TOLD MY FRIENDS THAT LIFE WAS SWEET ☆ PRIVATE

[nyme]

TIMID TWITCH IN YOUR WIDE EYES

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MOSQUITOPAW . 7 MOONS . HE/HIM . SHADOWCLAN

It's getting colder lately, and Mosquitopaw finds himself less and less willing to leave the nest. Because of the cold, he tells himself. The early chill doesn't feel worth it, and it feels as though dawn lights the sky later and later by the day, so it isn't as though he's missing much.

It's just the cold. That's all that's bothering him.

Today the excuse lasts later in the day than even Mosquitopaw feels comfortable with. By the time he's risen the apprentices' den is near-empty, and Mosquitopaw slinks like a guilty shadow out into the clearing to find something to do with himself. A little extra cleaning should make up for his laziness no problem, but even that seems like an excessive chore today. He doesn't want to clean. He wants to go back into his nest. Mosquitopaw bites his tongue in irritation. What's with this mood? Did he eat something bad? Maybe he hadn't slept well? Was it—

Whump. Tangled up in overthinking, the skinny black apprentice nose-first with someone else's side. He skitters back, eyes wide and apologetic.

"Oh! Uh! Are!! Youokay?"

@Spooky_Dreamz ; DARKICE