{{in my F I E L D of paper F L O W E R S}}

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In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me

The moon had long since risen over the horizon, the half-filled sphere illuminating the rolling fields below it. Fireflies flashed in various places, their bright yellow lights littering the expanse. Dew had begun to fall, causing the tips of the soft, tall grass to glitter in the moonlight. A gentle breeze was soundlessly gliding through, whispering as it got caught in between the long stalks of grass. The fields were bathed in moonlight; they looked almost white. Night-time birds danced through the sky, tiny fragments of shadow falling down below them. It was a truly beautiful scene, no busy day goers were around to disturb it. All was peaceful, serene, silent, and amazing.

In one of the more worn areas, a small figure rested, curled up into a ball as white as the moonlight. If you looked close enough, you could see the slow, hardly noticeable rise and fall of her chest. Her eyes were closed and she looked untroubled and bliss. Oh, the lies. The tip of her tail twitched slightly as she roamed the magical lands of her dream world, where butterflies and nothing but kind souls were located. Oh, if only. Melodywarp was walking down a shady path, located in a night with no moon or stars. That seemed like an omen to her, an omen from StarClan. She could hardly see; thankfully, she was a cat, and cats could see in the dark. She spotted a shadow ahead and narrowed her eyes, trying to figure out what it was. It looked like a cat, but didn't smell like one. It smelled sort of like a badger, but the scent was more soft and not as rancid. She cautiously stepped toward it, her muscles tensing. The figure turned violently, leaping in a rage of snarls, teeth, and claws.

Melodywarp's eyes shot open and she muffled a scream, her breath coming in ragged pants. Her body was quivering and moist with sweat. She could tell fear-scent was rolling off of her in waves, but she soothed her mind. She knew that it was only a nightmare. She rarely slept anymore because of them. They haunted her every single night, and she barely got enough sleep to continue on. Alas, she had learned to deal with it. No one knew nor noticed her lack of sleep for she kept it hidden, carrying on even when it was nearly impossible. Oh, what a troubled mind. She sat upright slowly, her body still shaking slightly. With one last look around her, she stood, her knees wobbling at first. She drew in a steadying breath and stepped forward, her senses fully alert for any prey. She heard the quiet scuffling of a mouse, turning slowly to see the small brown creature snuffling a few fox-lengths away. It held a large seed between its tiny paws. She turned carefully, lowering down into the traditional crouch. She wriggled before setting off, successfully wrapping her paws around the tiny body. Its tiny squeal was abruptly cut off as she leaned in and clamped down on its neck, her brilliant amber eyes gleaming with triumph. Success.

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light

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[Sunrise.]

Beautiful post. I probably can't match it right now, I don't have much time ^^
I thought you needed somebody to RP with, and seeing as my only cat Mothpaw is stuck in her own post right now (with no one replying), I thought I could have some fun with Hawkstar, hope you don't mind! (Hawkstar is the past leader of AirClan)

It had been awhile. Even though he couldn't exactly feel the real sensation of the soft grass sweeping around his paws, his mind made it come to life. The last time the tom had traveled to the Moonlight Fields was a few nights before the sickness took him away from everything he had ever known. The tomcat wasn't thinking about that now though, the only thing he was thinking about was the moment he was being able to experience. Thank the powers in StarClan for granting him this small, unlikely adventure. Not too many StarClan cats got to visit the earth again, not to many at all.

The tabby knew his time was limited though. It could be any second that he would find himself in his moss covered bed back in the sky. Any time now... He kept walking forward though, through the grass and finally into the a area padded down by many paws. An area where AirClan cats loved to go. This was the same place where he had taken Snowsecrets. Thinking of his mate made him think of his daughter, Mothpaw, whom he had never met. What he would give to see her face-to-face down on earth.

But what he saw was not Mothpaw at all, instead he saw the back of another cat. White in color, it took Hawkstar a second to figure out who this was stalking the mouse, but what he stepped to the side to reposition himself and get a better veiw, he recognized Melodywarp. The last time he had seen the she-cat was when she was Melodypaw, 8 moons ago. Hawkstar hadn't had a very special relationship with the she-cat, just a normal one that he had had with most of the other clan cats. That didn't make a difference though, he was still overwhelmed with emotion to see an old clan mate right there in front of him.

He said nothing, his yellow eyes glazed with sadness, and excitement, and maybe a hint of guilt. He figured she would see him soon, if she could see him at all -- which he expected she would be able too. If she just turned a bit more to the side, he would be in full veiw. His brown tabby coat shimmering with a slick layer of what he called StarClan dust. He stood there, his paws doing their best to actually grip the ground, and waited to see if she would notice before his time was up and he was taken back to where the dead clan cats belonged.

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