PAFP Camp with the winter's chill... [ cuddling...? ]

[swarmswirl]

Swarmswirl cannot deny it. She's a roamer in her sleep. She was able to quell this habit when she was an apprentice when her sister would sleep close to her, and not mind when her nest was invaded. It became difficult with Starlingtrail in the picture, but still, the mollies never minded if the tortoiseshell ended the night with a tail in their shared nest. She just... desired warmth and connection subconsciously in a way her conscious mind would never let her comprehend.

But Chrysalisgaze is in the medicine den. So what now?

The early rays of morning light wake up Swarmswirl, and she parts her jaws with a yawn. Her paws stretch, catching to the plush pelt beside her. She doesn't recognize it at first, still fumbling through a slowly waking mind. An uttered apology of, "Augh, sorry..." fumbles off of her tongue as she tries to give the (thus far) stranger some space. She inches herself away from their warm pelt, pouts with the cold that now seeps into her fur, and finally blinks the sleep from her eyes. Only to see...

Oh. Great StarClan.

She hears the giggles of other warriors right when she discerns the mottled features of Starlitpath. The other, too, is trying to wake with the dawn, but in her own haze Swarmswirl can't tell if the pine prince is annoyed or amused. Her paw pads heat as she hurriedly pushes to her paws, ears pinned to her head. Her lips pull into a thin line before she tries to turn and leave the warriors den without another word, standing instead in the cold morning air. Starlitpath's warmth remains an indent to her frame, and she can't ignore it.

[ pls wait for @starlitpath :3 ]

 

[starlitpath starlitpath]

(˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗) leaf-fall is slowly creeping ever closer to the darkest time of year, where frost will soon blanket the dens and curl over the river. the warrior has seen a few leaf-bares now, and all of them have been rough on her clan. even in this new territory, last snow-fall had been bitter upon skyclan, calling all of their strength and tenacity to make it through. presently, leaves still sway on the trees across the water. golden and russet though they are, blustering winds have not yet stolen them from their branches. in the sparse pine forest, skyclan prepare for the oncoming seasons, patching dens and weaving the softest feathers into their nests - insulation against the cold.

despite his short fur, the warrior has always run rather warm. his calico point coat is thick enough to keep out most wind, and his paw pads and ears are often toasty, so much so that on the journey, he'd kept the clan's kits warm by pressing his paws to their little noses and tails. curled in his nest now, starlitpath is dreaming senseless things. flashes of daylight, a babbling creek, warm green eyes... a hazy turn of memory and make believe as his paws twitch. despite his usual warmth, the thing that wakes him is a sudden absence.

as sea-blue eyes squint against dawning sun, the warrior huffs softly, wanting nothing more than to turn over and curl back into her dreams. the sound of chuckling laughter and a soft mumble of sorry cause her to focus her gaze, and it's only then that she recognizes the fuzzy bedmate she'd gained overnight. heat rushes into her face as her eyes widen, meeting a shocked green gaze. swirlswarm stands in her nest, lips tight as she begins to turn to leave. "hey, no problem!" starlitpath calls after her, giving a glare around at her giggling clanmates.

the tortie has vanished from the den, and skyclan's prince draws a paw across his face, shaking himself awake before he follows her. his jaw is clenched in decision making - to tease or to brush off the contact. "cold one, last night," is what he says, giving in to neither side. "if you wanted to cuddle you could've just asked." ah, never mind. fire twinkles in the azure gaze of the warrior as he squints at his fellow warrior. "it was..." here he swallows, and his paws shift, as if finally catching up to the situation. "nice."

LIKE CONSTELLATIONS ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ IMPLODING IN THE NIGHT

• // " #dcccf0" OHHH SWARMIE YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD
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  STARLITPATH ★ tags / toyhouse
  
  ★ genderfluid (he / she / they) / bisexual, mate of none
  ★ 29 moons old, ages realistically
  ★ warrior of skyclan
  ★ younger sibling to THREETOE, BADGERTAIL, BEARFACE
  ★ mentoring SPIKEPAW / mentored by DUSKPOOL
  ★ penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a shorthaired dilute calico point with low white and aqua eyes. short, thick fur decorates her frame, cream hued, swooping into a cowlick on her head. their face, paws, and tail are dappled with fawn and slate gray, broken through by speckles of white. a star shaped white splotch on their forehead offers them their namesake. eyes like ocean water, a deep aqua blue, pierce out of almond shaped sockets.

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