Night Sky, open

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Sunday nights that you
WANT HER LIKE VELVET CAKE

    I yawned and buried my head farther down into the soft greenery of my nest, but sleep was eluding me as I finally rose and stretched.  The den was a labyrinth of sleeping bodies that rose and fall with deep breaths and even some murmurs from the cats having dreams— or nightmares.  I let out a soft yawn before heading towards the exit, carefully picking my way around the different pelts and nests.  I didn't leave, not wanting to get in trouble by a camp guard, but I sat just inside the exit.  I leaned against the wall, eyes narrowing on the sliver of moon in the sky.  I'd probably regret not going back to sleep in the morning when I was roused for training, but that was just too bad.

[Batpaw]

i must become a lionheart

"No....NO!" Batpaw startled awake with a cry, his eyes wide. For a moment he stared around the unfamiliar den, before remembering that a few days earlier, he'd been made an apprentice. Right.

Still breathing hard, the tom stepped out of his nest and headed for the entrance. After a dream like that, he felt he was in definite need of fresh air, and some time to think, and be grateful for the things he had. He wasn't expecting the entrance to already be occupied, but that didn't deter him. "Did you have a nightmare too?" He asked curiously, without any form of bashfulness at the personal question.

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