutality. Her dappled pelt glowed like a beacon to the dark, calling attention to herself and no matter how much he tried to scream or shout, she could not hear him before They descended upon her. Claws and teeth that dripped in ichor ripped her apart with sickening joy, brandishing ugly smiles that relished in his misery.

Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to moons. Over and over and over again was his sleep plagued with the sight of his mate becoming the victim of the power of championed for. No starlight could save them, no precious lives they claimed to have just like him. Maybe it was for good that she never came back to endure more of it. No matter how many times it repeated in sleep he still tried to beg and plead from the shadowy prison until his voice became cracked and hoarse, only to never be heard.

The day Dreamkit , Asterkit and Magpiepaw had come into his life had been a joyous. But they, too, were not safe from the taunting twists that haunted him. His dreams were now a roulette of torture for him to watch in helplessness, but this one felt different. Like something else was here, other than the faceless demons that ripped his family apart. Sablestar's dream paused in suspense, and he waited in dazed confusion when he saw rosetted fur in the thick mist.

"Don't come any closer!" He shouted in warning, as he did for every face that approached him. His pelt pricked into bristling spikes. "Please, hear me, you'll only get hurt."

this heart beats cold like the devil his own

• @Sealpaw
  "mew"
• 

  SABLESTAR— he/him ･fifty-eight moons ･leader; shadowclan ･penned by gonkpilled

  a black and white tuxedo with dark amber eyes

 

[Sealpaw Sealpaw]

You Say That You Are Close

Is Close The Closest Star?

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Sealpaw was not normally one to sleep during the day, but the fight with Marbleshine had left her morose and avoiding the warrior in any way she could. Sleep was the easiest way- most cats were respectful and let her be.

Lately whenever she dreamed it was a replay of her and her foster mother's argument, sometimes the scene melted into that day across the thunderpath where she'd been cornered by Gravelpath- though this time Fleapaw was nowhere to be found to tackle the other in order to help her. This dream was alarmingly different, though.

The backs of her eyelids were brighter than the darkness she now found herself in. The silence so overwhelming Sealpaw had to strain to hear her own breathing over it and for a brief horrifying moment she wondered if she had somehow died in her sleep and this was what awaited those who passed away. "H....hello...?" It was little more than a squeak, nearly drowned out entirely by the darkness.

Straining to hear-to see- smell- anything, the apprentice tentatively stepped forward, shaking her paws of the wetness clung to her almost like watery mud with every step. She felt like she had been walking forever when movement brushes past her vision and Sealpaw slows to squint in the direction of it.

Sealpaw can barely make out another cat's form, the white pattern of their coat serving as a beacon in the darkness and her pace quickens in relief at seeing another at...wherever this was. Sablestar's voice cuts through the gloom, a warning snarl in her leader's tone and she nearly falters completely out of confusion. That was not how Sablestar held himself. The tuxedo was calm and composed. Even when Thunderflash had flung himself at him he had stood tall.

This Sablestar before her felt like some pale imitation of the real thing. "Sablestar..?" Her paws move of their own accord despite the warning to stay farther back. Widened blue eyes stare at her leader from afar, concern and fear all in one. "Where are we...?"

You Just Feel Twice As Far

SEALPAW

— Shadowclan Apprentice
— She/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Grey Rosetted Tabby With Blue Eyes And A Bobbed Tail.
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