Humph! How was this for a dying dream? Ridiculous.
The old grey cat stood flat-footed against the side of a Twoleg nest as though it were the ground and stared in through the window with what looked like for all the world a half-lidded pout. There was a reflection deep within the nest dancing along the wall and though she was no kit, she knew it wasn't anything that could be caught, it still caught her attention the way things in dreams often do.
But she shouldn't be dreaming about something like this! She should be dreaming about her family, her Clan, literally anything else but sitting on the side of a house and watching a not-a-real-bug like some wide-eyed kit. Yellowfang couldn't feel the sting of smoke in her throat for the moment and she was glad of that--and suddenly felt strange for being able to know such a thing to even be glad of it.
What was StarClan trying to tell her?
She had received visions before--terrible visions and wonderful visions, but never something as strange as this. With an impatient huff, she rose to her paws and started to walk along the side of the building. It did occur to her to wander back down to the earth but why bother? StarClan had stuck her up here for a reason, may as well suss out what it is so she can wake up and tell some cat about all this mouse dung with her dying gasps.
Yellowfang | Warriors
Humph! How was this for a dying dream? Ridiculous.
The old grey cat stood flat-footed against the side of a Twoleg nest as though it were the ground and stared in through the window with what looked like for all the world a half-lidded pout. There was a reflection deep within the nest dancing along the wall and though she was no kit, she knew it wasn't anything that could be caught, it still caught her attention the way things in dreams often do.
But she shouldn't be dreaming about something like this! She should be dreaming about her family, her Clan, literally anything else but sitting on the side of a house and watching a not-a-real-bug like some wide-eyed kit. Yellowfang couldn't feel the sting of smoke in her throat for the moment and she was glad of that--and suddenly felt strange for being able to know such a thing to even be glad of it.
What was StarClan trying to tell her?
She had received visions before--terrible visions and wonderful visions, but never something as strange as this. With an impatient huff, she rose to her paws and started to walk along the side of the building. It did occur to her to wander back down to the earth but why bother? StarClan had stuck her up here for a reason, may as well suss out what it is so she can wake up and tell some cat about all this mouse dung with her dying gasps.