Fear is Only in our Minds [Boulderpaw, Nightkit, Open]

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Peace was something that was welcomed quite frequently, especially in a time like this. But it was not happening, it seemed as if they were out to get him. Not that he knew who ‘they’ were. Whoever they were, they were cruel. He was sure of that fact. The young cat was twitching from head to tail as he dreamed. What had started as just a little nap had turned into a full-fledged nightmare. Water was everywhere, and it wouldn’t stop! He was surrounded and couldn’t get away.

Waking with a jolt, the little kit had to look around. He was safe in the nursery, for now. Who knows when that nightmare would become a reality. It already had…once. His yellow eyes were searching for anything to keep himself from having a panic attack. All of that water had really shaken him up. The black furred tom felt so useless right now. He had been so much more fun before the incident. Reedkit had found himself having less fun, he was more concerned with watching for any form of water than he was of being a kit. He was a shell of what he used to be.

Reedkit looked outside the nursery and saw his dream had not been completely crazy. It had rained. How had he slept through that? Usually he was awake any time it rained, no matter the time. He couldn’t believe it. Seriously, he had done that? Well….there was a first time for everything. But that meant that the ground was going to be wet outside the nursery. His eyes were wide now, as he saw several puddles in the camp. Retreating back into the nursery, Reedkit tried to calm himself, breathing deeply as he shook with fear. Looks like he wouldn’t go grab a fish or something to eat. No, he couldn’t go out in that. He would rather just wait until some other time…even if it would be a while. He didn’t care, at this point he was too petrified to eat.

[WolfieWolf]

BOULDERPAW

It was morning yet Boulderpaw was up and working. He had woken up quite early and was greeted by the sound of rain hitting the roof of the apprentice den. No bother though. The rain didn't bother him one bit even as it got his fur soaking wet. As a Riverclan cat, he was used to it. After a simple morning grooming, the tom ventured out into the rain and out of the camp. This morning, he'd be going hunting. Now, this apprentice wasn't exactly the best hunter or fisher but he managed. In fact, his trip had been successful despite the rain and his not exactly excellent hunting skills.  He had returned to camp with one fish and two water voles. It only took him about three attempts to get the fish and around four attempts for each vole. 

Oh, on another note, he was back on his apprentice duties. After a few weeks (really, only about two) in the medicine cat den, he was back and ready to go! His tail tip was lost forever and that was some getting used to but no matter. As long as he played it safe for a little longer, Boulderpaw planned on never staying with the medicine cat for that long again. Or being that heavily injured. His body was still a tad bit sore in some places but it would pass. It was a major inconvenience though and caused him to fall flat on his chest while chasing after voles which didn't really help him that much. 

But now here he was and he was happy where he was. Boulderpaw would be back at optimal strength in due time but for now he would rest and wait for that time to come. Once he added his share of fresh-kill to the pile, the tom decided to do just that. Take a little rest. And what better place to do that than the nursery with his brothers? They were the last family he had and was spending a lot more time with them than he used to. Oh, he should probably bring something back for them, right? The tabby tom scampered back to the pile to grab one of his voles then scampered right back on course for the nursery. 

He arrived at his destination and ventured inside the den. A quick scan and he saw his younger brother. "Hey Reedkit!" Boulderpaw greeted his brother happily and plodded closer to him. However, his face quickly turned to one of concern as he smelled and saw the fear on the kit. "You okay bud?" Then it clicked. The rain was scaring his sibling. "It's okay Reedkit. Take deep breaths and calm down. Those nasty rain puddles won't hurt you, I'll make sure of that!"

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n i g h t k i t

kit, riverclan

Nighkit awoke from his slumber, noticing his brother's movements in his sleep. Rising and stretching luxuriously, the little kit began his meticulous after-sleep grooming. Tongue smoothed over cowlicks and sleep disturbed fur, picking moss, dust, and other unwanted debris out of his long coat.

He continued his grooming, watching his brother glance outside the camp. While the rain soothed the older brother, Reedkit seemed particularly spooked. And it was his fault. He bit down on a particular clump of fur a bit too hard, yelping as he bit himself. Standing up and shaking his fur out, Nightkit admired his reflection in a puddle near the nursery's entrance.

He noticed his older half-brother pad past him into the nursery. Nightkit turned around and stalked the apprentice, finally pouncing on his back in play.

"Hi, brother!" he squealed. "Do you wanna bring us some food to eat? I want a big fish!"