{$title} Nightmare about someone he cares about hurting him
JASPERKIT ⭑✶⋆.˚ for things to be quiet
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When the kit went to sleep, they were fine. A small purr rumbled in their chest, back pressed against one sibling, legs kicked out and stretching into another body. Wedging themselves between bodies and still sticking out like a sore thumb of white fur with black and red patches. A soft snore escaped the kitten as sleep took him.
a lot of sleep was darkness, sometimes there's be rare dreams of things that didn't quite make sense. things that reminded him of exactly how they felt. not feeling like they were who they said they were. but this dream was different. he couldn't exactly place who was in front of him- shadowed, but the voice was familiar.
They cared about this other one- that's what the emotions told them. Something told jasper that jasper should be scared, but Jasperkit wasn't. Jasperkit wasn't scared. They knew that nothing would happen to them.
And then the shadowed figure leaped towards them. Still, they couldn't make out the face, but they noted the glint of the others teeth and claws. Jasperkit never felt so scared. Never felt so... Small. The white kit crouched, covered their eyes-
"MAMA!"
The scream ripped through the stillness of the night as searing pain faded and numbed against their cheek. Mismatched eyes were brimmed with wet tears, body still trembling. They huddled on themselves, paws nestled tightly against their chest as they shook their head and moved gently besides Wavesongs form.
It was not a new feeling for ebbs of unfamiliar pain or feelings to overtake the young cat, ones that came from seemingly nowhere. Echoes of a hunger that recently could not be sated. But the tears that slid down Jasperkits face was very much real as paws gripped into black and white fur, sobs shaking their form.
It reminded them of the fight between Pikestar and Rushingtide. What if Pikestar hurt them? What if, what if, what if- Jasperkit shivered, burying a snotty tear covered face against their mom.
