VIRTUAL INSANITY ౨ৎ goldenroar

[nutmegpurr ♡ nutmegpurr ♡]

Windclans territory still doesn't feel like home despite the moon they've spent here running up and down the prairie, despite all that has gone in. Shes afraid her heart had crumbled with that old barn, watching memories burn along with it; she watched the remnants of her brother, the last few things she had left of him turn to ash below her paws. She had dragged Meadowpaws limp body out, sustained burnt and cracked pawpads herself and still never stopped moving.

If she stops moving, shes afraid she'll never start again.

Today is particularly bad in which she has to flee the camp, stretch her legs, patrol, do something. All she has left of it is her routine, of the solo patrols in the early morning, where the sunset has just begun to rise. Pink and orange is cast amongst the tall grass and as she runs, she begins to feel a bit better. It's freeing to run as fast as possible and the racing of her heart makes her feel alive; theres something different on the wind, yet she keeps running. She hardly notices the difference in the change of scent until shes nearly face-to-face with who owns it, skidding to a stop and forcing her mind to clear of all the negativity. "Goldenroar?" its hard not to miss him, one of the first named by Dustystar. Her teeth click together. Her feelings on him are neutral at best, she hadn't interacted much with him in the barn, a passing conversation about the new livestock in the pasture. "... What are you doing up?" suspicion blends in to her tone though she doesn't mean it to, eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she takes a curtesy step back, giving both of them enough room.

HALF OF ME IS HALF OF YOU ♡ I'LL HAVE TO CUT MYSELF IN TWO

• @GOLDENROAR
  
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• NUTMEGPURR ♡
  
  ( warrior of windclan, 26 moons )​
  ❥ a tall cinnamon tortie with curled ears & pink-brown eyes
  ❥ mentoring n/a
  ❥ sister to meadowpaw & peafowlpaw
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed but may not be entirely welcomed
  ❥ penned by chuff
  
  "speech"

 

[GOLDENROAR]

Goldenroar has not gone through what the others have.

He made it out with a burnt paw, him and his brother alive. Burnt, hurt, but alive, moving forward on their own two paws. That's more then what most of their population can say. Some of them lost a limb, others an eye. He is lucky, by all comparisons. The fur has already begun to grow back where he was seared, and knows that within a few moons it would be invisible. No longer a scar that he must show off and carry. He's proud to say he has very minimal scarring by all means, but others... no, they were not quite as lucky.

Goldenroar stays out late, still. He can't shake the feeling that he needs to be keeping an eye out for a lonely or wayward soul, his sleep patterns all disgruntled. He sleeps in short bursts and naps, rather then deep sleep. He's moving slowly, all things considered, searching over the moors. First watch never ended, he thinks wryly. The sound of drumming paws catch him a hint late, and his head turns and comes face to face with Nutmegpurr. He blinks at her, taking a swift step back to stay out of her path, but she draws to a stop as well. Goldernroar's head tilts. "That does happen t' be my name, yeah." He responds coyly, but his face doesn't mirror the same expression.

"Could ask you the same thing." He responds. This feels more... hostile then it needs to be. "I can't sleep. Most nights, can't. Not for long." Goldenroar responds. He may have made it out without any physical wounds or loss, but the loss of others, the heat- it still bleeds in every now and again. Swirling. His home, his true first home, destroyed. He takes a small breath in. "Y' doing alright? Runnin' awful fast this early in the morning and I didn't smell any hares 'bout." Goldenroar asks, going for less suspicion and more worry. Worry, or concern? The same thing, really, just two different words.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

• "speech"
  

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• GOLDENROAR he/him, windclan deputy, thirty six moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.