Pantherkit
soft black she-kit | she/her | yellow eyes
"Simmerin’ sapphire, can’t keep his cool"
Panther sat on her own, curled up in a little ball, small tail wrapped around her as far as it could go. Her eyes glowed in the dark on makeshift nest she had. The dark she-kit had been watching her family at pretty much all hours of the day. Kinkkit had joined her too, as well as the others.
She rested her head, hoping to get some decent sleep. She thought of many things, like how she would never get her warrior name and how she would never be able to be a real apprentice. But above all that, she thought of her brother, Snakekit. He seemed to be the only child of Wormbelly and Coyoteblossom that would survive. Pantherkit was happy about that, she would watch him grow, glad to see him do it.
As the black cat's yellow eyes closed, she could feel herself entering a dream. Usually her dreams were pretty Lucid, maybe it was a dead cat thing, she wasn't sure. Still thinking of her brother, Pantherkit found herself in the nursery where her aunt Sweetfawn and some of her other family members were resting. She settled down, raising a brow, as she noticed her brother stirring.
Was she watching him rest? The dream felt... more real than usual. Nothing was really distorted or strangely misshapen. Would he wake up? Or would she be able to see whatever he was dreaming?
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[P] I've been up since 4am
