resilience. [p]

[taillow]

DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan deputy | 30 moons
go with the flow, rapid recovery, beefed up t3, mind reader

Another night spend just outside the temporary came entrance staring up at the stars eventually found Dusklion's eyes starting to flutter. Exhaustion pawed at her like an incessant kit, demanding attention at the most inopportune times. The deputy was able to keep the waves of unconsciousness at bay for a little while, but eventually it won her over as her jaws parted in a large yawn and she settled into a more comfortable position. Her eyes closed on the scene of a peaceful territory stretching before her... despite it not being home...

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When she opened her eyes again to see the familiar sight of RiverClan's old territory, Dusklion's heart clenched in grief. Stars above, she missed it. The deputy's jaw tightened as she glanced around. Home... a place they couldn't get to right now. Not for at least another half-moon. It made her head spin with guilt as she ducked down, unable to look at it anymore. Was StarClan set on constantly reminding her of the territory they had lost? Or was this another nightmare courtesy of Fallownose?

But there were no claws coming for her. No odd noises or weird scents. In fact the air itself even felt peaceful in a way, leaving Dusklion to lift her head again. It was the time just after the setting of the sun, and the deputy found herself peering further down the line. This wasn't just RiverClan territory... this was near the ShadowClan and outskirts border.

Stepping forward the deputy glanced around, wondering what StarClan cat could've called her here. It never occurred to her that the conjurer was a cat she would know...

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