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/ lowkey sad perc, i guess??
Ask most parents or childcare experts, and they would probably say that any toddler-equivalent kitten should probably be asleep at midnight. Hopefully way before that, because they could sleep up to twenty hours a day and this was definitely not the way to be getting it, but Perseus just... Couldn't, right now. It wasn't restlessness that keeps him from curling up somewhere safe and warm and sleeping for as long as he could manage; this feeling was heavier than that, settling low in his chest and stomach. It was kind of similar to sadness, but he can't actually think of a reason for it, not really. Nothing has changed in these last few days. Marauder is still here, he's talking to people that he would like to know, he's doing the same things that he usually does. There were a few thoughts that weren't so easily explained away, but Perc doesn't think that he wants to actually talk about those right now. They don't make sense like they should.
So instead, the clouded leopard had wandered off on his own. He knew that he probably shouldn't have, because it was late and dark and it just seemed like something that he shouldn't do, but it would only be for a little bit. Soon enough, the child had found himself seated on the cool sand of SunClan's beach, only the moon and his lonely footsteps in the sand for company so far. Perseus curls into a ball, stormy blue eyes on the water's edge, then to the faint stars above his head. It's not the same as climbing trees or making bracelets, but watching it fade and return soon has his eyes falling partially shut in exhaustion, head on his paws. "It's okay," he tells himself, words weighted and slow, because he's tired and it sounds like what he needs to hear, even though it doesn't really do anything when he says it. They're just there, empty and weird. "It's okay."
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