Flickering Fireflies [solo]

As soon as the tom lie his head down to the moss bed, Duskflight felt himself drifting away to sleep. The excessive cold have been keeping him up for most nights already, and he felt glad he could even get some rest now. He probably won't get as much for later. Slowly, the tom blinked, opening his eyes to a wide, starry terrain. The sky glittered with shining stars, twinkling brightly as his eyes gazed up to look at them. Not being able to hide his amazement on things, the warrior opened his mouth, gasping at the incredible scenery just right in front of his eyes. This— this was like StarClan!

Then suddenly, as if something large was there, the tom whipped his head back in caution. Instead of a cat or a predator like he'd expected, a swarm of fireflies flew by him, dancing in the their with their rythymic flight patterns and soft buzzing of wings. The tom laughed in amazement, and he felt as if his paws moved on its own, forcing him to race to catch up with the swarm's impressive flight speed. They seemed to bounce towards one another, gliding down and up again with each occassional look. Though he knew it was kit-like of him to maybe enjoy this too much, that didn't stop him from continuing to have more fun.

He felt his paws took off, and he began bouncing lightly with the swarm's rythm of flight. Then an idea sparked up in his mind— and he pressed himself down, putting all the pressure down to his haunches for a wide jump. Soon, Duskflight have already took off into the air, and he beamed, cackling as the swarm spreaded widely around. He felt his paws being able to touch some of the glowing bugs, though it was only for a split second or so. A high-pitched squeak came from underneath the grass, and he spun around, instinctively dropping himself to a skillful crouch. The tom carefully approached the tiny figure, and he waited for just the perfect time to pounce. This felt all so familiar to him— as if it's just been the first day of training he's ever got.

Yet now it was different. He was a warrior now, no longer an apprentice as he's known himself from back then. Once he got close enough to what he assumed to be prey, he waited for just a brief second before immediately springing onto the creature with outstretched claws, latching onto it tightly. The small rodent went limp underneath his paws, and he purred from a successful catch. He burried the prey underneath the soft dirt, and went to catch some more, still not being able to properly come to a conclusion that this was all just a dream. It wasn't until the atmosphere suddenly changed, and he felt his body weighing down heavier and heavier. Panting, Duskflight emerged from his moss bed, frowning as he soon realized it all was just a dream. A.. pretty good one, at that.

The member 'Arcana' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 6

(ooc: Acidental habit, please ignore that!)

Mistpelt wrote:

The member 'Arcana' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 6