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/ ALLENCATCH male SETTING:waterfall + TIME: few hours from dusk As the sun began to turn the sky a salmon pink color, Allencatch sighed. He thought it almost time to return to camp, however he couldn't pull himself from the wonderfully drowning noise of the waterfall.
Allencatch thought for a moment before replying, "Always." he repeated. His dreams were constantly filled with visions of the Dark Forest, however he was never quite sure why. "I may need to see a shrink about them." he laughed.
Allencatch purred. "Thanks. I just have weird dreams sometimes. They seem really real.. of the Dark Forest." he said in a more serious tone. "Not that I want to be apart of it.." he said frantically. The last thing he wanted was for his clanmates to thing he was one of them. "I don't know. It just feels like sometimes I'm literally walking through there."
Allencatch shook his head. "No, they don't. If they did, then I might go insane." he said, looking down at his paws. "Do you wanna go take a walk?" he asked. His pelt felt hot and sticky, despite being in the cool air beside the waterfall.
Allencatch nodded his head in appreciation. He padded away from the waterfall, a few last wisps of water landing on the his ebony pelt. The silence between them made the cat feel awkward; he didn't mean to change the subject so quickly, he just hated talking about his dreams. He gaped his jaw in desperate search of prey, but it seemed their own scents had scared them away. "We should move farther away from the waterfall. We are downwind to a lot of prey." he mewed quietly. He knew the tom would probably bring up their previous conversation again, but he did everything to avoid it.
Larkwing noticed the tom had changed the subject and made it clear that he didn't want to talk about his dreams anymore. He understood that. Dreams can be quite unsettling sometimes so he chose not to press any further. "I agree. Lead the way" he offered with a warm smile.