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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]A pair of cerulean eyes blinked open and Englishpaw was annoyed to find herself still surrounded by darkness and silence. Her lack of decent sleep was just beginning to take its toll on the ivory femme and she sighed heavily, pulling herself to her maws and carefully making her way out of the apprentice den. Luckily she wasn't so tired that she couldn't move properly, but Englishpaw was sure that it was only a matter of time before such things began to set in. It had been over a week now and in that time the apprentice hadn't managed to sleep all the way through the night once. It wouldn't be so much of a problem if she could get back to sleep after waking up, but quite often she couldn't.


    With her eyes narrowed, Englishpaw exited the den and took a seat in camp, not sure what she could do to try and get to sleep. She really had tried a lot, but none of it helped. It seemed as though she would just have to push past it and hope that it would go on its own before long.


    There was nobody else around from what the small girl could see, but then her eyesight was becoming weaker due to how tired she was. Her head shook lightly and she lowered herself to her stomach, eyes still half-open as she looked around camp.


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    "You got the same problem as me?" Interpaw asked as he padded over, a tired smile on his maw. It was clear he was suffering from a lack of sleep, so it was probably easy to figure what h was talking about, "Or are you just a Night Owl?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]A night owl? "I wish," the female replied, offering the male a weak smile. It was nice to be able to hear someone else comfortably due to the lack of background noise, but the half deaf apprentice would still much rather be sleeping. But apparently she wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep. Although she knew how horrible it was to suffer from lack of sleep, a small part of Englishpaw was pleased that she wasn't the only one. It almost made her feel normal.


    "I can't sleep," she mewed, watching the tired male. "Or rather, I can't sleep for very long. Although even if I do manage to get a few hours of sleep, it barely makes a difference." Englishpaw stopped there, feeling slightly uncomfortable. She didn't want to sound like she was whining, but she had refrained from mentioning it to anyone else for several reasons. It was good to get it off of her chest. But the other feline probably didn't want to hear about her troubles. "How long has it been for you?" Englishpaw asked, her head tilting slightly. Of course, by her question she meant how long it had been since his last full night of restful sleep, but she had assumed that he would get that. Perhaps she hadn't been specific enough though.


    With a small shrug the white female let her gaze drift to her paws for a moment before focusing back on the tom. "I'm Englishpaw, by the way. We haven't met."


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    "Interpaw Hadrian. Pleasure," he nodded, to add to his greeting, before hesitating and thinking about how long it probably had been before answering, "Just over a week, maybe? Feels like forever, though. I'm pregnant, and I can't stop thinking about the kits. Uh, admittedly, I'm not all too sure how to raise 'em.."


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]The tom stopped scratching his neck as he heard a young, and small voice. He popped his head out of the medicine den and squinted. Ah this kit looked like she was quite uneasy. He approached slowly, a warm grin upon his features. "Hello. I'm Surftide. Is.. something wrong?" the medicine cat asked with a slight tilt of his head.


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    blissfulchaos walked out of the warriors' den, already wide awake and full of energy after a good sleep. it had only been about six hours, but she had slept in yesterday and had not been able to sleep for a minute longer once she had awoken. glancing up at the sky for a moment to judge the time, she then walked over to the small group of windclanners, wondering what they were doing awake. her ears pricking up as she heard the mention of not being able to sleep, she picked out a vole to eat before turning towards them, rolling the prey in front of her so that she neatly joined in on their little conversation. letting surftide finish speaking, she took a seat before advising, "try poppy seeds." hm, the mention of poppy seeds alone was enough to show how much she had changed, accepted herself, accepted the events that had happened in her life. once, she would not have been able to speak of them, not with how they related to her former mentor's murder. the one she had committed, of course. bending down, she took a bite out of her meal before straightening back up, waiting for a response.


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    "Poppy seeds, huh?" Interpaw repeated, his roleplayer laughing it's * off because it mispelled poppy and is like 5 years old or something oh my god. He wasn't a medic, and he had virtually no knowledge of medical things, so he had to ask, "Do they like..help sleep?" Interpaw "The Obvious" Hadrian is apparently back.


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    "I like to take walks. It helps me." Blackpaw murmured. He would much rather be out walking at night if he couldn't sleep, for the smoke apprentice was oddly fascinated with the nighttime. And it tired you out and when you lay down, you fall asleep instantly. Though Blackpaw assumed that not being able to sleep was also one of the best things ever. It meant your brain never stopped working. It meant you were always thinking.

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    blissfulchaos turned her eyes towards interpaw, raising unseen eyebrows, not looking impressed. "hm, i wonder," she replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes before looking back down at her food and taking another bite out of it. chewing it before swallowing, she settled back on her paws, her eyes going to blackpaw in acknowledgement of his presence. "poppy seeds are about the only herbal remedy that can help you. besides that, there's only natural stuff, like long walks, as this kid is saying, which may not help. really, the only way might be staying up so much that you can't help falling asleep, that you're nodding off in the middle of the day. just exhaust yourself and hope sleeping becomes a habit." shrugging, not knowing how her advice would be taken, she finished off he rest of the vole she had been eating. she had never had problems with being unable to sleep, so her suggestions could easily be terrible and she would never know. she had never needed to try them before, after all.


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    Stumbling out of the nursery, Jadekit was obviously groggy. "What's with the voices...? Who's attacking...?" She grumbled, unsheathing her claws for self-defense.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub]Stinger wasn't asleep because he didn't know what sleep was. He knew abstract things, and yet a basic instinct was gone. He'd been milling around and honing his still-sharp hunting skills for the first part of the night, and now he was just pacing camp - until a multitude of voices attracted him, and he wound up approaching the group. "What is going on?" he asked in a slightly slurred, childish voice, blinking his yellow eyes.