Flight of the Bumblebees [p]

[Mica]

Nightwalker
Dark Forest
he/him | Dead
[Surly, heavily scarred dark grey tabby with sky blue eye]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Devil ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Bumblestar - @dino. ]
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Oh, now this was interesting. Nightwalker had never infiltrated the dreams of a leader before. The angry ThunderClan one, too. A low chuckle skittered across the floor of the leader's den where Nightwalker sat and Bumblestar slept, the former WindClanner inspecting the molly in front of him. So many lives lost... her latest being in sacrifice of her lover. Nightwalker scoffed. Some might describe it as romantic, but it was nothing but idiotic. Giving up your life for someone else? Even if you have multiple to spare, there was no spare life. A leader should use each and every life in service to their clan, rather than some foolish doe-eyed female that couldn't hold her own.

But he digressed. What could he do here that would benefit him? Or, what could he do that would piss off those self-righteous fools in StarClan? Could he share information? He wasn't exactly privy to anything in particular, though the outbreak of sickness was fun to watch. Even if he knew something about how to save this clan from a slow, painful destruction, he wouldn't.

Nightwalker didn't say anything, waiting for Bumblestar to wake up and see his hulking form lurking in the corner of her den. Oh, he hoped she attacked him. That would be very interesting indeed. And funny.