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    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    Dandelionfluff had never painted before. She'd never even seen paint - so Royalpaw's little exhibit had her paws itching to give it a go. Perhaps she could paint something for her room - there was an empty space on the wall that she hadn't found anything to cover yet. With a flourish of her fluffy white tail, the Sanctuarian padded up and pulled a smaller canvas from the rack, looking to the others for guidance. She tried to think of a picture to paint, but the only thing that came to mind when she closed her eyes was Limpid Lake - and that was something she'd rather forget.


    Suddenly stirred, Dandelion got to work with a brush in her mouth, carefully blocking out a large brown space with green dotted all over it. It was messy, and she had managed to get paint all over her within five minutes. A recreation of the Gaia tree - a poor one at that, but one that she was working diligently on.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    The white feline would jump once she heard Royalpaw's voice, immediately closing the book and trying to slide it behind her. "Ah, nothing. I was just seeing if Ephrem was available. I... found something, of his," she nodded, trying to convince herself of the white lie. "But it seems he's not here. So, I suppose I'll be on my way," she hummed, kicking the book and having it slide, quite obviously, a few feet behind her.


    //where did my muse go, i can't aaaaaA


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    The rain helped her focus. The subtle drip, dripoutside of her window filled the distressed feline with a sense of calm. The white cat had sat, listening to the rain many times, but this time was different. She realized slowly that the difference lay in her location; a glance down from the opening of the bark revealed Warningpaw, practically getting drenched.


    "Are you alright, dear?" the young warrior would call from above the orange tomcat.

    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    Dandelionfluff had gone her entire life without even seeing the hint of a ghost, wisp, or an incorporeal whisper. Why was this happening now?


    "The Sight - all these things are happening because I can see these things?" She looked up again to the fleeing wisps, a single turquoise spirit floating calmly above her. It flickered, almost in acknowledgement. Her gifted eyes flickered back to the lake, blinking before she could be pulled back into the vision. "The wisps. They were trying to tell me something, I guess. Warn me. I don't - Stars, I'm freezing," she huffed, her breath coming out in visible puffs, like it was in the middle of winter.


    "Whatever they showed me - it hasn't happened yet." She shook her head, curling into herself and forcing herself to close her eyes. "It was a blizzard. And I just -" she waved her paw vaguely. "Was just laying there - under the snow. Then I saw this face in the water." Her fur raised. "It wasn't mine. But it was still me, which doesn't make any sense!" She slammed a paw into the ground in frustration. She had never even seen a direwolf in person. How could such a thing be possible?


    Her gaze shot to Percy pleadingly. "No no no, Percy, please. I can't. I'm fine, really." She took an experimental step away from him, regaining some of her strength back. Whatever they did, Dandelion didn't want anyone to know about this. These things that she saw - they didn't bode well, and it would just worry the others. In fact, she felt terribly that she'd even dragged Percy into this. She'd never seen him look so concerned about anything. "I just need to go to sleep. Maybe the wisps will leave me alone now," the white feline suggested.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    Dandelion felt the weight of the heavy cloak fall over her shoulders, keen eyes pulling up from the ground to settle on Percy and his scarred form. They hovered only for a moment, before looking back to the ground. It was rude to stare, but even in that slight moment, she wondered how he had endured so much pain. It sobered her; this was the first real point of her life. Pain, emotional or otherwise, she had eluded until this very moment. For others, life was fraught with suffering. Perhaps she was the lucky one.


    Her heart hurt for Percy, even with the oversized cloak pulled around her shoulders and swallowing her form. She caught his flinch and winced herself. "I'm sorry - I'm sorry. I just hate not knowing, not understanding these things. I went on this journey to learn about the world. Not end up with more questions," she sighed, completely unaware of his internal struggle. Dandelionfluff knew nothing of the world. She was no better than a child in these lands, running around with a carefree attitude that was eventually going to get her hurt. She caught his gaze, just for a moment, before turning away. The alabaster feline, frankly, knew that she didn't have the energy to dissect any of her emotions at this point.


    "Well, the future sucks, then," she huffs, ending the statement with a soft, half-hearted chuckle. Accepting some semblance of defeat, she sat on her haunches and focused on warming herself. He was right. Perhaps it was better to wait and let the pieces fall together naturally than try to predict it. Who would have thought? Looking into the future and speaking with the spirits. It was beyond anything she had even dreamed of.


    Dandelion shook her head again. "No, I - I don't even want to think about it anymore. Besides, I'll be fine in just a moment. It's just going to make me worry." Her mind curled back into the vision before she blinked it away, not allowing the cold to wrap its claws around her again. "...It wasn't a happy vision. And, like you said, it's better to wait rather than dwell on it." She stood again on unsteady paws, sliding his cloak off her shoulders and reaching up to offer it back to him. "I'll stay inside for a few days. Just tell others that I'm feeling ill," she mused before starting to head, slowly, in the direction of the Gaia tree. Whispers still pricked at her ears, but she visibly shuddered to shrug them off. "I'm not listening," she muttered under her breath, shaking her head to rid her mind of it.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    /omg fluffgirl turns emoboi into shyboi my w h o l e h e a r t


    Dandelionfluff was not sure where her mind belonged anymore. Losing her brother and mother had been difficult, the most difficult thing that she'd ever experienced (even this, although it was nowhere near finished, was certainly nothing in comparison.) Being pulled into the past so violently, then pushed into the future with such volatility, she felt somewhat unestablished in the present. Her pawsteps felt like they made contact with clouds rather than ground, and she felt half-asleep as she padded along. Still, she managed to correct his cloak on a whim, as it had fallen improperly over his shoulder, without a word towards the lion. Quietly, they walked towards the Gaia tree.


    Her emotions were stretched so thin, she could barely ponder the coincidence that Percy had found her. It was the middle of the night, after all - why would Percy have been this close to the lake to find her? Perhaps it had just been that, coincidence. The lion was normally stoic and apathetic, but he had acted so very strange just moments before - she dismissed the thought. He was worried about a clanmate, that was all. Everyone acted differently when they were speaking personally with another. Everyone had their masks, and Percy's disappeared when he was alone with someone. It made total sense. At least, that's what she had herself convinced of for the moment. So deep in thought, she narrowly ducked underneath a low-hanging bush branch and had to shake her head in embarrassment. 'He's so kind,' she pondered in confidence, a soft smile dancing on her maw.


    Eventually, they had unobtrusively made their way up the Gaia tree as to not disturb their clanmates, and stood at Dandelionfluff's door. "I, ah, I just wanted to say thank you. For finding me. I'm not sure what would have happened if y- if someone, hadn't been there," she nodded towards her paws, unable to look in his direction, just as he had earlier.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    (Listen to this while you read!)


    "I have a dream, a song to sing."


    Dandelionfluff hadn't been feeling herself for days - it was comparable to torture, having to shut herself in her room while her mind recovered from the incident at the lake. Even now, having mostly recuperated, the voices of spirits tingled at her ears. The Sight, she had decided, was a curse to those who had no guidance; how could one listen to spirits forever? They were restless, and they kept her the same. She had been improving in her control of the visions and listening to the spirits, and most of her clanmates were none the wiser. But, being isolated other than a few visits from Percy kept her terribly, terribly bored.


    "If you see the wonder of a fairy tale,"


    On one of the days she felt well enough to come out, she noticed that some of the lesser-used staircases and hallways in the Gaia tree had been neglected and left dirty by the paws and claws of the passersby. As one of those halls was the one right outside her bedroom door, it didn't take her long to get to work. Figuring that it was better for her to keep busy than continuing to shut herself out, the white she-cat got to cleaning, scrubbing, and singing quietly - only, without her knowledge, her voice carried gently through the halls of the Gaia tree.


    "I believe in angels, something good in everything I see," the feline hummed pleasantly, using the cloth she'd found and wetting it in a bucket of water to scrub up a particular dirty spot. For those with The Sight who peeked out to see who was causing the warble throughout the tree, they could see the tree's wisps dancing around to the tune of Dandelionfluff's voice. And the white she-cat was none the wiser, busy at work.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    The idea that he was damaging himself by opening up, even a little bit, would have been ridiculous to Dandelionfluff - emotions were meant to be shared, not bottled up shamefully like prisoners in the mind. Kindness was a necessity of life, one that her mother had taught her, and one that she would have thought the boy was lacking.


    Dandelionfluff did look up and catch his frown, finding it to be replicated on her own face for a moment - of course. She was a burden at this point to him. How could she possibly forget? She was a single speck in the entire universe, and Percy knew that as well as she did. It was his duty as a Sanctuarian to protect his clanmates. The action was nothing more than his moral duty to himself, not to anyone else. But was she overthinking it, oversimplifying it? Her head still hurt, and whispers started to sound in her ears once more.


    His forced smile made the situation no better as she looked back up, offering him a half-hearted smirk. "No, I'll be alright. Sorry for, um, bothering you, I suppose. Thanks again," she nodded quickly, the white feline eager to escape into her room and away from his gaze.


    She slipped back inside and felt like weights had tied themselves onto her paws. Her head hurt, her body hurt, and her heart hurt, and she didn't know why. Everything was confusing; these new powers she possessed didn't make any sense. These odd feelings that Percy had ignited in her made the situation even worse.


    Dandelionfluff curled into her pillow bed, looked out of the window towards the Limpid Lake, and sobbed.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    Dandelionfluff didn't know anything about The Cartel, nor what a narcotic was, but she was excited nonetheless. After all, her goal was to travel and learn about as many places as possible; parties were as good of an opportunity as any to gain more knowledge of the world around her. "Ah, I suppose I'll go," the white she-cat hummed in response, padding up towards Fireghost and the Cartel visitor. "Don't mind if I tag along with you, Fireghost?" Dandelion asked with a grin.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    Grave's smacking of the water had caused her to flinch in the slightest, but she watched the last of the fish wiggle away under the water just as Dethronedking mentioned it. Ah, he was right - but it always took practice to catch fish, it didn't matter who you were.


    Dandelionfluff hid a soft smile; now they were swimming? It couldn't be worse for the she-cat and her long fur. Still, if everyone else was doing it, she wouldn't refuse. With a chuckle, she dipped a paw into the water and nodded towards the others. "Well, come on, I'm not going in by myself!"

    As soon as her paw touched the water, however, Dandelionfluff flinched and pulled back - her mind had been caught by the spirits in the lake. Quieter during the day, but still very much present.


    "when you're fast asleep"

    ・゚ ✦ ° "A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES"

    The white she-cat flinched backwards as the sticker was pressed to her forehead, but she smiled at Fireghost's everpresent optimism. They were definitely fun to be around, no doubt about it. At least, she mused internally, they were avoiding Limpid Lake. She had never gone out to Cinnabar Lake, and knew little about it; perhaps it would be a fun journey!


    But how mistaken she was - the scents made her sick to her stomach as they approached the diseased and dying prey items. "Isn't there something we can do to keep it from spreading? Maybe - oh, stars - maybe burning these prey items, or getting rid of them in some other way. So other animals don't try to feed on them," she suggested slowly, having to cover her nose with a dainty paw to ward the smells away. One look at the lake sent shivers down her spine; why weren't the spirits of the Gaia tree able to ward away this sickness?


    "when you're fast asleep"