➤➣➤ Owlpaw hadn't had the chance to speak much to Sunpaw since they became apprentices a quarter moon ago. Of course, those first few nights, Owlpaw had made his nest in the apprentices' den next to his brother's, just like always, but then came the announcement that Owlpaw would be studying under Pipitpetal and moving his nest to the medicine cats' den. He'd been thrilled by this opportunity, by the chance to learn how to heal, but his first night away from Sunpaw had been so hard, and not just because they'd never really slept apart before. He'd also been increasingly aware of his brother's despondence, first with Sinatra's disappearance--or Big Shadow, as Sunpaw called him--and then with Gladestar's death, the move, all of it. He worried for Sunpaw, wasn't used to seeing him without the vivacity and exuberance and mischief that normally characterized him. So one morning, when Pipitpetal excused him for a break from sorting and stockpiling herbs in the den, Owlpaw didn't ask twice before racing out of the den and looking for his brother.
"Sunpaw?" he called, poking his head in the apprentices' den after making a lap around camp. "Sunpaw are you in here? It's me, Owlpaw. I thought we could, ya know, catch up." I miss you, he added in his head. He hoped that his brother was around, otherwise he'd made himself look very silly by calling for someone who wasn't there.
// .Sunpaw <3