Written in the Stars

within the apprentice's den, a young russet tom was sleeping peacefully having not yet been awoken by the bright sun's rays that would soon flood camp. slugpaw, the young cat in question, had been quite busy training with his mentor, spiderspirit, almost all day before that, so he was relieved to finally be getting some well-earned rest.

however, that rest didn't last as long as he would've hoped as, unfortunately for him, slugpaw was forced awake by something... or rather someone... colliding with his sleeping body and landing somewhere nearby. shocked, the young apprentice shot up, eyes wide open and panicking. what was that? was he being awoken on purpose? had he forgotten to do something earlier on and was about to be punished? panicked thoughts raced through his head as he tried to recount his entire day, but after realising that it was just his denmate, sunnypaw, who had accidentally tripped over him, he calmed down slightly. sunnypaw, much like himself, wasn't overly great at social interaction which would usually be somewhat of a bad thing, although in this case, it made slugpaw feel safer and more at home.

"good morning, thunnypaw," he whispered in hopes that he wouldn't wake up, blushing with embarrassment at the way his lisp prevented him from being able to say the other's name correctly. he just hoped he wouldn't mind.

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tags;; ladyspectral

slugpaw nodded his head quickly with a small smile at sunnypaw's question, laughing mentally at the other apprentice's tired voice yet somehow enthusiastic expression. it seemed like sunnypaw never seemed to get physically tired, and slugpaw couldn't help but somewhat envy that in a strange way. "yeah, i'm fine," he purred in response, deciding that he probably wouldn't be able to get back to sleep again anytime soon. lifting himself from his nest, he stretched out his limbs, slightly cramped from the position in which he'd been sleeping before shaking some moss out of his slightly messy fur. he couldn't help but notice that sunnypaw's fur was also somewhat tousled, which was rather unusual considering he usually seemed to be perfectly groomed. yet, slugpaw decided not to mention it, worried that he would upset him in some way.

"yeah, i'll come with you," he grinned with a quick nod. slugpaw didn't really want to go to check the freshkill pile, he would've much rather had an extra hour or two to just lay in his bed until everyone else woke up, but he couldn't deny a request... what if he didn't help and there was something wrong? what if it was his fault that an elder or a queen got sick or even died because he was too lazy to help out? beginning to overthink and panic, slugpaw shook his thick pelt once more and began to quickly slither around their sleeping denmates, heading towards the fresh kill pile, "hurry up!" he whispered frantically.

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tags;; ladyspectral