(đ“†©âœ§đ“†ª) no matter how hard he tries, the boy cannot get that day out of his head. it's as if his father's blood sticks in his brain like it had coated wolfpack's paws, sliding into the crevices of dreampaw's thoughts until it is all he can do not to dunk it beneath the river until the water runs clear again. darkness shrouds the camp, but it does not mean that shadowclan sleeps - nocturnal creatures that they are, it is not hard to find at least a few cats awake at this hour. dreampaw is one of them. he lays outside of the apprentices' den, his mind wandering over various events of the day, but always snapping back to that moment the moon before. his father had never approached him to let him know he'd seen him, or even scented him, meaning no cat knows that the boy was there besides himself, and as such, he has no cat to talk to. cicadabuzz would take alarm at the knowledge of his leader's death. magpiepaw has enough to handle with juniperstar's death - he doesn't need to know about sablestar too.
the only cat to talk to, besides wolfpack, who he will not approach, is sablestar himself. the dual-hued tomcat has vanished into his den, but his son suspects he is awake. his father never seems to sleep, even when he needs it. getting to his paws, the boy stalks carefully over to his father's den, scenting the air to confirm his presence. movement within confirms his suspicions of an alert king, and so the boy rustles the moss by the entrance softly. "papa?" he murmurs, ears flattening. all of a sudden, his stomach is flipping - there's no way he'd get in trouble... right? mustering his courage, dreampaw speaks again. "i have... something i want to talk about."
the only cat to talk to, besides wolfpack, who he will not approach, is sablestar himself. the dual-hued tomcat has vanished into his den, but his son suspects he is awake. his father never seems to sleep, even when he needs it. getting to his paws, the boy stalks carefully over to his father's den, scenting the air to confirm his presence. movement within confirms his suspicions of an alert king, and so the boy rustles the moss by the entrance softly. "papa?" he murmurs, ears flattening. all of a sudden, his stomach is flipping - there's no way he'd get in trouble... right? mustering his courage, dreampaw speaks again. "i have... something i want to talk about."
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DREAMPAW đ“†©âœ§đ“†ª HE / HIM, APPRENTICE OF SHADOWCLAN. 07 MOONS, MENTORED BY HALFSHADE, PENNED BY LAVS
a longhaired chocolate spotted tabby with low white and orange eyes. silky chocolate fur cascades in waves across his boxy frame, darker dapples giving him his tabby pelt. creamy white splashes his paws, belly, tail tip, and muzzle, freckling across his face. the hue of a crackling fire sparkles from narrow sockets.