death note [p]

[furrensic]

QUILLPAW
he/him. 9 moons. dark grey tom; tabby markings; light grey markings, amber and blue eyes.
[ mind reader ]

arriving back at camp from the patrol at herondive hollow with his sisters, the rest of the day seems to pass by quicker than usual. and before quillpaw knows it, the sun is sinking. hues of orange and pink melt together, disappearing behind the wall of trees that surround the camp. the inky blackness of the night sky soon takes over, half moon barely visible due to overcast clouds. the clearing is shrouded in near complete darkness, murmurs dying down as his clanmates return to their respective den – soon, it's completely silent, save for the light singing of cicadas and a hoot of an owl far away.

the lithe tom sits up, stretching his limbs before he fully stands. his jaws part in a yawn before he turns and enters the apprentice's den, weaving through the countless nests of his denmate's. he sinks into his own moss nest, curling up and letting his eyes flutter shut. this routine is familiar to him. another night of dreamless sleep before he awakes and continues his training.

or not.

heterochromatic eyes crack open, fixing on a scenery that is definitely not the apprentice's den. gray brows furrow as he quickly stands up, looking around. the surrounding air is cold, yet completely still. there's no occasional breeze, no sounds of nature that he, admittedly, wishes to hear at the moment. disturbing, he thinks with a growing frown. that's the best way to describe the stillness and silence of the area.

[ @SuspiciousMindz ]