Post by Pallidpaw on Jun 23, 2018 5:42:57 GMT
pallidpaw was careful. he was careful in the way he woke up, a smatter of lashes flicking open to reveal ochre eyes as the tom rose from his nest, movement quiet but never slowed by lethargy. he was careful in the way he checked inventory, honeyed gaze sweeping precisely stacked piles of herbs, taking note of what was running low in a blink. he was careful in the way he treated patients, paws moving with a speed and skill that only arose from practice.
today, pallidpaw wasn't being careful. it was long past sunup when he woke up; reluctantly, his amber eyes would flick to the den exit, becoming wider than moons when he realised it was sunhigh, if not later. he rushed towards the herb store, a flurry of fur and paws. his breath caught in his throat. ryepond was already there.
"i'm so, so sorry," pallidpaw hastened to get out.
—— Ryepond ; hope you don't mind the slight powerplay ;o