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Fawn
October 3rd, 2016, 11:47 PM
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Octavia
November 21st, 2016, 03:25 PM
Skyepaw found her eyes flickering open, it was light out, surely she had overslept! It was still hard transitioning towards being a responsible cat of her clan. The she-cat couldn't help but remind herself she wasn't born in Skyclan but had been rescued into the clan by the kindness of the clan itself. She couldn't remember who it was that had even saved her. She tried not to worry about it, that's all the cats around her seemed to say, but she still couldn't help but compare herself to how the others acted.

In the midst of it all the apprentice stumbled over her friend Mistypaw, tumbling head over paws onto the ground, her mewls of protest muffled by said friends bedding. "Ack! Sorry about that, thought I was late!" Skyepaw managed to mumble out, embarrassed.

Derpple and Ashie
November 21st, 2016, 03:41 PM
Mistypaw rolled onto her side, still adjusting to the clan life as well, and gave a soft 'wha?' as she woke up. She blinked pale green eyes up at her friend, and then huffed in further confusion. "I don't wanna," she muttered as she rolled onto her other side, closing her eyes to catch a few more minutes of sleep before her mind caught up with what she'd seen and heard. Jumping up in alarm, Mistypaw looked about the den nervously. "Uh, what time is it? Don't tell me we both missed our first lessons!" She meowed quickly, hardly even taking a moment to breathe before she was grooming down her scruffy pelt. "Oh if we did our mentors are going to make us do the worst thing possible!"

Octavia
November 21st, 2016, 04:06 PM
Derpple and Ashie

Skyepaw couldn't help but widen her eyes as she started to let those fears she had quashed rise up again, busying herself to start hastily grooming her fur, trying to make sure all the moss was gone. "I-I I dunno! I don't remember when they said that the first lesson would be!" The squeaky cries of near panic were all she could muster before starting to move towards the exit of the den, bumping head first into the wall in her haste. "Ow!"

Derpple and Ashie
November 21st, 2016, 04:30 PM
Derpple and Ashie

Skyepaw couldn't help but widen her eyes as she started to let those fears she had quashed rise up again, busying herself to start hastily grooming her fur, trying to make sure all the moss was gone. "I-I I dunno! I don't remember when they said that the first lesson would be!" The squeaky cries of near panic were all she could muster before starting to move towards the exit of the den, bumping head first into the wall in her haste. "Ow!"

Mistypaw shook in horror, and started after her friend, hopeful that their mentors would be forgiving if they had been late!>

Asikari
December 29th, 2016, 10:43 PM
Asikari walked into the den. She hid her dragon wings under the cloak she wore. She looked around, trying to find someone to help her become a Medicine Cat Apprentice.

doghouse
March 5th, 2017, 09:00 PM
Shadepaw slipped silently into the apprentices' den, glad to be out of the cold. Despite how cloudy the sky was, patches of sunlight still filtered through, and whenever she spent long in the sun, her skin always grew red and sore. Flicking her ears, the white furred molly sat down, looking around with pale blue hues, centered by red pupils. Her eyes danced with mischief. She felt as though she had to be doing something, but looking outside, the apprentice wondered if she should wait until dusk. That was the safest time for her, anyways, she'd been up all night every night for every moon that had followed her apprenticeship ceremony.

Pausing, she flattened her ears, then collapsed sideways in her nest, heaving a sigh and closing her eyes for a moment. Then she held her paws over her muzzle, narrowing her unusual eyes to no more than blackish red and pale, icy blue slits. Grunting, the bored apprentice sat up, then looked about, wondering iif perhaps somebody would want to have some fun with her.

KitKat12

The Mad Katter
March 5th, 2017, 09:10 PM
Shadepaw slipped silently into the apprentices' den, glad to be out of the cold. Despite how cloudy the sky was, patches of sunlight still filtered through, and whenever she spent long in the sun, her skin always grew red and sore. Flicking her ears, the white furred molly sat down, looking around with pale blue hues, centered by red pupils. Her eyes danced with mischief. She felt as though she had to be doing something, but looking outside, the apprentice wondered if she should wait until dusk. That was the safest time for her, anyways, she'd been up all night every night for every moon that had followed her apprenticeship ceremony.

Pausing, she flattened her ears, then collapsed sideways in her nest, heaving a sigh and closing her eyes for a moment. Then she held her paws over her muzzle, narrowing her unusual eyes to no more than blackish red and pale, icy blue slits. Grunting, the bored apprentice sat up, then looked about, wondering iif perhaps somebody would want to have some fun with her.

KitKat12
Ivypaw slept in her nest, soundly sleeping. She was dreaming about a white butterfly. It was dark, just before dawn, and she was chasing the butterfly. She hadn't stopped to wonder why a butterfly would be out at this time, but, then again, it was a dream. Ivypaw continued chasing the glowing white insect, not having this much fun since she was a kit. The butterfly landed and Ivypaw giggled, narrowing her eyes. Finally, she thought. I can catch it. She crouched, preparing to leap, when the sun's rays extended across the world and lit up the sky, beginning the morning. The butterfly vanished in a cloud of smoke and Ivypaw blinked, sitting up in her nest. She looked around her den, a little disappointed that she hadn't caught the butterfly. Her blue eyes landed on a white figure in the den. "Hello, Shadepaw!" She mewed cheerfully, shaking her pelt to dislodge any stray pieces of moss. "What are you up to today?" She asked, wondering if Shadepaw had any plans. Maybe they could do something. To be honest, now that she had waken up, the grey she-cat was slightly bored already.

doghouse
March 5th, 2017, 09:32 PM
Ivypaw slept in her nest, soundly sleeping. She was dreaming about a white butterfly. It was dark, just before dawn, and she was chasing the butterfly. She hadn't stopped to wonder why a butterfly would be out at this time, but, then again, it was a dream. Ivypaw continued chasing the glowing white insect, not having this much fun since she was a kit. The butterfly landed and Ivypaw giggled, narrowing her eyes. Finally, she thought. I can catch it. She crouched, preparing to leap, when the sun's rays extended across the world and lit up the sky, beginning the morning. The butterfly vanished in a cloud of smoke and Ivypaw blinked, sitting up in her nest. She looked around her den, a little disappointed that she hadn't caught the butterfly. Her blue eyes landed on a white figure in the den. "Hello, Shadepaw!" She mewed cheerfully, shaking her pelt to dislodge any stray pieces of moss. "What are you up to today?" She asked, wondering if Shadepaw had any plans. Maybe they could do something. To be honest, now that she had waken up, the grey she-cat was slightly bored already.
Shadepaw heard someone call her name and blinked, wondering if she was simply hearing things, then she saw that it was Ivypaw. Climbing to her paws, the white apprentice yawned, revealing her pink tongue and gums, along with sharp, pointy teeth. She climbed to her paws, tilting her head. “Well, I was going to rest, but ah … I'm too bored and restless. Did you have any plans?” she inquired, wondering for a moment if today would be any cloudier than yesterday. Shadepaw hoped so, as she hated sunny days, despite what others thought. She didn't care what others thought, and she raised one paw, licking it and drawing it over her ears. “And then I was going to… explore. ” she added thoughtfully, her tone slightly hesitant, but it quickly vanished as she gazed at Ivypaw, waiting for a response.

The Mad Katter
March 6th, 2017, 06:42 AM
Shadepaw heard someone call her name and blinked, wondering if she was simply hearing things, then she saw that it was Ivypaw. Climbing to her paws, the white apprentice yawned, revealing her pink tongue and gums, along with sharp, pointy teeth. She climbed to her paws, tilting her head. “Well, I was going to rest, but ah … I'm too bored and restless. Did you have any plans?” she inquired, wondering for a moment if today would be any cloudier than yesterday. Shadepaw hoped so, as she hated sunny days, despite what others thought. She didn't care what others thought, and she raised one paw, licking it and drawing it over her ears. “And then I was going to… explore. ” she added thoughtfully, her tone slightly hesitant, but it quickly vanished as she gazed at Ivypaw, waiting for a response.
"I don't have anything I need to do," Ivypaw frowned a moment, thinking. "At least, I don't think so...." she trailed off, deep in thought, only to bounce back again. "But, oh well! I'll do whatever you want to do!" The things Shadepaw could do were limited, and Ivypaw knew that. She just didn't know the full extent of what her friend could and couldn't do. Because of that, Ivypaw lets Shadepaw pick most of their activities. The grey apprentice flicked her ears and shook her pelt one more time. Finally satisfied, Ivypaw hopped out of her nest and trotted up to Shadepaw, ready for any adventure she cared to take them on.

doghouse
March 6th, 2017, 11:14 AM
"I don't have anything I need to do," Ivypaw frowned a moment, thinking. "At least, I don't think so...." she trailed off, deep in thought, only to bounce back again. "But, oh well! I'll do whatever you want to do!" The things Shadepaw could do were limited, and Ivypaw knew that. She just didn't know the full extent of what her friend could and couldn't do. Because of that, Ivypaw lets Shadepaw pick most of their activities. The grey apprentice flicked her ears and shook her pelt one more time. Finally satisfied, Ivypaw hopped out of her nest and trotted up to Shadepaw, ready for any adventure she cared to take them on.
Shadepaw jumped to her paws, her eyes wide with sudden excitement. She'd just had an excellent idea, and couldn't wait to tell Ivypaw, but still, she hesitated, wondering if Ivypaw would like the plan as much as she did. Ducking her head, she gave her white chest fur a few quick, embarrassed licks with her tongue. “Does exploring the territory sound good?” she asked, her tail tip twitching. She wanted to explore the dark bits on the territory, even if getting there would mean hopping from tree shadow to tree shadow to keep from getting burned by the sunlight. She tilted her head expectantly, wondering if Ivypaw either liked the idea or had a better one.

The Mad Katter
March 6th, 2017, 11:28 AM
Shadepaw jumped to her paws, her eyes wide with sudden excitement. She'd just had an excellent idea, and couldn't wait to tell Ivypaw, but still, she hesitated, wondering if Ivypaw would like the plan as much as she did. Ducking her head, she gave her white chest fur a few quick, embarrassed licks with her tongue. “Does exploring the territory sound good?” she asked, her tail tip twitching. She wanted to explore the dark bits on the territory, even if getting there would mean hopping from tree shadow to tree shadow to keep from getting burned by the sunlight. She tilted her head expectantly, wondering if Ivypaw either liked the idea or had a better one.
(I had to make a duplicate of Ivypaw so we can't exactly go into the territory)
"Hmmm," Ivypaw scrunched up her nose. Exploring the territory sounded fun, especially with Shadepaw, who always seemed to have a trick up her..fur?(Idk) However, Ivypaw knew of something even better. She narrowed her eyes. "How about we go somewhere better, like twolegplace," she suggested. Sensing the looming disagreement, she quickly added, "It has lots of shadows for us to hide in, and how aggressive can kittypets be, anyway? All they do is sit around and eat that kittypet slop," Ivypaw wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Give me a mouse anyday." Looking at Shadepaw hopefully she added one last bit of information. "Besides, we'll be back before anyone notices we're gone, and if someone does question us, we can hunt on our way back, that way we provide the Clan with food as well," she finished with a little hop and kit eyes, desperately hoping Shadepaw would agree. She had given some good points, and Ivypaw hated to be declined after she had worked so hard trying to convince someone of something. "Please?" she begged, more like a kit than an apprentice.

doghouse
March 7th, 2017, 07:22 AM
(I had to make a duplicate of Ivypaw so we can't exactly go into the territory)
"Hmmm," Ivypaw scrunched up her nose. Exploring the territory sounded fun, especially with Shadepaw, who always seemed to have a trick up her..fur?(Idk) However, Ivypaw knew of something even better. She narrowed her eyes. "How about we go somewhere better, like twolegplace," she suggested. Sensing the looming disagreement, she quickly added, "It has lots of shadows for us to hide in, and how aggressive can kittypets be, anyway? All they do is sit around and eat that kittypet slop," Ivypaw wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Give me a mouse anyday." Looking at Shadepaw hopefully she added one last bit of information. "Besides, we'll be back before anyone notices we're gone, and if someone does question us, we can hunt on our way back, that way we provide the Clan with food as well," she finished with a little hop and kit eyes, desperately hoping Shadepaw would agree. She had given some good points, and Ivypaw hated to be declined after she had worked so hard trying to convince someone of something. "Please?" she begged, more like a kit than an apprentice.
Shadepaw's hues lit up, but she otherwise his her excitement, curious to see how far Ivypaw was going to take it in an attempt to convince her to agree. Wrapping her tail around her paws, she listened indifferently to Ivypaw's kit-like begging, waiting until she was finished before bouncing up, her fur on end. “I was gonna agree with ya the entire time you mouse-brain.” she laughed, giving her friend a light shove in the shoulder to prove that that had been a playful insult and not a mean one. She wondered what TwolegPlace looked like, as she'd never actually been there, and the elders' descriptions all varied, and Shadepaw couldn't tell who's description was to most accurate. A faint grin appeared on her maw, and she looked around to make sure nobody was listening in on their conversation. She did not want to get in trouble for this, although, she supposed that even if she was caught, it wouldn't change anyone's view on her. Almost everybody thinks she's a liar.

The Mad Katter
March 7th, 2017, 02:18 PM
Shadepaw's hues lit up, but she otherwise his her excitement, curious to see how far Ivypaw was going to take it in an attempt to convince her to agree. Wrapping her tail around her paws, she listened indifferently to Ivypaw's kit-like begging, waiting until she was finished before bouncing up, her fur on end. “I was gonna agree with ya the entire time you mouse-brain.” she laughed, giving her friend a light shove in the shoulder to prove that that had been a playful insult and not a mean one. She wondered what TwolegPlace looked like, as she'd never actually been there, and the elders' descriptions all varied, and Shadepaw couldn't tell who's description was to most accurate. A faint grin appeared on her maw, and she looked around to make sure nobody was listening in on their conversation. She did not want to get in trouble for this, although, she supposed that even if she was caught, it wouldn't change anyone's view on her. Almost everybody thinks she's a liar.
Ivypaw gave a little hop. "Yay!" She cheered. Even though Ivypaw was far from immature, she still acted childish sometimes. She was filled with excitement at the prospect of such an adventure and couldn't wait to get going. "Let's go," she yowled, leaping into the air with her powerful hind legs. When she landed on the ground, she looked at Shadepaw with an apology in her eyes. "Sorry," she whispered, remembering that they needed to keep quiet. Although she had not eaten yet, she could feel no hunger, for her adrenaline filled her. "Let's go," she whispered again, this time quietly. With exaggeration, she crept to the entrance of the den and peeked out, looking for warriors.

doghouse
March 7th, 2017, 02:40 PM
Ivypaw gave a little hop. "Yay!" She cheered. Even though Ivypaw was far from immature, she still acted childish sometimes. She was filled with excitement at the prospect of such an adventure and couldn't wait to get going. "Let's go," she yowled, leaping into the air with her powerful hind legs. When she landed on the ground, she looked at Shadepaw with an apology in her eyes. "Sorry," she whispered, remembering that they needed to keep quiet. Although she had not eaten yet, she could feel no hunger, for her adrenaline filled her. "Let's go," she whispered again, this time quietly. With exaggeration, she crept to the entrance of the den and peeked out, looking for warriors.
Shadepaw flattened her ears, biting her tongue to avoid saying something she knew she would regret, as it would likely cost her Ivypaw's friendship. When Ivypaw apologized, she nodded, slightly amused by the other apprentice's antics. Swiping her tongue over her maw, clearing the sharp, metallic taste of blood from her mouth, as she'd bit down on her tongue harder than she'd realized and blood filled her mouth slightly. Sighing, she followed her friend, peering out of the den with eyes narrowed to avoid looking at the sunlight which streamed into the den. She glanced around, the pulled her head back in, blinking and shaking her head to clear the flashing afterimages left branded into her vision by the light. “I have a better idea.” she said, sitting down. “Instead of rushing out of camp, let's look like we're supposed to be leaving camp. If we're questioned,” she doubted they would be, but stated this anyways, “then we'll tell them that we're going to fetch fresh bedding for the nursery.” she explained, the tip of her slender white tail twitching to and fro as she spoke, hoping that Ivypaw had no problem with lying.

The Mad Katter
March 7th, 2017, 03:20 PM
Shadepaw flattened her ears, biting her tongue to avoid saying something she knew she would regret, as it would likely cost her Ivypaw's friendship. When Ivypaw apologized, she nodded, slightly amused by the other apprentice's antics. Swiping her tongue over her maw, clearing the sharp, metallic taste of blood from her mouth, as she'd bit down on her tongue harder than she'd realized and blood filled her mouth slightly. Sighing, she followed her friend, peering out of the den with eyes narrowed to avoid looking at the sunlight which streamed into the den. She glanced around, the pulled her head back in, blinking and shaking her head to clear the flashing afterimages left branded into her vision by the light. “I have a better idea.” she said, sitting down. “Instead of rushing out of camp, let's look like we're supposed to be leaving camp. If we're questioned,” she doubted they would be, but stated this anyways, “then we'll tell them that we're going to fetch fresh bedding for the nursery.” she explained, the tip of her slender white tail twitching to and fro as she spoke, hoping that Ivypaw had no problem with lying.
Ivypaw tilted her head, considering this plan. It was good, but she could find a few problems. "We could say that, but don't you think that a better lie would be that we're going out hunting? Because we are probably going to be out for awhile, and gathering moss doesn't take that long at all," Ivypaw flattened her ears and lowered her tail after saying this, over thinking like always and thinking that she sounded controlling. That was Ivypaw's problem. She tends to be bossy and controlling, but she doesn't mean to. She just thinks she has better ideas and likes to share them and try to make her idea the idea used. Her head lowered and she looked up at Shadepaw through her eyelashes, asking for forgiveness, if there was anything to forgive that is. Ivypaw also tended to be dramatic, making a situation seem worse than it actually was. Her breathing became shallow as she waited in tense anticipation for Shadepaw's reply, hoping it wasn't too bad.

doghouse
March 7th, 2017, 09:29 PM
Ivypaw tilted her head, considering this plan. It was good, but she could find a few problems. "We could say that, but don't you think that a better lie would be that we're going out hunting? Because we are probably going to be out for awhile, and gathering moss doesn't take that long at all," Ivypaw flattened her ears and lowered her tail after saying this, over thinking like always and thinking that she sounded controlling. That was Ivypaw's problem. She tends to be bossy and controlling, but she doesn't mean to. She just thinks she has better ideas and likes to share them and try to make her idea the idea used. Her head lowered and she looked up at Shadepaw through her eyelashes, asking for forgiveness, if there was anything to forgive that is. Ivypaw also tended to be dramatic, making a situation seem worse than it actually was. Her breathing became shallow as she waited in tense anticipation for Shadepaw's reply, hoping it wasn't too bad.
Shadepaw nodded, then raised one paw. “That's true to some extent, but, I see a small problem in that. We must hunt only on either the way to the border or after we're almost back, or else the prey may smell of TwolegPlace, or other strange scents.” she said, then, pleased with the plan, she rose, her white fur flashing in the pale sunlight that filtered into the den. She hoped it was blocked by clouds just a little, or it could more easily harm her. She gave an odd bowing motion with her head, then held her tail high. She was grateful to Ivypaw for pointing out those problems, but her pride was too much for her to be able to easily admit that, so she gave a simple and barely noticeable nod of appreciation. “Shall we go?” she asked, her snow colored pelt bristling with anticipation and excitement, but she kept her face stony and and her movements subdued and slight weary. She didn't want anyone noticing her mischievous grin and obvious excitement as she usually displayed when up to something, but instead gave off an air of reluctance and displeasure. Then, without awaiting for Ivypaw's response, she padded out of the den, sticking close to the cold shadows.

The Mad Katter
March 10th, 2017, 07:17 PM
Shadepaw nodded, then raised one paw. “That's true to some extent, but, I see a small problem in that. We must hunt only on either the way to the border or after we're almost back, or else the prey may smell of TwolegPlace, or other strange scents.” she said, then, pleased with the plan, she rose, her white fur flashing in the pale sunlight that filtered into the den. She hoped it was blocked by clouds just a little, or it could more easily harm her. She gave an odd bowing motion with her head, then held her tail high. She was grateful to Ivypaw for pointing out those problems, but her pride was too much for her to be able to easily admit that, so she gave a simple and barely noticeable nod of appreciation. “Shall we go?” she asked, her snow colored pelt bristling with anticipation and excitement, but she kept her face stony and and her movements subdued and slight weary. She didn't want anyone noticing her mischievous grin and obvious excitement as she usually displayed when up to something, but instead gave off an air of reluctance and displeasure. Then, without awaiting for Ivypaw's response, she padded out of the den, sticking close to the cold shadows.
Ivypaw nodded, rising up from her slight crouch, grateful that Shadepaw wasn't mad at her slightly bossy tone. Following her friend out of the apprentices den, words at the tip of her tongue begged her to tell Shadepaw what she thought they should do, but for now she let Shadepaw take the lead, walking beside her to hopefully block out some of the sun from hitting her pelt. And so, she followed the white she-cat, praying to Starclan that they didn't get caught.
(Post in camp first or skip to territory?)

lone
August 10th, 2017, 05:12 PM
A black Maine Coon entered the apprentice's den, his lantern-yellow eyes gleaming in the dark. His paws fell softly on the ground as he made his way towards his nest - the day had been a long one. A long day that the tom was not planning on having a repeat of. Hard work was not something that Nightpaw was afraid of, but long days? He didn't like those whatsoever. Mainly because they seemed to hint towards soreness and exhuastion the next day, which might keep the black tom from giving it his all. As his eyes adjusted from outside to inside, he could see the various cats who were hanging out in here. At the end of the day, it was quite a good place to gather. That or the clearing, and Nightpaw appreciated both. Right now all he wanted to do was sit and be alone. Without his annoying brother or those crummy apprentices who had been bothering him lately - Nightpaw was glad of the alone time. His yellow eyes gleamed once more, their lantern-like appearance eerie among the quiet chatter of the other apprentices. He remained silent. No effort to join the conversation was made by the tom, and he seemed to like it that way.

Nightpaw wasn't really one to engage others in conversation. He never had been. He was more of the 'snap at others to go away' type then a really friendly type. Slowly, the large feline lowered his head to groom his thick fur. His ears were still up and alert, waiting for anyone to approach him. The nests beside his were vacant... Nightpaw wasn't sure who they belonged to because frankly, he had never cared enough to take a look at the other cats in the Clan. They were useless to him. Everyone but Foxpaw, and the ginger tom was quickly becoming annoying as well. Nightpaw wasn't a fan of the other cat. Sharp yellow eyes glanced up at the other cats for a moment, before he returned to what he was doing. Strong, determined licks quickly cleaned his fur and he stopped after a moment to stretch out. The tom was getting bigger every moon, and his nest was almost too small for him now. In another three or four moons... he would be a warrior. A strong warrior. A warrior that others would fear, and those who had been mean to him in his kithood and apprenticehood? They would pay. They would all pay. They would be very, very sorry for what they had done to him.

meraki

meraki
August 12th, 2017, 06:30 PM
A black Maine Coon entered the apprentice's den, his lantern-yellow eyes gleaming in the dark. His paws fell softly on the ground as he made his way towards his nest - the day had been a long one. A long day that the tom was not planning on having a repeat of. Hard work was not something that Nightpaw was afraid of, but long days? He didn't like those whatsoever. Mainly because they seemed to hint towards soreness and exhuastion the next day, which might keep the black tom from giving it his all. As his eyes adjusted from outside to inside, he could see the various cats who were hanging out in here. At the end of the day, it was quite a good place to gather. That or the clearing, and Nightpaw appreciated both. Right now all he wanted to do was sit and be alone. Without his annoying brother or those crummy apprentices who had been bothering him lately - Nightpaw was glad of the alone time. His yellow eyes gleamed once more, their lantern-like appearance eerie among the quiet chatter of the other apprentices. He remained silent. No effort to join the conversation was made by the tom, and he seemed to like it that way.

Nightpaw wasn't really one to engage others in conversation. He never had been. He was more of the 'snap at others to go away' type then a really friendly type. Slowly, the large feline lowered his head to groom his thick fur. His ears were still up and alert, waiting for anyone to approach him. The nests beside his were vacant... Nightpaw wasn't sure who they belonged to because frankly, he had never cared enough to take a look at the other cats in the Clan. They were useless to him. Everyone but Foxpaw, and the ginger tom was quickly becoming annoying as well. Nightpaw wasn't a fan of the other cat. Sharp yellow eyes glanced up at the other cats for a moment, before he returned to what he was doing. Strong, determined licks quickly cleaned his fur and he stopped after a moment to stretch out. The tom was getting bigger every moon, and his nest was almost too small for him now. In another three or four moons... he would be a warrior. A strong warrior. A warrior that others would fear, and those who had been mean to him in his kithood and apprenticehood? They would pay. They would all pay. They would be very, very sorry for what they had done to him.

meraki

Staring out into space, the young tortoiseshell-and-white apprentice hardly even noticed the entrance of the large, black Maine Coon. Nettlepaw didn't know Nightpaw well at all- in fact,
she'd doubted he'd ever spoken to her once. Of course, that was no surprise to the mute she-cat; most avoided her. Found her 'weird', but Nettle couldn't blame them. She wasn't at all normal; she knew that for a fact. Normal cats weren't scared of everything that moved. Normal cats made friends. Normal cats talked.
But Nettle was perfectly fine without talking. She was a listener; a good listener. Though eavesdropper would be more accurate, as no one really told her much. She didn't exactly have friends, and she doubted anyone even knew her name. Nettle had been brought to the camp by a warrior who'd found her as a kit. She'd run away from abusive twolegs at a mere 3 moons old, though must have come a long way because there weren't many twoleg dwellings anywhere near the SkyClan camp.
Since then, Nettlepaw had only said one thing; her name. That was the last time she'd spoken.

But now her gaze drifted from the wall, and fell upon the Maine Coon once more, who seemed to be angrily licking his pelt while sitting in a nest that was becoming too small for the large cat. Thoughts returned to Nettlepaw's head, questions that most likely wouldn't be answered.
What is your name?
How many moons are you?
Are you excited to be a warrior?
Do you like your mentor?
Have you learned any new hunting tips?
Do you like hunting or fighting more?
Would you be my friend?

But none of those questions would ever be asked by the selectively mute she-cat, who was scared to approach a kit let alone a cat her own age. Nettlepaw's gaze fell down to her paws as she shifted awkwardly in her too-big nest, staring at the feathers and leaves that made up the cozy bed. The feathers were all different colours, some grey, some brown, some white, some black. She wondered who caught the bird who's feathers had been used to give her comfort at night. Who'd eaten that bird? Did the bird have any chicks of its' own? Had they seen things indescribable as they flew above the clouds? Or had they spent their moons quiet, silent, and never flying for fear of falling?

lone
August 13th, 2017, 11:26 PM
Staring out into space, the young tortoiseshell-and-white apprentice hardly even noticed the entrance of the large, black Maine Coon. Nettlepaw didn't know Nightpaw well at all- in fact,
she'd doubted he'd ever spoken to her once. Of course, that was no surprise to the mute she-cat; most avoided her. Found her 'weird', but Nettle couldn't blame them. She wasn't at all normal; she knew that for a fact. Normal cats weren't scared of everything that moved. Normal cats made friends. Normal cats talked.
But Nettle was perfectly fine without talking. She was a listener; a good listener. Though eavesdropper would be more accurate, as no one really told her much. She didn't exactly have friends, and she doubted anyone even knew her name. Nettle had been brought to the camp by a warrior who'd found her as a kit. She'd run away from abusive twolegs at a mere 3 moons old, though must have come a long way because there weren't many twoleg dwellings anywhere near the SkyClan camp.
Since then, Nettlepaw had only said one thing; her name. That was the last time she'd spoken.

But now her gaze drifted from the wall, and fell upon the Maine Coon once more, who seemed to be angrily licking his pelt while sitting in a nest that was becoming too small for the large cat. Thoughts returned to Nettlepaw's head, questions that most likely wouldn't be answered.
What is your name?
How many moons are you?
Are you excited to be a warrior?
Do you like your mentor?
Have you learned any new hunting tips?
Do you like hunting or fighting more?
Would you be my friend?

But none of those questions would ever be asked by the selectively mute she-cat, who was scared to approach a kit let alone a cat her own age. Nettlepaw's gaze fell down to her paws as she shifted awkwardly in her too-big nest, staring at the feathers and leaves that made up the cozy bed. The feathers were all different colours, some grey, some brown, some white, some black. She wondered who caught the bird who's feathers had been used to give her comfort at night. Who'd eaten that bird? Did the bird have any chicks of its' own? Had they seen things indescribable as they flew above the clouds? Or had they spent their moons quiet, silent, and never flying for fear of falling?
Pausing his grooming, the tom glanced up to see Nettlepaw staring at him. He had never spoken to her directly - however, he had heard stories of the partly mute cat who resided in SkyClan. Never before had he heard her say a word. And he sincerely doubted that he ever would. "What are you staring at me for?" His voice came off as accusing, although he had meant it to be a generally curious question. The tom wasn't one who spoke a ton either. So how were they supposed to have a conversation? How could they have one anyways, when Nettlepaw didn't speak? Why doesn't she talk? It was a question that was playing over and over in Nightpaw's mind. Now, one thing about the tom was that he was considered a bully. He was considered the type of cat that you would stay away from, if you had what was considered a disability. The type of cat you wouldn't want to cross paths with. "For real though, I don't even know who you are, so why are you-" Nightpaw's voice had risen to an aggressive level, and he stopped when he realized the she cat wasn't even looking at him anymore.

What had she wanted? Why had she been staring at him? He really wanted to know, but at the same time... he wasn't sure that he would ever find out. See, with a cat like Nettlepaw, or at least a cat who had her particular condition, Nightpaw was pretty sure you wouldn't be able to get much information out of them. Since Nettlepaw couldn't speak. Or, what was it... she could, but she wouldn't. Stubborn - much like Nightpaw himself, although it seemed the black tom had missed the point entirely. "I'm Nightpaw. And I'm pretty sure I've heard of you - you're that mute cat, aren't you?" Again, his voice sounded scornful. As though he were above Nettlepaw because she was mute and he wasn't. Whether she had the ability to talk or not didn't matter, because she didn't talk.

Even if she stammered, it wouldn't make the black tom feel so frustrated. He hated having things out of his control. And this was a number one thing that he couldn't control, the way that someone else talked. Or, didn't talk, rather. At least she wasn't friends with that grey idiot. It would make him furious if she decided to run off with someone like that weak apprentice... or soon to be warrior rather. Nightpaw might not have seen Azulpaw lately, but he still hated the tom with every fiber of his being. And he was certain that Nettlepaw would feel the same way if she met him. He was such a smart mouth! Perhaps if things were different, they would be friends. But if things were different, Nightpaw would be ruling the world and there wouldn't be any other clans.

He didn't like the other clans. Didn't trust them. He believed them to be sneaky and suspicious and awful. Nightpaw's yellow eyes fixed themselves on Nettlepaw, not quite thinking about whether or not she would be uncomfortable by this. Then again, rare was the occasion when the tom really thought of others. He wasn't thoughtful. The word wasn't in Nightpaw's vocabulary, and he certainly wasn't going to be thoughtful towards a cat whom he had just met... in this case, Nettlepaw. Besides, the sting of heartbreak was still fresh and it was ten times harder to try making a friend with a broken heart, wasn't it? That's what it seemed like to Nightpaw. Yes, so much could be different... but it wasn't, and the tom didn't have the energy to try and make it that way. Besides! He liked the way he was. There was nothing wrong with some arrogance now and again, was there?

No.

Absolutely not.

meraki
August 14th, 2017, 09:09 AM
Pausing his grooming, the tom glanced up to see Nettlepaw staring at him. He had never spoken to her directly - however, he had heard stories of the partly mute cat who resided in SkyClan. Never before had he heard her say a word. And he sincerely doubted that he ever would. "What are you staring at me for?" His voice came off as accusing, although he had meant it to be a generally curious question. The tom wasn't one who spoke a ton either. So how were they supposed to have a conversation? How could they have one anyways, when Nettlepaw didn't speak? Why doesn't she talk? It was a question that was playing over and over in Nightpaw's mind. Now, one thing about the tom was that he was considered a bully. He was considered the type of cat that you would stay away from, if you had what was considered a disability. The type of cat you wouldn't want to cross paths with. "For real though, I don't even know who you are, so why are you-" Nightpaw's voice had risen to an aggressive level, and he stopped when he realized the she cat wasn't even looking at him anymore.

What had she wanted? Why had she been staring at him? He really wanted to know, but at the same time... he wasn't sure that he would ever find out. See, with a cat like Nettlepaw, or at least a cat who had her particular condition, Nightpaw was pretty sure you wouldn't be able to get much information out of them. Since Nettlepaw couldn't speak. Or, what was it... she could, but she wouldn't. Stubborn - much like Nightpaw himself, although it seemed the black tom had missed the point entirely. "I'm Nightpaw. And I'm pretty sure I've heard of you - you're that mute cat, aren't you?" Again, his voice sounded scornful. As though he were above Nettlepaw because she was mute and he wasn't. Whether she had the ability to talk or not didn't matter, because she didn't talk.

Even if she stammered, it wouldn't make the black tom feel so frustrated. He hated having things out of his control. And this was a number one thing that he couldn't control, the way that someone else talked. Or, didn't talk, rather. At least she wasn't friends with that grey idiot. It would make him furious if she decided to run off with someone like that weak apprentice... or soon to be warrior rather. Nightpaw might not have seen Azulpaw lately, but he still hated the tom with every fiber of his being. And he was certain that Nettlepaw would feel the same way if she met him. He was such a smart mouth! Perhaps if things were different, they would be friends. But if things were different, Nightpaw would be ruling the world and there wouldn't be any other clans.

He didn't like the other clans. Didn't trust them. He believed them to be sneaky and suspicious and awful. Nightpaw's yellow eyes fixed themselves on Nettlepaw, not quite thinking about whether or not she would be uncomfortable by this. Then again, rare was the occasion when the tom really thought of others. He wasn't thoughtful. The word wasn't in Nightpaw's vocabulary, and he certainly wasn't going to be thoughtful towards a cat whom he had just met... in this case, Nettlepaw. Besides, the sting of heartbreak was still fresh and it was ten times harder to try making a friend with a broken heart, wasn't it? That's what it seemed like to Nightpaw. Yes, so much could be different... but it wasn't, and the tom didn't have the energy to try and make it that way. Besides! He liked the way he was. There was nothing wrong with some arrogance now and again, was there?

No.

Absolutely not.

Words- harsh words shook Nettlepaw from her thoughts on the birds. They sounded scornful, and at first, she couldn't be sure if the words were directed at her, or another. She flinched noticeably at first, her first instinct was to hide or protect herself, but Nettle quickly processed this before she could hide. The large, black cat she'd been looking at earlier must have noticed her gaze. And now he spoke.
His voice was deep and rumbling, with the potential to be very powerful. He spoke with pride and arrogance, something Nettlepaw never wore around her neck. He seemed to be annoyed with her, though it was to her surprise that he knew of her; or at least of her name and what was considered a disability.
Is that all I'll ever be? Nettlepaw, that mute cat?

It hurt. It hurt and she couldn't doubt that. He sounded angry at her, and she couldn't figure out why. The way he looked at her, like she was lower than him. Like she simply didn't "count" as a cat because of her disability. Nettlepaw knew he might not have meant it that way on purpose, and maybe he just had trouble controlling his emotions, but it didn't matter. He- of Nightpaw, as he'd introduced himself, was just like everyone else. They were confused by her, weirded out, freaked out, maybe. But now he was looking at her, and by the look in his eyes, he was annoyed. Angry, too. Nettlepaw had gotten rather good at reading cats, mainly because she had to figure everything out herself, unable to ask questions.
Why are you mad at me? She wondered
Did someone hurt you too?

Not wanting to be there too long, with this cat she didn't even know growing frustrated with her, Nettlepaw got to her paws. She was noticeably smaller than most cats her age, thinner too. She cast a glance over at Nightpaw one last time, her expression exhausted, fed up, and hurt. Nettlepaw then turned and padded out of the apprentices' den, and into the grassy clearing.

(sorry it's so short! shall we move to the clearing?)

Burnpaw
August 23rd, 2017, 09:15 PM
Festerpaw curled up miserably. I hate everything. She sniffed angrily and narrowed her eyes. She'd noticed that she wasn't very popular with any cats ever... But it was still hard for her to be this age without any friends. Sure she was ill tempered, and not very good at anything but fighting, (and even she admitted that she was an ugly cat), but she still deserved to be treated like she was a cat... Right? Then and there she thought about how much she despised her family. Her father had been some unknown rogue, her mother had gotten rid of her because she was a mistake, and her brother Adderpaw forgot she existed. She'd seen him at the last gathering,
flirting with every she cat near his age group because he was handsome and charismatic and could get away with it. She hated him. Of course mother didn't get rid of him, he was too perfect! He'd been blessed to be good at everything while she was cursed to be terrible at it all! She put her scraggly tail over her paws and glared at the wall, wishing she'd never been born..

Tundra
September 17th, 2017, 12:31 PM
Goldenpaw stood outside the entrance of the Apprentice den.
She ducked and slipped inside.
"H- Hello?" The new Apprentice mewed nervously. "Is... Is anyone there?" Goldenpaw walked to an empty nest at the back of the den.
"This seems like a good spot." She purred.

[Writers Block]

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Spikes
September 17th, 2017, 05:50 PM
Currantpaw was happily nestled in the apprentice's den, looking around at the surrounding cats. She was above them, and she knew it. No one would stand up to her if she were to push any of them around, both verbally and physically, and she was perfectly comfortable with that. No one was going to get on her bad side today, unless she decided on her own.
No one... Or someone like that. The small cat stared at the new arrival, bunching up her paws as they entered, obviously not expecting to be bothered. Currantpaw took advantage of this, levering herself up and slinking over to the new cat.
"I don't think we've met. What's your name?" she questioned innocently, though stood in the way of the entrance to the den. She'd cornered the cat, and they were going to have to deal with what was next when she fired off.
"I'm Currantpaw... And you're not welcome here." She huffed, shoving into the fellow apprentice and shooting her a venomous look. The sweet and innocent cat from only a few heartbeats ago was now a bitter and confrontational enemy, just waiting for the apprentice to shove back so that she could have an excuse to push her further.
( Flameleaf )

Tundra
September 17th, 2017, 06:13 PM
Goldenpaw perked her ears at the mew. "Oh! I-I'm Goldenpaw ah!" The apprentice stumbled and fell on her side. "W-What was that for?" She mewed, looking up at the older apprentice with wide, scared eyes. "You asked for my name... And I was about to tell you..."
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Spikes
September 17th, 2017, 06:41 PM
Currantpaw huffed, rolling her eyes at the apprentice. "You know I don't care, mousebrain." She held Goldenpaw down under her paw, a triumphant smile on her face. "I don't care about your name... I care about you being here. You're not welcome," she spat, tail beginning to lash as she stared at the apprentice who still refused to move. What a coward. The clan could do without cats like her. Currantpaw would be surprised if she even became a warrior. The she-cat couldn't even bring herself to get back up when confronted.
"Look at the little kit... What, you gonna cry?" she meowed melodramatically, pressing her paw in further to the apprentice's hide. "SkyClan could do much better than you... You'll never be a warrior like this!" Currantpaw chuckled to herself, lifting her paw off of the fallen apprentice and waiting for her to get back up.
"I bet your parents are real proud of you." Her tone was sarcastic and scathing, as if she were attempting to leave wounds with her words alone. "Goldenpaw... Never growing up." She circled the apprentice as she taunted her, the onslaught of insults flowing freely from her mouth, almost naturally.
( Flameleaf )

Tundra
September 17th, 2017, 06:57 PM
Goldenpaw's eyes began to water. "N-No!" She mewed as she placed herself into a sitting position. "I... I..." She wiped her eyes with a paw. "I'll be a Warrior! You... You'll see!" The she-cat got to her paws and puffed out her chest, making an attempt to look brave.
"I-I-I bet I c-could beat you with-without trying!" Goldenpaw then fluffed her fur up. "I-I-I'll be the b-bravest Warrior ever! So leave me alone!" But inside Goldenpaw felt like a coward. She felt as if she would never make it to a Warrior like Currantpaw said. Maybe she's right... Maybe I am a coward after all...
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Spikes
September 17th, 2017, 09:16 PM
Currantpaw watched the apprentice with an amused look, watching her struggle to get to her paws was entertaining, and it just helped establish the pecking order further. Although she herself was physically rather small and meek in appearance, she was still able to knock over another apprentice of her age. Watching this unfold made her beam with pride at her own strength, despite it being a dirty trick on the other cat. "A warrior... More like a kittypet, eating mush! You should go cry to your twolegs..." She pretended to sob, covering her face with a paw and letting out soft warbling cries in an attempt to mock the weaker cat. "Face it. You could never beat me in a fight. You can't even stand properly!" The apprentice laughed, knocking into Goldenpaw's side again, though much lighter this time around. She was trying to aggravate her, not send her falling down again. She'd save that for later.
"A mouse could win in a fight with you. I want to fight someone who's more of a challenge." She turned her nose up in apparent disgust at the apprentice, turning tail and padding back over to her resting spot. She didn't hesitate to make a few faces at the apprentice on the way, either.
( Flameleaf )

Tundra
September 17th, 2017, 09:36 PM
Goldenpaw stumbled as Currantpaw gave her another shove.
"Im... Im not a Kittypet!"
She mewed quietly with her eyes watering again. "Im a Clan born apprentice!" Hurt by these words, Goldenpaw began backing toward the entrance with her ears flattened and her tail down. "I... I could easily beat a mouse in a fight..." She objected.
"Im... Im... Im very st-strong!"
The she-cat felt tears running down her face. She immediately looked down, attempting to hide her face from her bully. "N-Now leave me alone! Or I'll... I'll... I'll beat you up myself!" She meekly threatened, making another attempt to look tough.

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Thistledawn
December 2nd, 2017, 04:26 PM
Cherrypaw was lazily splayed across her nest in the apprentice's den. She was bored and left without anything to do. Actually, that wasn't quite correct. There were plenty of things for Cherrypaw to do, but she didn't feel like doing any of them. It was a strange mood for the white she-cat to be in. Her Clanmates often scolded her for bouncing off the walls. She'd be unable to count the amount of times that another cat had placed their tail over her mouth so that she'd finally just shut up. When she wasn't being annoying, she was working hard. Training, hunting, border patrols. But now, alone in the apprentice's den, Cherrypaw struggled to find the motivation to get on her paws and do something productive. Productivity aside, she couldn't find it in her to do much of anything at the moment.

Groaning, Cherrypaw flopped to the right so that she was laying on her flank. Her long whiskers brushed the floor, making her wrinkle her nose for a moment before readjusting. She blinked her blue eyes, absentmindedly gazing into the opening of the den. She tried to focus on the mews of her Clanmates, but couldn't even do that for more than a heartbeat. The apprentice was even finding it hard to focus on simple noises. She tugged on part of her nest with her claw and ripped it away, frustration getting the best of her.

What an awful feeling this is, Cherrypaw thought to herself.

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lone
December 2nd, 2017, 04:43 PM
Cherrypaw was lazily splayed across her nest in the apprentice's den. She was bored and left without anything to do. Actually, that wasn't quite correct. There were plenty of things for Cherrypaw to do, but she didn't feel like doing any of them. It was a strange mood for the white she-cat to be in. Her Clanmates often scolded her for bouncing off the walls. She'd be unable to count the amount of times that another cat had placed their tail over her mouth so that she'd finally just shut up. When she wasn't being annoying, she was working hard. Training, hunting, border patrols. But now, alone in the apprentice's den, Cherrypaw struggled to find the motivation to get on her paws and do something productive. Productivity aside, she couldn't find it in her to do much of anything at the moment.

Groaning, Cherrypaw flopped to the right so that she was laying on her flank. Her long whiskers brushed the floor, making her wrinkle her nose for a moment before readjusting. She blinked her blue eyes, absentmindedly gazing into the opening of the den. She tried to focus on the mews of her Clanmates, but couldn't even do that for more than a heartbeat. The apprentice was even finding it hard to focus on simple noises. She tugged on part of her nest with her claw and ripped it away, frustration getting the best of her.

What an awful feeling this is, Cherrypaw thought to herself.

Lonestar23
A ginger tom entered the apprentice's den, his fur groomed neatly, and his eyes sparkling with mischief. Foxpaw was often found here in the middle of the day - the mornings and early evenings were when he worked the hardest, and his mentor wasn't too dedicated to giving him a schedule, so he ended up seeking her out and reminding her about training or just training by himself, or forgetting it altogether. Anyways, Foxpaw was in here for one reason or another, and he settled into a nearby nest, making himself comfortable. The scent of the apprentice who had been here before was one of infection, fear, and discomfort. Those things overpowered the natural SkyClan scent and their own unique scent, which he could just faintly identify as something berryish. Foxpaw was uncomfortable in this nest, but it was giving him the perfect view and conversational spot for the only other cat in the den... a cat he recognized as Cherrypaw. He remembered her becoming an apprentice, and remembered thinking she was quite pretty - he'd been about nine moons old at the time. Eight or nine, it was hard for him to remember. "If it isn't our local princess. How are you, beautiful?" The tom mewed. His flirting skills could still use some work, and his voice still hadn't quite matured into a lower one (unlike his brother's, whose more masculine voice and dark, moody personality seemed to attract more she cats then repulse them) but Foxpaw was a fairly handsome cat. He was confident he could woo whoever he wanted to - though breaking someone's heart was not in the cards for Foxpaw. He had never thought he would do that. He'd never planned on getting that far before. And he was terrified that someday he would end up breaking someone's heart.

Thistledawn
December 2nd, 2017, 05:55 PM
A ginger tom entered the apprentice's den, his fur groomed neatly, and his eyes sparkling with mischief. Foxpaw was often found here in the middle of the day - the mornings and early evenings were when he worked the hardest, and his mentor wasn't too dedicated to giving him a schedule, so he ended up seeking her out and reminding her about training or just training by himself, or forgetting it altogether. Anyways, Foxpaw was in here for one reason or another, and he settled into a nearby nest, making himself comfortable. The scent of the apprentice who had been here before was one of infection, fear, and discomfort. Those things overpowered the natural SkyClan scent and their own unique scent, which he could just faintly identify as something berryish. Foxpaw was uncomfortable in this nest, but it was giving him the perfect view and conversational spot for the only other cat in the den... a cat he recognized as Cherrypaw. He remembered her becoming an apprentice, and remembered thinking she was quite pretty - he'd been about nine moons old at the time. Eight or nine, it was hard for him to remember. "If it isn't our local princess. How are you, beautiful?" The tom mewed. His flirting skills could still use some work, and his voice still hadn't quite matured into a lower one (unlike his brother's, whose more masculine voice and dark, moody personality seemed to attract more she cats then repulse them) but Foxpaw was a fairly handsome cat. He was confident he could woo whoever he wanted to - though breaking someone's heart was not in the cards for Foxpaw. He had never thought he would do that. He'd never planned on getting that far before. And he was terrified that someday he would end up breaking someone's heart.

The white she-cat looked away when she noticed Foxpaw enter the den. The apprentice tried to turn away even more when he settled into his own nest. She tried to bury her face in between her paws. She had nothing against the ginger tom, not anything that she could remember. Cherrypaw just wasn't in the mood to do anything, and she felt especially not in the mood to talk. Even so, her white ears perked up when he began to talk. She raised her head to face the tom and felt her blue eyes widen.

"Do I look like the daughter of any important cat around here?" She mewed with as much sass as she could manage. Her bad mood was definitely having a negative impact on her. Cherrypaw muttered, "I'm not a princess." Normally she'd be delighted with the word. It made her feel important and special and graceful. Right now, she wasn't feeling any of those things. "And do you always go around calling cats that you hardly know beautiful?" She tried to spit her words, but she couldn't deny that the word coming from the mouth of a handsome cat made her feel hot under her fur. She swiped a white paw over her ear to hide her face, which may have betrayed the fact that she hadn't hated what Foxpaw called her.

Cherrypaw sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. She was being ridiculous. It was unfortunate that Foxpaw had walked in on her sour mood. She was treating the tom poorly when he hadn't actually done anything wrong. She opened her eyes and blinked at the tom. "I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood." The she-cat dipped her head as she apologized. Her tone turned sweeter as she tried to carry on the conversation. "I mean- I'm fine, thanks for asking. How are you, Foxpaw?" Cherrypaw shifted in her nest so that she could better see the tom.

lone
December 2nd, 2017, 09:17 PM
The white she-cat looked away when she noticed Foxpaw enter the den. The apprentice tried to turn away even more when he settled into his own nest. She tried to bury her face in between her paws. She had nothing against the ginger tom, not anything that she could remember. Cherrypaw just wasn't in the mood to do anything, and she felt especially not in the mood to talk. Even so, her white ears perked up when he began to talk. She raised her head to face the tom and felt her blue eyes widen.

"Do I look like the daughter of any important cat around here?" She mewed with as much sass as she could manage. Her bad mood was definitely having a negative impact on her. Cherrypaw muttered, "I'm not a princess." Normally she'd be delighted with the word. It made her feel important and special and graceful. Right now, she wasn't feeling any of those things. "And do you always go around calling cats that you hardly know beautiful?" She tried to spit her words, but she couldn't deny that the word coming from the mouth of a handsome cat made her feel hot under her fur. She swiped a white paw over her ear to hide her face, which may have betrayed the fact that she hadn't hated what Foxpaw called her.

Cherrypaw sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. She was being ridiculous. It was unfortunate that Foxpaw had walked in on her sour mood. She was treating the tom poorly when he hadn't actually done anything wrong. She opened her eyes and blinked at the tom. "I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood." The she-cat dipped her head as she apologized. Her tone turned sweeter as she tried to carry on the conversation. "I mean- I'm fine, thanks for asking. How are you, Foxpaw?" Cherrypaw shifted in her nest so that she could better see the tom.
The ginger tom laughed - not even just a chuckle, but laughed at her hostile words. He had heard it all over the moons. He'd been called a 'creep,' 'stalker,' 'mouse-brain...' any rude name you could think of, he had been called that. But this was a new one. His actual flirting being challenged, and not him? Redpaw and Silverpaw had done that, but it'd been more of a 'that's a horrible line' type thing and not a 'do you always say this' type thing. "Nobody said you had to be the daughter of someone important to be a princess." Foxpaw was practically crooning the words in as silk-smooth of a tone as he could muster. It was at a medium pitch, the lowest he could go, but at least he had lost his kit fluff. All that fluff had clung onto his pelt for too long, it was about time that he grew up. And grown up he had. He was a lot more muscular now, different from the original squeaky-voiced flirty tom who ran around the clearing throwing out compliments to everyone. He now chose targets, fairly speaking.

If he liked the look of a she cat - he'd test the waters, throw out a flirty comment or two. If she rejected him, then he would flirt harder. The angrier she got, the more persistent he got. "You just have to be beautiful... smart... and important yourself. And to answer your other question, no - not everyone. Just the cats who really deserve it." By now Foxpaw had risen halfway out of the nest and was looking very much like he was about to saunter over to Cherrypaw and give her a lesson in royalty. But instead he stayed where he was, a smirk halfway on his maw in a lopsided, charming rogue kind of way. He was attempting to charm her. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't - generally it was a "hit or miss" thing that Foxpaw did his best to win at every time. As her words got sweeter, the tom purred low in his throat, trying to keep the volume of his purr down. He didn't want her accusing him of leading her on, after all.

Because that wasn't what Foxpaw was doing. If he thought Cherrypaw was pretty, he at least had some interest in her - and that interest could grow. Thinking someone was attractive was generally an opening stage to a future relationship, now wasn't it? "No need to apologize. You're quite pretty when you're angry, you know." The tom winked before she spoke again, and settled back down in his nest in a careless, leisurely fashion. "Oh, I'm doing alright. A lot better now that I have some company, though." A purr rumbled in his throat again as he once more half-rose from his nest.

Thistledawn
December 3rd, 2017, 01:32 PM
The ginger tom laughed - not even just a chuckle, but laughed at her hostile words. He had heard it all over the moons. He'd been called a 'creep,' 'stalker,' 'mouse-brain...' any rude name you could think of, he had been called that. But this was a new one. His actual flirting being challenged, and not him? Redpaw and Silverpaw had done that, but it'd been more of a 'that's a horrible line' type thing and not a 'do you always say this' type thing. "Nobody said you had to be the daughter of someone important to be a princess." Foxpaw was practically crooning the words in as silk-smooth of a tone as he could muster. It was at a medium pitch, the lowest he could go, but at least he had lost his kit fluff. All that fluff had clung onto his pelt for too long, it was about time that he grew up. And grown up he had. He was a lot more muscular now, different from the original squeaky-voiced flirty tom who ran around the clearing throwing out compliments to everyone. He now chose targets, fairly speaking.

If he liked the look of a she cat - he'd test the waters, throw out a flirty comment or two. If she rejected him, then he would flirt harder. The angrier she got, the more persistent he got. "You just have to be beautiful... smart... and important yourself. And to answer your other question, no - not everyone. Just the cats who really deserve it." By now Foxpaw had risen halfway out of the nest and was looking very much like he was about to saunter over to Cherrypaw and give her a lesson in royalty. But instead he stayed where he was, a smirk halfway on his maw in a lopsided, charming rogue kind of way. He was attempting to charm her. Maybe it would work, maybe it wouldn't - generally it was a "hit or miss" thing that Foxpaw did his best to win at every time. As her words got sweeter, the tom purred low in his throat, trying to keep the volume of his purr down. He didn't want her accusing him of leading her on, after all.

Because that wasn't what Foxpaw was doing. If he thought Cherrypaw was pretty, he at least had some interest in her - and that interest could grow. Thinking someone was attractive was generally an opening stage to a future relationship, now wasn't it? "No need to apologize. You're quite pretty when you're angry, you know." The tom winked before she spoke again, and settled back down in his nest in a careless, leisurely fashion. "Oh, I'm doing alright. A lot better now that I have some company, though." A purr rumbled in his throat again as he once more half-rose from his nest.

The younger cat scoffed. "Just those three things makes princess? Perhaps every SkyClan she-cat is a princess then. Anyways, I'm just an apprentice. I hardly mean or deserve anything." It was true. It was true to an extent at least. Apprentices, especially apprentices as young as Cherrypaw, weren't trusted to do anything. They always needed a warrior to leave camp with them and they were always being bossed around. Everyone treated Cherrypaw like she had bees in her brain. All she wanted to do was prover herself and her worth to her Clan, but it was hard to do that when she was never offered the oppurtunity. She shook those thoughts away with a shake of her head. "And how many cats do you think deserve your compliments?" Cherrypaw challenged.

She squinted her blue eyes at the ginger tom. Behavior like his was something she hadn't encountered before. Was he flirting with her? She couldn't understand why. The two apprentices had hardly talked before. The she-cat considered herself pretty. She definitely wasn't the worst looking cat around and her white fur and blue eyes made her stand out. Cherrypaw couldn't think of anything she had done that would have inspired Foxpaw's flirting. The entire conversation between the two just felt strange to Cherrypaw. Maybe he's making fun of me, she thought. Suddenly Foxpaw's compliments didn't mean as much to her.

Cherrypaw was skeptical. She rose in her own nest, trying to meet the tom's height. "I can't tell if you're trying to be a goofy furball or not. Cats aren't pretty when they're angry. Unless you think raging badger is cute." She tilted her head to the side and watched Foxpaw closely. Perhaps something he'd do would give something away. The rising from the nest, the winks, the laughing, and the purrs confused her. "I'll try to be company if that's what you want, but I don't appreciate it if you're just playing games with me." Cherrypaw felt defensive. She really did feel like a princess now. She felt like she was demanding respect from the ginger tom. Oh, StarClan, she'd lost all control her her mood today. Too many contradicting emotions swarmed throughout her head.

lone
December 6th, 2017, 09:46 AM
The younger cat scoffed. "Just those three things makes princess? Perhaps every SkyClan she-cat is a princess then. Anyways, I'm just an apprentice. I hardly mean or deserve anything." It was true. It was true to an extent at least. Apprentices, especially apprentices as young as Cherrypaw, weren't trusted to do anything. They always needed a warrior to leave camp with them and they were always being bossed around. Everyone treated Cherrypaw like she had bees in her brain. All she wanted to do was prover herself and her worth to her Clan, but it was hard to do that when she was never offered the oppurtunity. She shook those thoughts away with a shake of her head. "And how many cats do you think deserve your compliments?" Cherrypaw challenged.

She squinted her blue eyes at the ginger tom. Behavior like his was something she hadn't encountered before. Was he flirting with her? She couldn't understand why. The two apprentices had hardly talked before. The she-cat considered herself pretty. She definitely wasn't the worst looking cat around and her white fur and blue eyes made her stand out. Cherrypaw couldn't think of anything she had done that would have inspired Foxpaw's flirting. The entire conversation between the two just felt strange to Cherrypaw. Maybe he's making fun of me, she thought. Suddenly Foxpaw's compliments didn't mean as much to her.

Cherrypaw was skeptical. She rose in her own nest, trying to meet the tom's height. "I can't tell if you're trying to be a goofy furball or not. Cats aren't pretty when they're angry. Unless you think raging badger is cute." She tilted her head to the side and watched Foxpaw closely. Perhaps something he'd do would give something away. The rising from the nest, the winks, the laughing, and the purrs confused her. "I'll try to be company if that's what you want, but I don't appreciate it if you're just playing games with me." Cherrypaw felt defensive. She really did feel like a princess now. She felt like she was demanding respect from the ginger tom. Oh, StarClan, she'd lost all control her her mood today. Too many contradicting emotions swarmed throughout her head.
Cherrypaw's question made the ginger tom want to laugh again, but he managed to restrain himself - barely. After all, he wouldn't want her getting angrier then she already seemed to be - that wouldn't do at all. "Love, do they really matter right now? You have my full attention." This time he didn't purr, trying to keep his expression serious. He did want to give Cherrypaw his full attention, but to him, that was hard to do. His attention span wasn't very long, and he was lucky there was no one else currently in the den - otherwise his eyes would have, no doubt, been flickering over to them every minute or so. And if they were a she cat? Well, that was game over, no questions asked. She would be angry, especially if she had thought she had his attention.

This game was more fun when he wasn't being challenged as much - Foxpaw had to admit, Cherrypaw was already proving herself to be skeptical in these first stages of his flirty games. A skeptical cat was twice as hard to convince as anyone else, because they questioned everything.Literally everything that he'd said so far, he'd gotten a blocking comment back for. Not quite the 'swooning princess' reaction he had been hoping for. Oh well; it was still early in the day, and from the looks of things, Foxpaw had nowhere to go. "No, no... you're absolutely right. Most cats aren't pretty, but I have to say, I think you classify under the category of being attractive while angry." His eyes sparkled with victory as he practically danced in his nest. He remained sitting down, of course; it wouldn't do for Cherrypaw to see him acting too strangely. She would, most likely, think of him as creepy after that.

If she didn't already. "Goofy furball" was something else that didn't exactly fit in the category of a compliment, and he was running out of ideas. The defensive comment that came next caught him a little off guard. Sure, he knew she had a right to ask questions, but this? This was the most of a challenge he'd had in a long time. Most she cats let him have his fun. They let him do as he wished, without a bunch of questions being asked. Except for her. Foxpaw already knew this was going to be a fun journey, trying to get her to fall for him, dodging her questions - oh, he was excited now! "Company sounds just wonderful." He mewed sincerely, trying to keep the laughter from entering his voice.

It cracked a little from the strain, but he recovered quickly and even managed an expression of embarrassment. Not like it was some great feat, he was fairly embarrassed of doing so in front of the pretty cat he was trying to woo. Cherrypaw. He'd have to keep her name in mind.

oats
December 6th, 2017, 01:35 PM
kale chip<3

So, Ploverpaw had got a lot done, and when he said a lot, he’d meant a lot.

Dissappearing into nowhere? Check. Returning without a word? Double check. When he’d said he needed space (which he had said, to himself and nobody else, not even Arrowpaw,) he meant it. And it’d actually been pretty good! For about, like, a day. And then the cold set in, and he’d been shivering for Starclan knows how long, and he thought to himself, Woah, this really isn’t a joke. Being cold and hungry for a couple of moons was perfectly healthy-- Skyclan could have very well ran into a famine while he was gone, too, and nothing would have been different.

When he’d padded into camp, no-one looked very hungry. Quite the opposite, actually. And like other fourteen-moon old, he’d sulked at this fact. How could he have been so stupid? he’d asked himself. He had no mentor, and for all he knew, Arrowpaw could’ve, what. Forgotten him, asserted his sudden heterosexuality and been all over and good with the whole ‘I have anxiety and I have this special cat who I love very much because he helped me when we were little and now we’re best friends forever’ thing. Was he being overdramatic? Pshaw, of course not. These things happened, after all.

Curling tighter into himself, he feigned sleep in a particularly empty corner of the apprentices’ den. He could’ve just died here and now.

Thistledawn
December 9th, 2017, 06:27 PM
Cherrypaw's question made the ginger tom want to laugh again, but he managed to restrain himself - barely. After all, he wouldn't want her getting angrier then she already seemed to be - that wouldn't do at all. "Love, do they really matter right now? You have my full attention." This time he didn't purr, trying to keep his expression serious. He did want to give Cherrypaw his full attention, but to him, that was hard to do. His attention span wasn't very long, and he was lucky there was no one else currently in the den - otherwise his eyes would have, no doubt, been flickering over to them every minute or so. And if they were a she cat? Well, that was game over, no questions asked. She would be angry, especially if she had thought she had his attention.

This game was more fun when he wasn't being challenged as much - Foxpaw had to admit, Cherrypaw was already proving herself to be skeptical in these first stages of his flirty games. A skeptical cat was twice as hard to convince as anyone else, because they questioned everything.Literally everything that he'd said so far, he'd gotten a blocking comment back for. Not quite the 'swooning princess' reaction he had been hoping for. Oh well; it was still early in the day, and from the looks of things, Foxpaw had nowhere to go. "No, no... you're absolutely right. Most cats aren't pretty, but I have to say, I think you classify under the category of being attractive while angry." His eyes sparkled with victory as he practically danced in his nest. He remained sitting down, of course; it wouldn't do for Cherrypaw to see him acting too strangely. She would, most likely, think of him as creepy after that.

If she didn't already. "Goofy furball" was something else that didn't exactly fit in the category of a compliment, and he was running out of ideas. The defensive comment that came next caught him a little off guard. Sure, he knew she had a right to ask questions, but this? This was the most of a challenge he'd had in a long time. Most she cats let him have his fun. They let him do as he wished, without a bunch of questions being asked. Except for her. Foxpaw already knew this was going to be a fun journey, trying to get her to fall for him, dodging her questions - oh, he was excited now! "Company sounds just wonderful." He mewed sincerely, trying to keep the laughter from entering his voice.

It cracked a little from the strain, but he recovered quickly and even managed an expression of embarrassment. Not like it was some great feat, he was fairly embarrassed of doing so in front of the pretty cat he was trying to woo. Cherrypaw. He'd have to keep her name in mind.

The white furred apprentice bit back yet another sarcastic response. She hadn't asked for Foxpaw's attention. He'd willingly offered it to her. Cherrypaw didn't like how he'd acted like she'd been desperate for attention. That wasn't true. Not this time, at least. She wondered if the ginger tom may have thought that she was actually jealous. She'd just been trying to prove a point, not stir up anything. Anyways, if she actually were jealous, Foxpaw would be sure of it. Cherrypaw wasn't a cat that sit back and watch something she didn't like happen. The she-cat flexed her claws under the cover of her nest, making sure Foxpaw wouldn't see how much he was frustrating her. Her tail, however, whisked rapidly behind her.

"For your sake, I'll take that as a compliment." The blue-eyed cat mewed. She wasn't quite sure pretty was the look she wanted to go for when she was angry. Cats hardly ever took her seriously to begin with. If not even anger got other cats to understand her, then she'd never get anywhere. But at the end of the day, pretty was a compliment. Cherrypaw always believed a cat was to take a compliment no matter where they came from.

"Okay then. Company it is." She said with a firm tone. It was important that she got across that she wasn't playing games. But Foxpaw's look of embarrassment made her crack. She wasn't too good at being too serious for too long anyways. A moody cat was what she'd always been. Cherrypaw struggled to maintain one emotion for the duration of a day. She partially blamed it on other cats. If they stopped doing things to frustrate or annoy her, she'd stop getting angry and unbearable. "Anyways, you avoided my question." She teased as she tilted her head to the side. "I guess you do think badgers are cute. What would your mother think of that?" Cherrypaw meowed, faking a dramatic gasp. Her brilliant blue eyes widened and her jaws parted. She was quite the actress.

lone
December 10th, 2017, 12:33 PM
The white furred apprentice bit back yet another sarcastic response. She hadn't asked for Foxpaw's attention. He'd willingly offered it to her. Cherrypaw didn't like how he'd acted like she'd been desperate for attention. That wasn't true. Not this time, at least. She wondered if the ginger tom may have thought that she was actually jealous. She'd just been trying to prove a point, not stir up anything. Anyways, if she actually were jealous, Foxpaw would be sure of it. Cherrypaw wasn't a cat that sit back and watch something she didn't like happen. The she-cat flexed her claws under the cover of her nest, making sure Foxpaw wouldn't see how much he was frustrating her. Her tail, however, whisked rapidly behind her.

"For your sake, I'll take that as a compliment." The blue-eyed cat mewed. She wasn't quite sure pretty was the look she wanted to go for when she was angry. Cats hardly ever took her seriously to begin with. If not even anger got other cats to understand her, then she'd never get anywhere. But at the end of the day, pretty was a compliment. Cherrypaw always believed a cat was to take a compliment no matter where they came from.

"Okay then. Company it is." She said with a firm tone. It was important that she got across that she wasn't playing games. But Foxpaw's look of embarrassment made her crack. She wasn't too good at being too serious for too long anyways. A moody cat was what she'd always been. Cherrypaw struggled to maintain one emotion for the duration of a day. She partially blamed it on other cats. If they stopped doing things to frustrate or annoy her, she'd stop getting angry and unbearable. "Anyways, you avoided my question." She teased as she tilted her head to the side. "I guess you do think badgers are cute. What would your mother think of that?" Cherrypaw meowed, faking a dramatic gasp. Her brilliant blue eyes widened and her jaws parted. She was quite the actress.
"Well I meant it as a compliment, so you're welcome." Foxpaw mewed back, smirking at her just the slightest bit. He knew that she was probably frustrated with him. She cats got upset with him all the time, and he always took their angry comments in stride. Whether or not he was truly able to handle the angry comments very well was questionable, but he tried his best. He kept on flirting with them, so he supposed he did a pretty good job of remaining calm. Her accusation made him open and close his mouth without saying anything, so that he looked like a fish out of water. Foxpaw had once seen a fish out of water, flopping around like it was trying to go somewhere but never getting anywhere very fast.

He had watched it, fascinated by it's movements. He had been impressed - that was a quick-moving fish. And when the fish had eventually stopped moving, Foxpaw had gotten bored and walked away. He'd tried to bring Nightpaw to see the fish, but it had been picked clean... all that was left was a skeleton. That was once incident that Foxpaw wished he could forget, but he remembered in detail. Eventually, his mouth stopped working and he closed it while he thought of something intelligent to say that would hopefully impress her. That was what Foxpaw really wanted, to impress the she cat. So far it seemed all he had managed to do was annoy and mildly amuse her.

"Well, if every badger looked like you, they would be cute." Was what the ginger tom managed to come up with, a smirk on his maw as he glanced over her. She certainly was cute. Cute, pretty, though not quite outright beautiful/gorgeous. Those adjectives were, in his mind, only for the most drop-dead lovely of she cats. Cherrypaw did, however, certainly have the ability to be beautiful. Perhaps sometime in her later moons. Foxpaw certainly did think she was pretty or else he wouldn't have flirted with her in the first place.

Thistledawn
December 12th, 2017, 05:00 PM
"Well I meant it as a compliment, so you're welcome." Foxpaw mewed back, smirking at her just the slightest bit. He knew that she was probably frustrated with him. She cats got upset with him all the time, and he always took their angry comments in stride. Whether or not he was truly able to handle the angry comments very well was questionable, but he tried his best. He kept on flirting with them, so he supposed he did a pretty good job of remaining calm. Her accusation made him open and close his mouth without saying anything, so that he looked like a fish out of water. Foxpaw had once seen a fish out of water, flopping around like it was trying to go somewhere but never getting anywhere very fast.

He had watched it, fascinated by it's movements. He had been impressed - that was a quick-moving fish. And when the fish had eventually stopped moving, Foxpaw had gotten bored and walked away. He'd tried to bring Nightpaw to see the fish, but it had been picked clean... all that was left was a skeleton. That was once incident that Foxpaw wished he could forget, but he remembered in detail. Eventually, his mouth stopped working and he closed it while he thought of something intelligent to say that would hopefully impress her. That was what Foxpaw really wanted, to impress the she cat. So far it seemed all he had managed to do was annoy and mildly amuse her.

"Well, if every badger looked like you, they would be cute." Was what the ginger tom managed to come up with, a smirk on his maw as he glanced over her. She certainly was cute. Cute, pretty, though not quite outright beautiful/gorgeous. Those adjectives were, in his mind, only for the most drop-dead lovely of she cats. Cherrypaw did, however, certainly have the ability to be beautiful. Perhaps sometime in her later moons. Foxpaw certainly did think she was pretty or else he wouldn't have flirted with her in the first place.


The apprentice huffed, unable to find a reason to smirk back at Foxpaw. He certainly was clever and had a quick tongue. She'd let him have that, at least. It seemed that confidence radiated off of the ginger tom most of the time he spoke, something that seemed to spark Cherrypaw's interest. She had also managed to take some of that confidence from Foxpaw from the looks of it. She didn't believe he was the kind of cat to be easily embarrassed or thrown off. A small smile rose from her face. It'd felt oddly satisfying to her that she had that impact on the tom.

Cherrypaw rolled her eyes at her companion. A cute badger, she thought to herself. She thought that she should have been upset with Foxpaw. No cat, especially not Cherrypaw, wanted to be compared that big and lumbering creature. She'd never seen one herself, of course. However, she'd heard stories from queens and elders. They were big, ugly creatures that were too strong for just one cat to take on. The white apprentice imagined them with long and yellow fangs sticking out from their lips accompanied by equally long claws that could easily pierce the pelt of any cat. The she-cat heard many things about badgers, but cute was never one of those things. To her, it was ridiculous to imagine. She barely could imagine it! A small giggle escaped from the white cat. "That's mouse-brained." She mumbled with half a smile. "If badgers are cute like me, then does that mean foxes are like you, Foxpaw?" Cherrypaw tried to joke, her eyes shining with amusement.

lone
December 13th, 2017, 08:49 PM
The apprentice huffed, unable to find a reason to smirk back at Foxpaw. He certainly was clever and had a quick tongue. She'd let him have that, at least. It seemed that confidence radiated off of the ginger tom most of the time he spoke, something that seemed to spark Cherrypaw's interest. She had also managed to take some of that confidence from Foxpaw from the looks of it. She didn't believe he was the kind of cat to be easily embarrassed or thrown off. A small smile rose from her face. It'd felt oddly satisfying to her that she had that impact on the tom.

Cherrypaw rolled her eyes at her companion. A cute badger, she thought to herself. She thought that she should have been upset with Foxpaw. No cat, especially not Cherrypaw, wanted to be compared that big and lumbering creature. She'd never seen one herself, of course. However, she'd heard stories from queens and elders. They were big, ugly creatures that were too strong for just one cat to take on. The white apprentice imagined them with long and yellow fangs sticking out from their lips accompanied by equally long claws that could easily pierce the pelt of any cat. The she-cat heard many things about badgers, but cute was never one of those things. To her, it was ridiculous to imagine. She barely could imagine it! A small giggle escaped from the white cat. "That's mouse-brained." She mumbled with half a smile. "If badgers are cute like me, then does that mean foxes are like you, Foxpaw?" Cherrypaw tried to joke, her eyes shining with amusement.

The ginger tom smirked at her when she giggled, guessing that he was winning her over. Perfect! Although, he hoped he wasn't winning her over too much - breaking another cat's heart was something that the tom had never done before, and he certainly wasn't planning on starting now. He would never want to intentionally cause a clanmate pain, after all. "Only if foxes are charming, handsome, and intelligent - then yes, I believe that does make foxes like me." He mewed, with another wink in Cherrypaw's direction. There were no other apprentices in the den right now to warn her of his flirtatious nature (not that she needed warning, she seemed to be figuring that out on her own) or to tell embarrassing stories of Foxpaw's past, for which he was very grateful.

He wouldn't want someone coming in now (like Redpaw, or Asterpaw, or Silverpaw) and telling a bunch of lies about him! Well, technically they were truths, but any embarrassing truth could just as easily be called a lie because no one would believe that he was telling the truth. They would think he was lying if he denied, and they would be right. But that wasn't the point! The point was, Foxpaw was alone with Cherrypaw, and he was glad for his uninteruppted flirting session. When he was done, Cherrypaw would think of him as handsome! That was the goal, anyways. He was fairly handsome, but most she cats were immune to his natural charms. Or, what he thought of as natural charms.

He really wasn't as much of a natural at flirting as he tried to make everyone believe, but that was what came with being like Foxpaw; he overexaggerated things. A lot. And made them seem much worse then they really were. "So, Cherrypaw... tell me about yourself? Is there anyone you're particuarly interested in at the moment?" And how can I make you like ME?

Thistledawn
December 14th, 2017, 07:38 PM
The ginger tom smirked at her when she giggled, guessing that he was winning her over. Perfect! Although, he hoped he wasn't winning her over too much - breaking another cat's heart was something that the tom had never done before, and he certainly wasn't planning on starting now. He would never want to intentionally cause a clanmate pain, after all. "Only if foxes are charming, handsome, and intelligent - then yes, I believe that does make foxes like me." He mewed, with another wink in Cherrypaw's direction. There were no other apprentices in the den right now to warn her of his flirtatious nature (not that she needed warning, she seemed to be figuring that out on her own) or to tell embarrassing stories of Foxpaw's past, for which he was very grateful.

He wouldn't want someone coming in now (like Redpaw, or Asterpaw, or Silverpaw) and telling a bunch of lies about him! Well, technically they were truths, but any embarrassing truth could just as easily be called a lie because no one would believe that he was telling the truth. They would think he was lying if he denied, and they would be right. But that wasn't the point! The point was, Foxpaw was alone with Cherrypaw, and he was glad for his uninteruppted flirting session. When he was done, Cherrypaw would think of him as handsome! That was the goal, anyways. He was fairly handsome, but most she cats were immune to his natural charms. Or, what he thought of as natural charms.

He really wasn't as much of a natural at flirting as he tried to make everyone believe, but that was what came with being like Foxpaw; he overexaggerated things. A lot. And made them seem much worse then they really were. "So, Cherrypaw... tell me about yourself? Is there anyone you're particuarly interested in at the moment?" And how can I make you like ME?

Cherrypaw pursed her lips at narrowed her eyes at Foxpaw. "I see you aren't afraid to toot your own horn." She teased. Though the white cat felt playfulness pass between the two apprentices, she doubted the ginger tom was entirely joking. She suspected that he was the kind of tom that knew exactly who he was. Even if he didn't truly think of himself in that way, Cherrypaw did. In the short time that they've been talking, clever and handsome were two words that popped into her head as she talked to the older tom. He was charming too, she guessed. She certainly was warming up to him, despite being in a foul mood when he first entered the den. It seemed that Foxpaw was easy for Cherrypaw to talk to. But then again, Cherrypaw never stopped talking, so it was easy for her to talk to any cat.

As the tom sent another wink towards Cherrypaw, she felt her eyes shift away from him for a moment. She wasn't exactly sure what a wink meant. Especially when it came from a cat she'd hardly talked to before. The white-she cat didn't want either of them getting ideas in their heads that weren't quite close to what was happening in reality. Foxpaw is being friendly, she told herself. The apprentice turned her eyes back towards the tom, not wanting to show any signs of herself being unsure. After all, was there really anything for her to be unsure about?

Foxpaw had caught the younger cat off guard with his question. She'd never been asked anything like that before. Well, some of the other female apprentices were gossiping about toms in the den once and had asked Cherrypaw simply because she was there, but they hadn't actually cared. It wasn't like she had a legitimate answer anyways. Cherrypaw was young, so no toms had any interest in her. Similarly, she hadn't really thought about them that much either. Not in a way that she imagined a future with them. She'd definitely watched as toms strolled by and thought they were attractive, but she never thought anything more than that. "Uh, well-" She struggled to choke out. She was trying hard to avoid Foxpaw's eyes. "I don't think so." Cherrypaw's pelt was scorching hot. Every hair from her ears to the tip of her tail burned. The white she-cat gulped. "But I guess there are some cute toms in camp." The blue-eyed cat glanced at the tom nervously. Her companion seemed to like her so far, and she didn't want something like this to make her look uncool. "What about you?" Cherrypaw began to swipe her paw over her ear as if that would shake away the attention that was on her.

lone
December 17th, 2017, 09:14 AM
Cherrypaw pursed her lips at narrowed her eyes at Foxpaw. "I see you aren't afraid to toot your own horn." She teased. Though the white cat felt playfulness pass between the two apprentices, she doubted the ginger tom was entirely joking. She suspected that he was the kind of tom that knew exactly who he was. Even if he didn't truly think of himself in that way, Cherrypaw did. In the short time that they've been talking, clever and handsome were two words that popped into her head as she talked to the older tom. He was charming too, she guessed. She certainly was warming up to him, despite being in a foul mood when he first entered the den. It seemed that Foxpaw was easy for Cherrypaw to talk to. But then again, Cherrypaw never stopped talking, so it was easy for her to talk to any cat.

As the tom sent another wink towards Cherrypaw, she felt her eyes shift away from him for a moment. She wasn't exactly sure what a wink meant. Especially when it came from a cat she'd hardly talked to before. The white-she cat didn't want either of them getting ideas in their heads that weren't quite close to what was happening in reality. Foxpaw is being friendly, she told herself. The apprentice turned her eyes back towards the tom, not wanting to show any signs of herself being unsure. After all, was there really anything for her to be unsure about?

Foxpaw had caught the younger cat off guard with his question. She'd never been asked anything like that before. Well, some of the other female apprentices were gossiping about toms in the den once and had asked Cherrypaw simply because she was there, but they hadn't actually cared. It wasn't like she had a legitimate answer anyways. Cherrypaw was young, so no toms had any interest in her. Similarly, she hadn't really thought about them that much either. Not in a way that she imagined a future with them. She'd definitely watched as toms strolled by and thought they were attractive, but she never thought anything more than that. "Uh, well-" She struggled to choke out. She was trying hard to avoid Foxpaw's eyes. "I don't think so." Cherrypaw's pelt was scorching hot. Every hair from her ears to the tip of her tail burned. The white she-cat gulped. "But I guess there are some cute toms in camp." The blue-eyed cat glanced at the tom nervously. Her companion seemed to like her so far, and she didn't want something like this to make her look uncool. "What about you?" Cherrypaw began to swipe her paw over her ear as if that would shake away the attention that was on her.
Cute toms, huh? The ginger tom took a minute to think about a good response to that. Honestly, he was already jealous that she'd think of someone besides him; but oh well, at some point he would be the first cat to come to mind. Still, the fact that she was a little nervous... or seemed to be... was enough for him. Perhaps he had come to mind after all. "Aww, how cute. Got anyone particular in mind that you're thinking of, Cherrypaw?" Foxpaw's voice was basically nothing but slick, silky-smooth, and undeniably flirtatious in that moment. Here was the thing - for most of his younger moons, he had been ridiculed for flirting. Now that he had a she cat who actually seemed more interested, he was going to push that as far as he could. And as hard as he could. He would push it and push it until it seemed that trying was pointless. At her question, Foxpaw had to think a little harder.

Any she cats he was interested in, or thought they were cute, huh? That was a tough question to answer. There were a lot of cute she cats around camp, and Foxpaw had flirted with numerous ones. But, at the same time, he didn't want to go too far into that, just in case he would lose the she cat's interest. And that was the last thing he wanted; a flirt always wanted to keep their target's attention. Surely Cherrypaw wasn't that easily annoyed though, right? "Oh, I keep my options open, I suppose. There are some great she cats, but - I have to say - most have nothing on you." The tom purred, his tail twitching lightly. So far, Cherrypaw had swallowed everything he had said, and that made him pretty thrilled. He was glad to have someone who seemed to actually like him. Like, really like him. How incredible was that?! "So no need to be jealous, love." The tom purred, almost getting up in an attempt to further impress the white feline.

She was definitely pretty, and she had a nice personality... that was a good thing about pretty she cats, not all of them were all stuck up. Though she did seem like a princess to him. She had the attitude to be one, and the beauty to be one. Not to mention the poise to be a princess as well, which impressed Foxpaw quite a bit. He didn't see very many truly regal looking she cats around. Good thing Cherrypaw hadn't walked away yet, maybe she thought he was attractive? If that were true, Foxpaw would be praising StarClan for at last giving him one she cat who thought his flirting amounted to something. A lot of she cats didn't. They thought he was weird. Cherrypaw might have laughed at him earlier, but now she seemed a little more flustered and Foxpaw was taking that as progress.

Thistledawn
December 18th, 2017, 08:52 PM
Cute toms, huh? The ginger tom took a minute to think about a good response to that. Honestly, he was already jealous that she'd think of someone besides him; but oh well, at some point he would be the first cat to come to mind. Still, the fact that she was a little nervous... or seemed to be... was enough for him. Perhaps he had come to mind after all. "Aww, how cute. Got anyone particular in mind that you're thinking of, Cherrypaw?" Foxpaw's voice was basically nothing but slick, silky-smooth, and undeniably flirtatious in that moment. Here was the thing - for most of his younger moons, he had been ridiculed for flirting. Now that he had a she cat who actually seemed more interested, he was going to push that as far as he could. And as hard as he could. He would push it and push it until it seemed that trying was pointless. At her question, Foxpaw had to think a little harder.

Any she cats he was interested in, or thought they were cute, huh? That was a tough question to answer. There were a lot of cute she cats around camp, and Foxpaw had flirted with numerous ones. But, at the same time, he didn't want to go too far into that, just in case he would lose the she cat's interest. And that was the last thing he wanted; a flirt always wanted to keep their target's attention. Surely Cherrypaw wasn't that easily annoyed though, right? "Oh, I keep my options open, I suppose. There are some great she cats, but - I have to say - most have nothing on you." The tom purred, his tail twitching lightly. So far, Cherrypaw had swallowed everything he had said, and that made him pretty thrilled. He was glad to have someone who seemed to actually like him. Like, really like him. How incredible was that?! "So no need to be jealous, love." The tom purred, almost getting up in an attempt to further impress the white feline.

She was definitely pretty, and she had a nice personality... that was a good thing about pretty she cats, not all of them were all stuck up. Though she did seem like a princess to him. She had the attitude to be one, and the beauty to be one. Not to mention the poise to be a princess as well, which impressed Foxpaw quite a bit. He didn't see very many truly regal looking she cats around. Good thing Cherrypaw hadn't walked away yet, maybe she thought he was attractive? If that were true, Foxpaw would be praising StarClan for at last giving him one she cat who thought his flirting amounted to something. A lot of she cats didn't. They thought he was weird. Cherrypaw might have laughed at him earlier, but now she seemed a little more flustered and Foxpaw was taking that as progress.


Foxpaw's moment of silence made Cherrypaw shift uncomfortably. I must've sounded seriously lame, she thought with a groan. Perhaps the older tom was only interested in talking to "popular" cats. The she-cat certainly was friendly, and she enjoyed making friends and spending her time with them, but she didn't consider herself popular. All the popular cats were always together and stayed together in groups. Cherrypaw never had that number of cats by her side at all times. She always thought that that was a good thing, however. She didn't want to be like every other cat. Cherrypaw was proud of who was (most of the time) and she didn't need any other cat to prove that. Though, another cat's approval of her always made her feel good.

A name? He wants a name? A little bit of panic began to bubble in the white cat's chest. She tried her hardest to suppress it by taking a big gulp, but that only made her cough. "No certain cat comes to mind," Cherrypaw told her companion, trying to sound as confident as she could. Her blue eyes began to roam the den, trying to look disinterested in what they were talking about. She wondered if she should have tried to manage a couple names of SkyClan toms to try and seem cooler to Foxpaw, but Cherrypaw didn't want to lie like that. It probably wouldn't get her anywhere anyways. With her luck, Foxpaw would know the tom that she named, or perhaps he'd ask to meet him, or ask about how they were getting along. Coming up with a believable lie good enough to pass by the older apprentice seemed impossible. "But I'm not sure I'd tell you even if I had a name. I wouldn't want to jinx my chances." A hint of amusement hung from the end of her sentence. Her tone was sweet, but should couldn't recreate the smoothness in Foxpaw's voice. She wondered if the ginger tom's tone and way of talking was natural, or if he'd grown into it.

Cherrypaw studied the tom's expression as she waited for an answer to her question. He seemed to be calculating his answer, though she wasn't quite sure why. What could he possibly have to hide? But the blue-eyed cat ignored her own observation. She'd probably imagined it. After all, her imagination often did get the best of her. Instead, the she-cat nodded her head and thought about her own answer. "We're both young, after all. No need to rush into any serious relationships." She meowed. "Right, Foxpaw?" Oddly enough, Cherrypaw didn't really like talking about other cats with Foxpaw. That confused her. The younger apprentice loved to talk and enjoyed her fair share of gossip every once in awhile. She liked knowing things about other cats. But, for whatever reason, Cherrypaw just didn't like topic of their current conversation. "Oh, I'm not jealous." The white cat mewed matter-of-factly. "Though, I do guess it's good to hear that I'm one of a kind." Purring, she smiled at the thought. Selfishly, she liked being singled out every once in awhile. Cherrypaw was beginning to feel like herself again. It seemed like her foul mood passed moons ago.

lone
December 22nd, 2017, 06:58 PM
Foxpaw's moment of silence made Cherrypaw shift uncomfortably. I must've sounded seriously lame, she thought with a groan. Perhaps the older tom was only interested in talking to "popular" cats. The she-cat certainly was friendly, and she enjoyed making friends and spending her time with them, but she didn't consider herself popular. All the popular cats were always together and stayed together in groups. Cherrypaw never had that number of cats by her side at all times. She always thought that that was a good thing, however. She didn't want to be like every other cat. Cherrypaw was proud of who was (most of the time) and she didn't need any other cat to prove that. Though, another cat's approval of her always made her feel good.

A name? He wants a name? A little bit of panic began to bubble in the white cat's chest. She tried her hardest to suppress it by taking a big gulp, but that only made her cough. "No certain cat comes to mind," Cherrypaw told her companion, trying to sound as confident as she could. Her blue eyes began to roam the den, trying to look disinterested in what they were talking about. She wondered if she should have tried to manage a couple names of SkyClan toms to try and seem cooler to Foxpaw, but Cherrypaw didn't want to lie like that. It probably wouldn't get her anywhere anyways. With her luck, Foxpaw would know the tom that she named, or perhaps he'd ask to meet him, or ask about how they were getting along. Coming up with a believable lie good enough to pass by the older apprentice seemed impossible. "But I'm not sure I'd tell you even if I had a name. I wouldn't want to jinx my chances." A hint of amusement hung from the end of her sentence. Her tone was sweet, but should couldn't recreate the smoothness in Foxpaw's voice. She wondered if the ginger tom's tone and way of talking was natural, or if he'd grown into it.

Cherrypaw studied the tom's expression as she waited for an answer to her question. He seemed to be calculating his answer, though she wasn't quite sure why. What could he possibly have to hide? But the blue-eyed cat ignored her own observation. She'd probably imagined it. After all, her imagination often did get the best of her. Instead, the she-cat nodded her head and thought about her own answer. "We're both young, after all. No need to rush into any serious relationships." She meowed. "Right, Foxpaw?" Oddly enough, Cherrypaw didn't really like talking about other cats with Foxpaw. That confused her. The younger apprentice loved to talk and enjoyed her fair share of gossip every once in awhile. She liked knowing things about other cats. But, for whatever reason, Cherrypaw just didn't like topic of their current conversation. "Oh, I'm not jealous." The white cat mewed matter-of-factly. "Though, I do guess it's good to hear that I'm one of a kind." Purring, she smiled at the thought. Selfishly, she liked being singled out every once in awhile. Cherrypaw was beginning to feel like herself again. It seemed like her foul mood passed moons ago.
If he could have, the ginger cat would have raised an eyebrow at her remark. Right... he had heard that one before. Shifting his weight so that he was sitting a little more comfortably, Foxpaw leaned forward in his nest. There was a hint of mischief twinkling in his eyes, and perhaps he was just a little more happy-looking then before. "Riiight. No name." Her next comment changed the smirking, mischievious expression into a happy one that made him look much younger. Foxpaw's green eyes lit up, sparkling in the way only a true smile could light them up, and it sounded like there was a purr rumbling in his throat as well. "You're a sassy one, aren't you? I like that." The cat mewed with a wink. Unsure as to whether Cherrypaw was still confused about whether he was flirting with her or not, the tom struggled to think of some way to make it clear that yes, he was, in fact, displaying interest in her and not just being a weirdo.

Not that he was... the tom considered himself to be quite good at flirting and convincing other cats of his interest, even when he wasn't all that interested. However, Foxpaw usually did have some amount of interest invested in a she cat he was flirting with - whether appearance-wise, or personality-wise, or maybe they were just sweet and he thought it would be cute to see them giggle and blush - in a way - and tease one another after he had come over. That never happened, though - it was a mere figment of his imagination. Yet Foxpaw continued trying, knowing that someday he would hit just the right line with just the right cat and then everyone would be really impressed. Yep, that was Foxpaw for you - daydreaming away. Perhaps that was why he struggled in the real world from time to time, he was too busy thinking about his fantasy life and fantasy world to wake up and pay attention to what was right in front of him.

Cherrypaw's last comment put an even bigger smile on the tom's maw, his eyes still sparkling with pleasure. Yet he wasn't purring, now... there was an almost hard, determined gleam in his eyes at the same time, a roguish appearance to his smile, like he was making a transition from kithood compliments to warrior compliments. He had seen the way that young warriors, middle-aged warriors tended to flirt with each other... even some older ones, though Foxpaw found that just a little weird. He had no doubt he would still be flirty when he was older, but he probably wouldn't be as bold as that. He would be more careful with his flirting at that age, just as he was now. The ginger tom leaned forward once more, this time looking more like he was about to entrust Cherrypaw with a secret that could potentially save the Clans. Not that they were in any danger at the moment, or at least, SkyClan wasn't as far as Foxpaw knew.

"Oh yes, you're one of a kind alright, Cherrypaw. And it's never too early to think about relationships - you and me, what do you say, love?" That one line in particular never worked. He'd tried it time and time again on so many cats, and most of them would either push him away or stammer around for a while, but never did he get a direct positive answer. Come to think of it, he'd never gotten even a stammered positive answer, it was always the sweeter cats who were hesitant to tell him "no," but had the idea in mind anyways.

Thistledawn
December 23rd, 2017, 10:46 PM
If he could have, the ginger cat would have raised an eyebrow at her remark. Right... he had heard that one before. Shifting his weight so that he was sitting a little more comfortably, Foxpaw leaned forward in his nest. There was a hint of mischief twinkling in his eyes, and perhaps he was just a little more happy-looking then before. "Riiight. No name." Her next comment changed the smirking, mischievious expression into a happy one that made him look much younger. Foxpaw's green eyes lit up, sparkling in the way only a true smile could light them up, and it sounded like there was a purr rumbling in his throat as well. "You're a sassy one, aren't you? I like that." The cat mewed with a wink. Unsure as to whether Cherrypaw was still confused about whether he was flirting with her or not, the tom struggled to think of some way to make it clear that yes, he was, in fact, displaying interest in her and not just being a weirdo.

Not that he was... the tom considered himself to be quite good at flirting and convincing other cats of his interest, even when he wasn't all that interested. However, Foxpaw usually did have some amount of interest invested in a she cat he was flirting with - whether appearance-wise, or personality-wise, or maybe they were just sweet and he thought it would be cute to see them giggle and blush - in a way - and tease one another after he had come over. That never happened, though - it was a mere figment of his imagination. Yet Foxpaw continued trying, knowing that someday he would hit just the right line with just the right cat and then everyone would be really impressed. Yep, that was Foxpaw for you - daydreaming away. Perhaps that was why he struggled in the real world from time to time, he was too busy thinking about his fantasy life and fantasy world to wake up and pay attention to what was right in front of him.

Cherrypaw's last comment put an even bigger smile on the tom's maw, his eyes still sparkling with pleasure. Yet he wasn't purring, now... there was an almost hard, determined gleam in his eyes at the same time, a roguish appearance to his smile, like he was making a transition from kithood compliments to warrior compliments. He had seen the way that young warriors, middle-aged warriors tended to flirt with each other... even some older ones, though Foxpaw found that just a little weird. He had no doubt he would still be flirty when he was older, but he probably wouldn't be as bold as that. He would be more careful with his flirting at that age, just as he was now. The ginger tom leaned forward once more, this time looking more like he was about to entrust Cherrypaw with a secret that could potentially save the Clans. Not that they were in any danger at the moment, or at least, SkyClan wasn't as far as Foxpaw knew.

"Oh yes, you're one of a kind alright, Cherrypaw. And it's never too early to think about relationships - you and me, what do you say, love?" That one line in particular never worked. He'd tried it time and time again on so many cats, and most of them would either push him away or stammer around for a while, but never did he get a direct positive answer. Come to think of it, he'd never gotten even a stammered positive answer, it was always the sweeter cats who were hesitant to tell him "no," but had the idea in mind anyways.

The younger apprentice looked away, a hint of a smile remaining. Her blue eyes were nearly gleaming. She didn't have a witty response- or any response really. Cherrypaw felt a teasing tone sneak into the tom's voice. Normally she'd be upset. She hated being teased. But this felt playful and harmless. Anyways, the white cat was sassy, so she wouldn't be able to be mad at the ginger tom because he spoke the truth. She was beginning to catch onto how Foxpaw was acting. At the same time, she couldn't truly decide how she felt about it. Her mind was going back and forth. On one paw, she wanted to be annoyed with the older apprentice. Too easily had he slipped into his behavior with Cherrypaw. This was hardly a meeting fit for two cats who hardly knew each other. There were too many winks and purrs. At some moments, the she-cat wondered if Foxpaw had rehearsed his act. And the blue-eyed cat didn't like when Foxpaw assumed things about her. She wasn't jealous (her mother did always tell her jealousy would turn her fur green) and she didn't constantly need his attention like he seemed to think she did. Her tail twisted anxiously behind her. On the other paw, Cherrypaw didn't mind the flattery and compliments. Some of his words made her feel good and relatively important. After all, she was in the foulest of moods when Foxpaw first padded into the apprentice's den. She probably would still be in a foul mood had the ginger tom not started talking to her. That had to count for something. Perhaps StarClan had sent her a friend in her time of need. Foxpaw was unique and had made quite the first impression. Cherrypaw wouldn't mind getting to know him a little more at the very least. The she-cat was having conflicting thoughts, and she didn't know which thoughts she wanted to side with. She began to absentmindedly roll a twig back and forth with her paw. There were too many thoughts happening all at once.

When Cherrypaw looked back at the ginger tom, a gigantic smile had taken hold of him. In that moment, Cherrypaw thought she saw pure youth and energy beam from Foxpaw. She'd never seen quite a look like that. It was contagious. And much to the she-cat's surprise, she found herself purring at the tom's expression. It was. . . Charming was the word that came to mind. As the older cat leaned in, Cherrypaw found herself leaning forwards too, putting a lot of her weight on her front paws until she felt like she was going to fall out of her nest entirely. She stared into Foxpaw's eyes. There was a look in the tom's green eyes that the white cat just couldn't figure out. She squinted, wishing she knew him well enough to guess what he was thinking. Not too long after she leaned forward, Cherrypaw jumped back in surprise. Her body straightened and tensed instinctively. Her paws began to anxiously knead the material in her nest. The white cat's jaw fell nearly as far as the floor of the den. "Oh- Foxpaw. . ." She trailed off, unsure what to say. Cherrypaw felt body begin to retreat into itself as if it could just disappear that way.

lone
December 31st, 2017, 08:16 PM
The younger apprentice looked away, a hint of a smile remaining. Her blue eyes were nearly gleaming. She didn't have a witty response- or any response really. Cherrypaw felt a teasing tone sneak into the tom's voice. Normally she'd be upset. She hated being teased. But this felt playful and harmless. Anyways, the white cat was sassy, so she wouldn't be able to be mad at the ginger tom because he spoke the truth. She was beginning to catch onto how Foxpaw was acting. At the same time, she couldn't truly decide how she felt about it. Her mind was going back and forth. On one paw, she wanted to be annoyed with the older apprentice. Too easily had he slipped into his behavior with Cherrypaw. This was hardly a meeting fit for two cats who hardly knew each other. There were too many winks and purrs. At some moments, the she-cat wondered if Foxpaw had rehearsed his act. And the blue-eyed cat didn't like when Foxpaw assumed things about her. She wasn't jealous (her mother did always tell her jealousy would turn her fur green) and she didn't constantly need his attention like he seemed to think she did. Her tail twisted anxiously behind her. On the other paw, Cherrypaw didn't mind the flattery and compliments. Some of his words made her feel good and relatively important. After all, she was in the foulest of moods when Foxpaw first padded into the apprentice's den. She probably would still be in a foul mood had the ginger tom not started talking to her. That had to count for something. Perhaps StarClan had sent her a friend in her time of need. Foxpaw was unique and had made quite the first impression. Cherrypaw wouldn't mind getting to know him a little more at the very least. The she-cat was having conflicting thoughts, and she didn't know which thoughts she wanted to side with. She began to absentmindedly roll a twig back and forth with her paw. There were too many thoughts happening all at once.

When Cherrypaw looked back at the ginger tom, a gigantic smile had taken hold of him. In that moment, Cherrypaw thought she saw pure youth and energy beam from Foxpaw. She'd never seen quite a look like that. It was contagious. And much to the she-cat's surprise, she found herself purring at the tom's expression. It was. . . Charming was the word that came to mind. As the older cat leaned in, Cherrypaw found herself leaning forwards too, putting a lot of her weight on her front paws until she felt like she was going to fall out of her nest entirely. She stared into Foxpaw's eyes. There was a look in the tom's green eyes that the white cat just couldn't figure out. She squinted, wishing she knew him well enough to guess what he was thinking. Not too long after she leaned forward, Cherrypaw jumped back in surprise. Her body straightened and tensed instinctively. Her paws began to anxiously knead the material in her nest. The white cat's jaw fell nearly as far as the floor of the den. "Oh- Foxpaw. . ." She trailed off, unsure what to say. Cherrypaw felt body begin to retreat into itself as if it could just disappear that way.
The ginger cat was used to being turned down. He had heard everything from "no way, buddy" to stammering "oh... err... well..." until eventually their weak argument had been boiled down to the fact that they just didn't want to spend time with him. Not that Foxpaw minded that much. He would just move on to the next she cat. He loved getting reactions, and if he wasn't getting any reaction at all, he would move on to someone that he thought he would get a better reaction out of. So of course Foxpaw couldn't have been more pleased with the partly horrified, partly embarrassed reaction that he got out of the she cat. She looked worried, like she couldn't believe that this was happening right now. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm used to being turned down," The tom mewed, an expression of flirtatious mischief on his features.

Foxpaw raised up in his nest until he was in a sitting position, his green eyes sparkling playfully as he gazed at Cherrypaw. Now the feline was taking in almost everything about the she cat. She had electric, sapphire-blue eyes that stood out against her fluffy white pelt. She looked like she had quite a soft pelt, which aroused Foxpaw's interest - he wondered what his ginger fur would look like mixed with hers. Of course, Cherrypaw was a little young to be thinking about all of this right now, so he couldn't quite blame her. "So, back to what you were saying about those cute toms - I wouldn't happen to be one of them, would I?" The feline asked, his voice genuinely curious even though he would have preferred to feign carelessness, acting like what she said didn't matter anything to him. Unfortunately Foxpaw just wasn't very good at that type of acting. He had too many feelings and emotions and liked being "out there" too much to trap himself in acting like he didn't care.

He did care. He cared about a lot of things, he had a lot at stake by putting himself in a position that showed how badly he wanted things, but it was too hard to pretend otherwise. He wondered where Silverpaw was - she would probably embarass him, even with a deeper voice and more charming mannerisms, he still was the same cat that she had met before. The same silly, flirty tom who had had no idea what he was doing. At least now the tom had some idea of what he was doing. He knew how to charm, he knew how to get inside a she cat's head (in a way), and he knew how to make himself seem "better" in a way. Perhaps he wasn't as good as he thought he was, but at least he was learning. Unlike Nightpaw - the apprentice's brother had only gotten more closed off and dark in the upcoming moons, grumbling and acting strangely and staying away from him like he had contracted the plague or something.

It wasn't too fun for Foxpaw, who was constantly wondering if there was a way to get the brother who had at least loved him. Even if other cats hadn't seen it, he had been a good cat. But now that tom was gone and Foxpaw wasn't sure what was left in place of him. Someone that the ginger cat wasn't too happy with, that was for sure. He was glad that Cherrypaw didn't have any knowledge of Nightpaw, because there was no doubt in his mind his (hopeful) relationship with her would be destroyed if that were to happen.

Thistledawn
January 2nd, 2018, 03:26 PM
The ginger cat was used to being turned down. He had heard everything from "no way, buddy" to stammering "oh... err... well..." until eventually their weak argument had been boiled down to the fact that they just didn't want to spend time with him. Not that Foxpaw minded that much. He would just move on to the next she cat. He loved getting reactions, and if he wasn't getting any reaction at all, he would move on to someone that he thought he would get a better reaction out of. So of course Foxpaw couldn't have been more pleased with the partly horrified, partly embarrassed reaction that he got out of the she cat. She looked worried, like she couldn't believe that this was happening right now. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm used to being turned down," The tom mewed, an expression of flirtatious mischief on his features.

Foxpaw raised up in his nest until he was in a sitting position, his green eyes sparkling playfully as he gazed at Cherrypaw. Now the feline was taking in almost everything about the she cat. She had electric, sapphire-blue eyes that stood out against her fluffy white pelt. She looked like she had quite a soft pelt, which aroused Foxpaw's interest - he wondered what his ginger fur would look like mixed with hers. Of course, Cherrypaw was a little young to be thinking about all of this right now, so he couldn't quite blame her. "So, back to what you were saying about those cute toms - I wouldn't happen to be one of them, would I?" The feline asked, his voice genuinely curious even though he would have preferred to feign carelessness, acting like what she said didn't matter anything to him. Unfortunately Foxpaw just wasn't very good at that type of acting. He had too many feelings and emotions and liked being "out there" too much to trap himself in acting like he didn't care.

He did care. He cared about a lot of things, he had a lot at stake by putting himself in a position that showed how badly he wanted things, but it was too hard to pretend otherwise. He wondered where Silverpaw was - she would probably embarass him, even with a deeper voice and more charming mannerisms, he still was the same cat that she had met before. The same silly, flirty tom who had had no idea what he was doing. At least now the tom had some idea of what he was doing. He knew how to charm, he knew how to get inside a she cat's head (in a way), and he knew how to make himself seem "better" in a way. Perhaps he wasn't as good as he thought he was, but at least he was learning. Unlike Nightpaw - the apprentice's brother had only gotten more closed off and dark in the upcoming moons, grumbling and acting strangely and staying away from him like he had contracted the plague or something.

It wasn't too fun for Foxpaw, who was constantly wondering if there was a way to get the brother who had at least loved him. Even if other cats hadn't seen it, he had been a good cat. But now that tom was gone and Foxpaw wasn't sure what was left in place of him. Someone that the ginger cat wasn't too happy with, that was for sure. He was glad that Cherrypaw didn't have any knowledge of Nightpaw, because there was no doubt in his mind his (hopeful) relationship with her would be destroyed if that were to happen.

Sadness prickled at the younger apprentice's paws. Cherrypaw didn't want to let down Foxpaw. She'd just met him and she didn't want to ruin their friendship so soon. Foxpaw wasn't like other cats, so it was interesting to talk to him. The white she-cat was entertained by him at the very least. She didn't want to give that up. She didn't want to reject him so soon and so suddenly, but what choice was he giving her? Much to Cherrypaw's surprise, the ginger tom didn't seem all too upset. He was. . . entertained? Pleased? It was like he was feeling the opposite of what any normal cat was supposed to feel after being rejected. He'd called her sweetheart even still. Foxpaw's reaction was far too casual. The younger apprentice felt her emotions turning around once more. She wasn't even sure what she was feeling anymore. Angry? Confused? Worried? Hurt? Frustrated? Lied to? It felt like the other apprentice was playing games again. Cherrypaw squinted her blue eyes at him. What did he mean used to being turned down?

"For your information," The white she-cat was on the brink of seething, trying hard to keep her cool, but hardly doing so. "I hadn't turned you down. I'd hardly said anything." She stated matter-of-factly. Cherrypaw was going to let Foxpaw know she was right and he was wrong. What about exactly, Cherrypaw wasn't too sure, but she knew she was right. "And you don't get to change the topic so easily, Foxpaw. I don't like that." She huffed. "With all this flirting and name calling, I think you're trying to take advantage of me or something. It sounds like something you do a lot to lots of she-cats since you're 'used to being turned down.'" As soon as she'd said it, Cherrypaw wondered if the green-eyed tom had said that to make her feel bad. No matter why he said it, it seemed pretty dumb to her. If she thought honestly about it, it hurt her feelings. It was like Foxpaw had told her that there were more important cats in line before her.

Cherrypaw just wanted to claw Foxpaw's whiskers off. Instead, she just flexed her claws and lashed her white tail. He was too confusing and too much. The most annoying part was that Cherrypaw liked him despite how much he frustrated her. She thought that he was a good cat underneath all of the seemingly meaningless flirting that he did. She undeniably fell for his compliments multiple times, but he'd also taken it too far, and dug himself a hole right in front of Cherrypaw. The younger apprentice stared into Foxpaw's eyes, unsure if she wanted him to stay in that hole, or if she wanted him to find his way out of it.

lone
January 7th, 2018, 02:38 PM
Sadness prickled at the younger apprentice's paws. Cherrypaw didn't want to let down Foxpaw. She'd just met him and she didn't want to ruin their friendship so soon. Foxpaw wasn't like other cats, so it was interesting to talk to him. The white she-cat was entertained by him at the very least. She didn't want to give that up. She didn't want to reject him so soon and so suddenly, but what choice was he giving her? Much to Cherrypaw's surprise, the ginger tom didn't seem all too upset. He was. . . entertained? Pleased? It was like he was feeling the opposite of what any normal cat was supposed to feel after being rejected. He'd called her sweetheart even still. Foxpaw's reaction was far too casual. The younger apprentice felt her emotions turning around once more. She wasn't even sure what she was feeling anymore. Angry? Confused? Worried? Hurt? Frustrated? Lied to? It felt like the other apprentice was playing games again. Cherrypaw squinted her blue eyes at him. What did he mean used to being turned down?

"For your information," The white she-cat was on the brink of seething, trying hard to keep her cool, but hardly doing so. "I hadn't turned you down. I'd hardly said anything." She stated matter-of-factly. Cherrypaw was going to let Foxpaw know she was right and he was wrong. What about exactly, Cherrypaw wasn't too sure, but she knew she was right. "And you don't get to change the topic so easily, Foxpaw. I don't like that." She huffed. "With all this flirting and name calling, I think you're trying to take advantage of me or something. It sounds like something you do a lot to lots of she-cats since you're 'used to being turned down.'" As soon as she'd said it, Cherrypaw wondered if the green-eyed tom had said that to make her feel bad. No matter why he said it, it seemed pretty dumb to her. If she thought honestly about it, it hurt her feelings. It was like Foxpaw had told her that there were more important cats in line before her.

Cherrypaw just wanted to claw Foxpaw's whiskers off. Instead, she just flexed her claws and lashed her white tail. He was too confusing and too much. The most annoying part was that Cherrypaw liked him despite how much he frustrated her. She thought that he was a good cat underneath all of the seemingly meaningless flirting that he did. She undeniably fell for his compliments multiple times, but he'd also taken it too far, and dug himself a hole right in front of Cherrypaw. The younger apprentice stared into Foxpaw's eyes, unsure if she wanted him to stay in that hole, or if she wanted him to find his way out of it.
The tom listened carefully to her words, his green eyes sparkling against his ginger coat, standing out there like two emeralds floating. Every time she finished a statement he would nod, or murmur an "I see" or "well," before she was done talking. When he was absolutely sure that she was finished, he straightened up a little in his nest, his posture becoming better and more rigid and he looked almost proper. "If you're done lecturing me about what I said, I have something else I would like to say." He mewed, sarcasm coming into his voice as he glanced across at her - almost through her, like she was no longer there. Though it was impossible to look through the she cat, she was hard to miss. Pretty white coat, pretty blue eyes, feisty but sweet... very much the type of she cat Foxpaw would love to spend more time with. Good thing he had caught her interest, her little lecture earlier had shown him that.

"First off, I'm pretty sure that you were going to turn me down. Unless you've changed your mind and would like to spend some more time with me, hm, sweetheart?" The tom winked, a mischievious purr rumbling in his throat. But before she could say anything, he continued, determined to get all of his thoughts out before she could remark on him being anything else, or his habits being anything else. He was a good cat! He worked hard (sometimes), he didn't break hearts - or he didn't try to - and he was really interested in Cherrypaw! Foxpaw was pretty sure he could get her to crush on him, and then they really would get to be together, just like he said! "Second, I was just trying to make you feel more at ease, darling. You clearly were uncomfortable with the subject, so I was changing it for you. I believe the words you should say now are thank and you?"

The tom asked, a smirk coming over his maw as he leaned forward a little in his nest, his green eyes sparkling eagerly as he watched Cherrypaw. Again, he didn't leave much room before he finished his thoughts. "And finally, if I were trying to take advantage of you, you would be all over me right now. I can be VERY charming when want to be, love. You haven't even seen my best yet. I promise you you have my full attention, but I want you to like me for me, not because I charmed you into it." Lies, lies, and more lies. That was Foxpaw's best, and he was trying to charm her into liking him.

Not that she would ever need to know that. Foxpaw tended to be somewhat of a scandal, and while no one seemed threatened by that, it was still something that she cats in particular needed to watch out for when he was flirting with them.

Thistledawn
January 8th, 2018, 07:39 PM
The tom listened carefully to her words, his green eyes sparkling against his ginger coat, standing out there like two emeralds floating. Every time she finished a statement he would nod, or murmur an "I see" or "well," before she was done talking. When he was absolutely sure that she was finished, he straightened up a little in his nest, his posture becoming better and more rigid and he looked almost proper. "If you're done lecturing me about what I said, I have something else I would like to say." He mewed, sarcasm coming into his voice as he glanced across at her - almost through her, like she was no longer there. Though it was impossible to look through the she cat, she was hard to miss. Pretty white coat, pretty blue eyes, feisty but sweet... very much the type of she cat Foxpaw would love to spend more time with. Good thing he had caught her interest, her little lecture earlier had shown him that.

"First off, I'm pretty sure that you were going to turn me down. Unless you've changed your mind and would like to spend some more time with me, hm, sweetheart?" The tom winked, a mischievious purr rumbling in his throat. But before she could say anything, he continued, determined to get all of his thoughts out before she could remark on him being anything else, or his habits being anything else. He was a good cat! He worked hard (sometimes), he didn't break hearts - or he didn't try to - and he was really interested in Cherrypaw! Foxpaw was pretty sure he could get her to crush on him, and then they really would get to be together, just like he said! "Second, I was just trying to make you feel more at ease, darling. You clearly were uncomfortable with the subject, so I was changing it for you. I believe the words you should say now are thank and you?"

The tom asked, a smirk coming over his maw as he leaned forward a little in his nest, his green eyes sparkling eagerly as he watched Cherrypaw. Again, he didn't leave much room before he finished his thoughts. "And finally, if I were trying to take advantage of you, you would be all over me right now. I can be VERY charming when want to be, love. You haven't even seen my best yet. I promise you you have my full attention, but I want you to like me for me, not because I charmed you into it." Lies, lies, and more lies. That was Foxpaw's best, and he was trying to charm her into liking him.

Not that she would ever need to know that. Foxpaw tended to be somewhat of a scandal, and while no one seemed threatened by that, it was still something that she cats in particular needed to watch out for when he was flirting with them.

The apprentice felt exhausted from arguing with Foxpaw. It felt hopeless. Anytime she felt like she was winning, Foxpaw bounced right back, ready for more. If Cherrypaw wasn't so frustrated, she'd be impressed with Foxpaw's insistence. "Things aren't always so black and white. Perhaps I wouldn't have said yes or no. Maybe I would have chosen to get to know you better, but not like how you're thinking." Feeling rather daring, Cherrypaw flicked her tail tip across the tom's nose. As frustrated as she was getting with Foxpaw, she did want to talk to the ginger tom more. His first impression was quite unforgettable. "Second," she mewed, trying her best to mimic Foxpaw's voice when he'd said the word. "You don't need to do anything for me." Sass drove her voice. "I'm very capable of doing things for myself, changing the topic of conversation included." She'd almost ended with thank you very much, but that's exactly what the ginger tom had asked for. The older apprentice would have to try a little harder than that to get her to give in even just the smallest bit. And on that note. . . "I don't owe you any words." Cherrypaw declared. She perked up, trying so hard to make herself seem as big as the other apprentice. She tried to match his size by fluffing out her fur, but it still didn't make too much of a difference despite her effort. Maybe Foxpaw wouldn't treat her like she couldn't do anything if she wasn't so small. Small, small, small. That's all Cherrypaw was. Sure, it had its advantages, but no cat talked about its disadvantages too.

"Oh, sure." Cherrypaw rolled her blue eyes. "I don't see myself ever mooning over a cat like that. I have more class than other she-cats, if you haven't noticed." Her ego was growing by the heartbeat. But Foxpaw had stumped her for a moment. He wanted her to like her without him having to charm her. The younger apprentice pondered this. Those words would have been sweet coming from the mouth of any other tom. But this was Foxpaw. Sweet meant something else when talking about the ginger apprentice. Cherrypaw supposed that it was still sweet, just in a Foxpaw kind of way. "Well then?" She started. "If you want me to like you for you, then you better do some more talking. I hardly know anything about you."

lone
January 11th, 2018, 03:31 PM
The apprentice felt exhausted from arguing with Foxpaw. It felt hopeless. Anytime she felt like she was winning, Foxpaw bounced right back, ready for more. If Cherrypaw wasn't so frustrated, she'd be impressed with Foxpaw's insistence. "Things aren't always so black and white. Perhaps I wouldn't have said yes or no. Maybe I would have chosen to get to know you better, but not like how you're thinking." Feeling rather daring, Cherrypaw flicked her tail tip across the tom's nose. As frustrated as she was getting with Foxpaw, she did want to talk to the ginger tom more. His first impression was quite unforgettable. "Second," she mewed, trying her best to mimic Foxpaw's voice when he'd said the word. "You don't need to do anything for me." Sass drove her voice. "I'm very capable of doing things for myself, changing the topic of conversation included." She'd almost ended with thank you very much, but that's exactly what the ginger tom had asked for. The older apprentice would have to try a little harder than that to get her to give in even just the smallest bit. And on that note. . . "I don't owe you any words." Cherrypaw declared. She perked up, trying so hard to make herself seem as big as the other apprentice. She tried to match his size by fluffing out her fur, but it still didn't make too much of a difference despite her effort. Maybe Foxpaw wouldn't treat her like she couldn't do anything if she wasn't so small. Small, small, small. That's all Cherrypaw was. Sure, it had its advantages, but no cat talked about its disadvantages too.

"Oh, sure." Cherrypaw rolled her blue eyes. "I don't see myself ever mooning over a cat like that. I have more class than other she-cats, if you haven't noticed." Her ego was growing by the heartbeat. But Foxpaw had stumped her for a moment. He wanted her to like her without him having to charm her. The younger apprentice pondered this. Those words would have been sweet coming from the mouth of any other tom. But this was Foxpaw. Sweet meant something else when talking about the ginger apprentice. Cherrypaw supposed that it was still sweet, just in a Foxpaw kind of way. "Well then?" She started. "If you want me to like you for you, then you better do some more talking. I hardly know anything about you."
The ginger tom blinked, taken aback by Cherrypaw suddenly being so pushy. It wasn't something he had thought of her doing. When she had stopped talking to him so sassily in the very beginning, he'd thought that she might actually be a sweetheart. He had thought she was this sweet little she cat... someone that he could enjoy the company of, but who would ultimately be absolutely obsessed with him and he would have to figure out some scheme to get her together with another tom. It was a scenario that he had had completely mapped out in his mind. Then again, he should have known as soon as she started questioning him again that it wasn't going to go how he had mapped it out. Not that it really mattered... right? It didn't have to matter, he could easily adjust to this. That was, until Cherrypaw spoke again.

"You want to know more about me?" He repeated, for a moment taken aback by the request. Or command, it was hard to tell with the white she cat... did she really want to know, or was she just bossing him around because she wanted someone to boss around? Foxpaw's mouth opened and closed for a few minutes, unable to fish for a decent excuse, unable to think of something that was just perfect to say in this moment. If only he could think of something that was perfect to say, he would be a lot happier.

As it was, he remained silent, unhappy for the moment being until he came up with a few things. Maybe it wasn't exactly what she wanted to know, but he couldn't see a clear way out of this. He would just avoid the really personal talk and he would avoid anything that would make him look like too much of a dork. "Uh, alright. Well... I have a brother, and... I have, um, some really great friends... and I like battle training more then hunting, and I'll be a warrior soon..." His voice trailed off, unsure of what else to say about himself. "Enough about me. What about you?" The tom asked, deciding that was the best way to end his very short talk about himself.

Thistledawn
January 13th, 2018, 09:37 PM
The ginger tom blinked, taken aback by Cherrypaw suddenly being so pushy. It wasn't something he had thought of her doing. When she had stopped talking to him so sassily in the very beginning, he'd thought that she might actually be a sweetheart. He had thought she was this sweet little she cat... someone that he could enjoy the company of, but who would ultimately be absolutely obsessed with him and he would have to figure out some scheme to get her together with another tom. It was a scenario that he had had completely mapped out in his mind. Then again, he should have known as soon as she started questioning him again that it wasn't going to go how he had mapped it out. Not that it really mattered... right? It didn't have to matter, he could easily adjust to this. That was, until Cherrypaw spoke again.

"You want to know more about me?" He repeated, for a moment taken aback by the request. Or command, it was hard to tell with the white she cat... did she really want to know, or was she just bossing him around because she wanted someone to boss around? Foxpaw's mouth opened and closed for a few minutes, unable to fish for a decent excuse, unable to think of something that was just perfect to say in this moment. If only he could think of something that was perfect to say, he would be a lot happier.

As it was, he remained silent, unhappy for the moment being until he came up with a few things. Maybe it wasn't exactly what she wanted to know, but he couldn't see a clear way out of this. He would just avoid the really personal talk and he would avoid anything that would make him look like too much of a dork. "Uh, alright. Well... I have a brother, and... I have, um, some really great friends... and I like battle training more then hunting, and I'll be a warrior soon..." His voice trailed off, unsure of what else to say about himself. "Enough about me. What about you?" The tom asked, deciding that was the best way to end his very short talk about himself.


Cherrypaw didn't try to hide her smile or her giggle. She didn't understand why the older tom was so surprised that she'd asked him to talk more about himself. The she-cat loved to talk and she liked to talk about herself a fair amount. She thought she was a rather interesting cat. Even if that was false, she had a lot on her mind that she wanted to talk about anyways. Why have a voice if it weren't meant to be used? Cherrypaw figured that Foxpaw liked to talk too. He seemed well-known and as flirty as he was, she'd be surprised if he wasn't one of the most talkative cats in the Clan. The white she-cat did know that Foxpaw for sure thought a lot of himself. He was confident and that confidence radiated from his ginger pelt.

Genuinely interested in what he'd say, the younger apprentice waited patiently for Foxpaw to provide her with some facts about himself. She leaned forward a little when he began to speak, angling her snow white ears towards the tom. "That's all nice to know." She smiled warmly at the ginger tom. "Perhaps I'll get to meet your brother and some of your friends sometime." She ended with more of a question, wondering if Foxpaw would say yes. Cherrypaw now knew how the tom acted around her and she wanted to see if he was different around other cats. She let out a gigantic sigh when he mentioned his apprenticeship ending soon. "I'm so jealous. I'd kill to be as close to my warrior ceremony as you are, Foxpaw. What are you hoping your warrior name will be? Perhaps Foxclaw or Foxwhisker."

"Me?" The she-cat tried to act as surprised as Foxpaw, but failing obviously. "I've got some friends, but they're not very close to me. Sometimes I like to talk to the elders more than I like to talk to the other apprentices. A lot of the other apprentices are mouse-brained." She parted her jaws to say more, but then realized what she had said. Her blue eyes widened. "Obviously not you, Foxpaw. I think you've got a little more sense than a badger in a fit, unlike some of the cats around here." Cherrypaw leaned forward and whispered the last part. "I've got to disagree with you about battle training, though. There's nothing better than a good hunt. Especially when you're in the trees trying to find a plump bird." She sighed, wishing she could feel the wind on her fur now like she could when she was crouched on top of a tree branch.

lone
January 17th, 2018, 04:57 PM
Cherrypaw didn't try to hide her smile or her giggle. She didn't understand why the older tom was so surprised that she'd asked him to talk more about himself. The she-cat loved to talk and she liked to talk about herself a fair amount. She thought she was a rather interesting cat. Even if that was false, she had a lot on her mind that she wanted to talk about anyways. Why have a voice if it weren't meant to be used? Cherrypaw figured that Foxpaw liked to talk too. He seemed well-known and as flirty as he was, she'd be surprised if he wasn't one of the most talkative cats in the Clan. The white she-cat did know that Foxpaw for sure thought a lot of himself. He was confident and that confidence radiated from his ginger pelt.

Genuinely interested in what he'd say, the younger apprentice waited patiently for Foxpaw to provide her with some facts about himself. She leaned forward a little when he began to speak, angling her snow white ears towards the tom. "That's all nice to know." She smiled warmly at the ginger tom. "Perhaps I'll get to meet your brother and some of your friends sometime." She ended with more of a question, wondering if Foxpaw would say yes. Cherrypaw now knew how the tom acted around her and she wanted to see if he was different around other cats. She let out a gigantic sigh when he mentioned his apprenticeship ending soon. "I'm so jealous. I'd kill to be as close to my warrior ceremony as you are, Foxpaw. What are you hoping your warrior name will be? Perhaps Foxclaw or Foxwhisker."

"Me?" The she-cat tried to act as surprised as Foxpaw, but failing obviously. "I've got some friends, but they're not very close to me. Sometimes I like to talk to the elders more than I like to talk to the other apprentices. A lot of the other apprentices are mouse-brained." She parted her jaws to say more, but then realized what she had said. Her blue eyes widened. "Obviously not you, Foxpaw. I think you've got a little more sense than a badger in a fit, unlike some of the cats around here." Cherrypaw leaned forward and whispered the last part. "I've got to disagree with you about battle training, though. There's nothing better than a good hunt. Especially when you're in the trees trying to find a plump bird." She sighed, wishing she could feel the wind on her fur now like she could when she was crouched on top of a tree branch.
"Ah, my friends are pretty nice. I don't think you'd like my brother, though... he doesn't have the same amount of charm as I do." The ginger feline purred, partly bragging and partly being honest. He knew that most of his friends would get along with Cherrypaw... they were pretty nice cats, and if they got along with him, they were bound to get along with any cat who could be classified as annoying. Not that the fluffy white beauty could be classified under that particular adjective, but Foxpaw was pretty sure not every cat had a little quirk for the she cats who were pretty, sassy, and a little bit "rude." Cherrypaw seemed a little rude, at least she had in the beginnning, and she was definitely sassy. Pretty? There had never been a doubt that she was a pretty she cat, just looking at her that much was obvious. Anyone would find the white feline attractive, even if her personality was too much for them. And wasn't that nice?

"My warrior name? Something cool, probably. Liiike... Foxhunter! Ooh, that would be cool. Or Foxbite, that's pretty awesome, don't you think?" The tom asked, his tail twitching back and forth as he glanced over at Cherrypaw. What was her opinion on a coolname? Chances were, he would end up with a name like 'Foxpelt' or 'Foxtail' or something else that was lame like that. Foxpaw didn't know exactly what his name would be, but he was definitely excited to find out. His warrior ceremony was probably in another moon, maybe two, and at that point? There would be no going back. He would be a full warrior of SkyClan! The tom's tail twitched back and forth, his green eyes twinkling with mischief and excitement as he listened to Cherrypaw's words. She was pretty much the opposite of him... she didn't have many friends, she liked hunting more, she thought a lot of the other apprentices were mouse-brained... but to him, that made her all the more desirable.

A she cat who was pretty much the opposite as him was a she cat who was pretty cool. Foxpaw wasn't necessarily "cool" within his group of friends. He was the jokester, the crazy one, the one who was flirty and not to be taken seriously often. He had different groups of friends... sometimes he would hang out with individuals, sometimes one or two, and sometimes more then that. But they all stayed seperate, and he was always the joking, funny, flirty tom in them. Not a lot of his friends really knew each other, and Foxpaw liked it that way. He liked being the only one in all the different groups, hanging out with them individually and stuff. It was really nice to feel like he was... special. There were funny friends in different groups, and one of them was bound to take over his special spot as the number one jokester. At least this way, he felt like he was something when he was around other cats.

Thistledawn
January 18th, 2018, 08:30 PM
"Ah, my friends are pretty nice. I don't think you'd like my brother, though... he doesn't have the same amount of charm as I do." The ginger feline purred, partly bragging and partly being honest. He knew that most of his friends would get along with Cherrypaw... they were pretty nice cats, and if they got along with him, they were bound to get along with any cat who could be classified as annoying. Not that the fluffy white beauty could be classified under that particular adjective, but Foxpaw was pretty sure not every cat had a little quirk for the she cats who were pretty, sassy, and a little bit "rude." Cherrypaw seemed a little rude, at least she had in the beginnning, and she was definitely sassy. Pretty? There had never been a doubt that she was a pretty she cat, just looking at her that much was obvious. Anyone would find the white feline attractive, even if her personality was too much for them. And wasn't that nice?

"My warrior name? Something cool, probably. Liiike... Foxhunter! Ooh, that would be cool. Or Foxbite, that's pretty awesome, don't you think?" The tom asked, his tail twitching back and forth as he glanced over at Cherrypaw. What was her opinion on a coolname? Chances were, he would end up with a name like 'Foxpelt' or 'Foxtail' or something else that was lame like that. Foxpaw didn't know exactly what his name would be, but he was definitely excited to find out. His warrior ceremony was probably in another moon, maybe two, and at that point? There would be no going back. He would be a full warrior of SkyClan! The tom's tail twitched back and forth, his green eyes twinkling with mischief and excitement as he listened to Cherrypaw's words. She was pretty much the opposite of him... she didn't have many friends, she liked hunting more, she thought a lot of the other apprentices were mouse-brained... but to him, that made her all the more desirable.

A she cat who was pretty much the opposite as him was a she cat who was pretty cool. Foxpaw wasn't necessarily "cool" within his group of friends. He was the jokester, the crazy one, the one who was flirty and not to be taken seriously often. He had different groups of friends... sometimes he would hang out with individuals, sometimes one or two, and sometimes more then that. But they all stayed seperate, and he was always the joking, funny, flirty tom in them. Not a lot of his friends really knew each other, and Foxpaw liked it that way. He liked being the only one in all the different groups, hanging out with them individually and stuff. It was really nice to feel like he was... special. There were funny friends in different groups, and one of them was bound to take over his special spot as the number one jokester. At least this way, he felt like he was something when he was around other cats.

The smaller apprentice let a purr rise from her throat. She lost her focus for a moment, daydreaming of hanging out with Foxpaw and his friends. She didn't know why the idea fascinated her so much. "I'm sure I'll like him just fine. I like a lot of cats." Cherrypaw laughed. "Actually, that's not true. I take that back." There were a pawful of cats that she could name off the top of her head that she didn't like. And those names were just cats from SkyClan. She'd met very few cats from other Clans, and not a single cat from outside of the Clans, but she Cherrypaw knew she wouldn't like them. She'd heard enough stories as a kit to know the other Clans weren't to be trusted. Just look at ThunderClan and WindClan and their dumb rivalry. I'll stick to SkyClan cats, thank you very much. Even if they are awful sometimes, Cherrypaw thought.

"Foxhunter or Foxbite sounds awesome!" The apprentice breathed a sigh. "I'm sure that whatever your warrior name is will be perfect no matter what." The she-cat smiled warmly. "Unless it's Foxheart of course." Cherrypaw joked, flicking her white tail across the ginger tom's shoulder. "You'd be a walking insult." What an awful name that would be. Surely no leader would be cruel enough to punish any cat with such a name. That made Cherrypaw wonder what her warrior name would be. She wanted something pretty or something fierce. Perhaps Cherryblossom or Cherryclaw. The white she-cat wished she could name herself. Cherryblossom would definitely be her first pick.

"What'll be your first official action as a warrior?" Cherrypaw prodded. Now that she had known a little bit about Foxpaw, she longed to know more about the ginger apprentice. He was interesting and cool and unique. She was always drawn to unique cats. She loved cats who stood out from the cats around them. They weren't basic. The younger apprentice leaned back in her nest, finally more relaxed and at ease.

lone
January 21st, 2018, 01:57 PM
The smaller apprentice let a purr rise from her throat. She lost her focus for a moment, daydreaming of hanging out with Foxpaw and his friends. She didn't know why the idea fascinated her so much. "I'm sure I'll like him just fine. I like a lot of cats." Cherrypaw laughed. "Actually, that's not true. I take that back." There were a pawful of cats that she could name off the top of her head that she didn't like. And those names were just cats from SkyClan. She'd met very few cats from other Clans, and not a single cat from outside of the Clans, but she Cherrypaw knew she wouldn't like them. She'd heard enough stories as a kit to know the other Clans weren't to be trusted. Just look at ThunderClan and WindClan and their dumb rivalry. I'll stick to SkyClan cats, thank you very much. Even if they are awful sometimes, Cherrypaw thought.

"Foxhunter or Foxbite sounds awesome!" The apprentice breathed a sigh. "I'm sure that whatever your warrior name is will be perfect no matter what." The she-cat smiled warmly. "Unless it's Foxheart of course." Cherrypaw joked, flicking her white tail across the ginger tom's shoulder. "You'd be a walking insult." What an awful name that would be. Surely no leader would be cruel enough to punish any cat with such a name. That made Cherrypaw wonder what her warrior name would be. She wanted something pretty or something fierce. Perhaps Cherryblossom or Cherryclaw. The white she-cat wished she could name herself. Cherryblossom would definitely be her first pick.

"What'll be your first official action as a warrior?" Cherrypaw prodded. Now that she had known a little bit about Foxpaw, she longed to know more about the ginger apprentice. He was interesting and cool and unique. She was always drawn to unique cats. She loved cats who stood out from the cats around them. They weren't basic. The younger apprentice leaned back in her nest, finally more relaxed and at ease.
Foxheart? What leader would name a warrior Foxheart? Just the thought of that being his name made Foxpaw shudder, and all ideas of being a good warrior flew out of his head when he thought about that. Clearly a cat with that name was not going to be the best of the best. Not that Foxpaw ever thought he would be, but he could always try, right? It would be exciting to be the best warrior, but it was an unrealistic goal. It would be hard, too... not to mention weird, actually being the best... having other cats really like him, without trying as hard... being a cool tom, and all of that stuff. Foxpaw wasn't really the "coolest cat" right now, by any standards. He was pretty much an average apprentice, who wanted to be a good warrior, who wouldn't mind being leader one day, and who had dreams and ambitions and fears just like every other cat in the Clans.

There were a couple who he didn't think had as many, if any, fears; but other then that, everything was just perfectly normal. A purr arose in the tom's throat as he responded to her previous comment about his future name. "No kidding. Bet I could count on you to be supportive though, huh?" He asked, with another purr of amusement. There was no telling whether Cherrypaw would be all that supportive of him if he were to get saddled with an awful name, or if she would turn her back on him. Nightpaw would definitely be making fun of him. Silverpaw? Probably. Asterflame? There was no doubt, she would tease him all she wanted, but she would also turn on any cats who dared to actually be rotten to him about it.

Foxpaw had some good friends, Redpaw included... or was she a warrior now? The last time he'd seen her they had been younger. "Whoa, you make it sound like I'm going to be made deputy the same day," The tom joked. It wasn't all that funny, though; his mind was truly racing with the endless possibilites that would be given to him. No more warrior escorts when things got dangerous... from now on, he could go it alone if he needed to. No more training, just hunting and patrols and, when needed, fighting. Eventually his own apprentice - now that was an exciting possibility. Foxpaw was truly thrilled at the thought of that. "Probably to gather up some friends and head out to patrol or something. Or we could do something really cool, I don't know." Foxpaw answered eventually, his green eyes sparkling as he watched Cherrypaw.

Thistledawn
January 27th, 2018, 12:19 PM
Foxheart? What leader would name a warrior Foxheart? Just the thought of that being his name made Foxpaw shudder, and all ideas of being a good warrior flew out of his head when he thought about that. Clearly a cat with that name was not going to be the best of the best. Not that Foxpaw ever thought he would be, but he could always try, right? It would be exciting to be the best warrior, but it was an unrealistic goal. It would be hard, too... not to mention weird, actually being the best... having other cats really like him, without trying as hard... being a cool tom, and all of that stuff. Foxpaw wasn't really the "coolest cat" right now, by any standards. He was pretty much an average apprentice, who wanted to be a good warrior, who wouldn't mind being leader one day, and who had dreams and ambitions and fears just like every other cat in the Clans.

There were a couple who he didn't think had as many, if any, fears; but other then that, everything was just perfectly normal. A purr arose in the tom's throat as he responded to her previous comment about his future name. "No kidding. Bet I could count on you to be supportive though, huh?" He asked, with another purr of amusement. There was no telling whether Cherrypaw would be all that supportive of him if he were to get saddled with an awful name, or if she would turn her back on him. Nightpaw would definitely be making fun of him. Silverpaw? Probably. Asterflame? There was no doubt, she would tease him all she wanted, but she would also turn on any cats who dared to actually be rotten to him about it.

Foxpaw had some good friends, Redpaw included... or was she a warrior now? The last time he'd seen her they had been younger. "Whoa, you make it sound like I'm going to be made deputy the same day," The tom joked. It wasn't all that funny, though; his mind was truly racing with the endless possibilites that would be given to him. No more warrior escorts when things got dangerous... from now on, he could go it alone if he needed to. No more training, just hunting and patrols and, when needed, fighting. Eventually his own apprentice - now that was an exciting possibility. Foxpaw was truly thrilled at the thought of that. "Probably to gather up some friends and head out to patrol or something. Or we could do something really cool, I don't know." Foxpaw answered eventually, his green eyes sparkling as he watched Cherrypaw.

Cherrypaw watched Foxpaw carefully, her blue eyes scanning his green ones. Had she gone too far? She was only joking. This was another example of why she should have thought before she opened her jaws. She sighed and lashed her white tail behind her. Her worry disappeared soon, however. Foxpaw didn't seem to caught up on Cherrypaw's bad joke. The younger apprentice's body relaxed with relief. "Of course!" She purred. "It would take a lot more than a bad name to get me to stop supporting a cat." As she thought about it, she really did mean it. A cat would have to do something extreme to make Cherrypaw stop supporting them. She knew in her heart that if a cat knowingly broke the Warrior Code, she'd find it hard to even talk to them.

"Can you blame me? Becoming a warrior is such a big change from being an apprentice. You'll have so much more freedom and all the older cats will respect you. Not to mention you won't have to do anymore apprentice duties." Cherrypaw playfully flicked her tail across the ginger tom's shoulder. "That sounds like it'll be fun." She mewed with obvious longing. "You won't forget about me when you're a warrior, will you?" She teased, her clear blue eyes sparkling.

lone
January 27th, 2018, 09:46 PM
Cherrypaw watched Foxpaw carefully, her blue eyes scanning his green ones. Had she gone too far? She was only joking. This was another example of why she should have thought before she opened her jaws. She sighed and lashed her white tail behind her. Her worry disappeared soon, however. Foxpaw didn't seem to caught up on Cherrypaw's bad joke. The younger apprentice's body relaxed with relief. "Of course!" She purred. "It would take a lot more than a bad name to get me to stop supporting a cat." As she thought about it, she really did mean it. A cat would have to do something extreme to make Cherrypaw stop supporting them. She knew in her heart that if a cat knowingly broke the Warrior Code, she'd find it hard to even talk to them.

"Can you blame me? Becoming a warrior is such a big change from being an apprentice. You'll have so much more freedom and all the older cats will respect you. Not to mention you won't have to do anymore apprentice duties." Cherrypaw playfully flicked her tail across the ginger tom's shoulder. "That sounds like it'll be fun." She mewed with obvious longing. "You won't forget about me when you're a warrior, will you?" She teased, her clear blue eyes sparkling.
The ginger tom pretended to think about Cherrypaw's question, his tail flicking back and forth and he avoided eye contact. "Welll... I mean, I can't guarantee anything..." He mewed, pausing for just a few minutes more before laughing. "I'm totally kidding! Obviously I wouldn't forget such a gorgeous face so fast!" The feline purred, his green eyes sparkling once more as he made eye contact with her, winking. There was a pleased, smug expression on his maw, his tail now still as he scanned her expression for a reaction. He didn't think she was going to like his little compliment that much; Cherrypaw was probably already over his flirting. Foxpaw had found that she cats who were impressed by, or at least tolerated his flirting, would soon change their minds once he'd used a few of the same lines over and over again, just modified a little bit to make the changes to make them sound different. [B]"What about you? When you're a warrior, you won't forget to come hunting with me... go on patrols with me... you know, stuff like that... will you?"[B] The tom asked, his green eyes almost pleading as they met Cherrypaw's stunning blue ones again. She was striking for a younger apprentice. Foxpaw's gaze had currently been on she cats who were just a little older then he was, and once he was a warrior, the boundaries were bound to open up even more. But Cherrypaw? She was definitely someone he would be interested in. Soon he would be a warrior, and then? Then perhaps she would show as much interest in him as he did in her. She cats loved older toms - didn't they?

Thistledawn
February 12th, 2018, 12:11 PM
The ginger tom pretended to think about Cherrypaw's question, his tail flicking back and forth and he avoided eye contact. "Welll... I mean, I can't guarantee anything..." He mewed, pausing for just a few minutes more before laughing. "I'm totally kidding! Obviously I wouldn't forget such a gorgeous face so fast!" The feline purred, his green eyes sparkling once more as he made eye contact with her, winking. There was a pleased, smug expression on his maw, his tail now still as he scanned her expression for a reaction. He didn't think she was going to like his little compliment that much; Cherrypaw was probably already over his flirting. Foxpaw had found that she cats who were impressed by, or at least tolerated his flirting, would soon change their minds once he'd used a few of the same lines over and over again, just modified a little bit to make the changes to make them sound different. [B]"What about you? When you're a warrior, you won't forget to come hunting with me... go on patrols with me... you know, stuff like that... will you?"[B] The tom asked, his green eyes almost pleading as they met Cherrypaw's stunning blue ones again. She was striking for a younger apprentice. Foxpaw's gaze had currently been on she cats who were just a little older then he was, and once he was a warrior, the boundaries were bound to open up even more. But Cherrypaw? She was definitely someone he would be interested in. Soon he would be a warrior, and then? Then perhaps she would show as much interest in him as he did in her. She cats loved older toms - didn't they?

Cherrypaw brushed her paw over her ears to hide her face from the other apprentice. Hurt temporarily streamed through her veins. How could Foxpaw build her up, then say something like that? Did he really see her as a temporary companion? Her worries faded as the ginger tom continued. He'd only been joking, Cherrypaw thought with a sigh of relief. She felt hot under her pelt. The snow white she-cat hoped Foxpaw couldn't tell how upset she'd been, even if it were only for a few heartbeats. She waited a bit to speak, continuing to run her paw over her ear until she didn't feel so hot anymore. She bit her lip and did the same thing Foxpaw had done to her. She tilted her head and gazed past Foxpaw, pretending to be deep in thought. "I'll think about it. Ask me again in a couple moons." She hadn't been able to get through her entire sentence without purring and giggling a little bit. She shook her head, telling Foxpaw that she was joking too. "I'll promise you right now that you'll be the first cat I go on patrol with as a warrior. We'll be the best two cat patrol around." Cherrypaw's blue eyes sparkled as she thought of the future. Then again, she was always thinking of the future. She was too impatient to wait for it. "I think we're gonna stay friends no matter how old we get." The she-cat assured Foxpaw with a smile. "All the way until we're senior warriors and elders, and even past then!" This wasn't something Cherrypaw was just saying. She believed it. The smaller apprentice thought the two of them got along well, even after the few bumps they hit earlier. They had the potential to be very good friends.

goddess of ducks
February 14th, 2018, 04:41 PM
He watched from the stars, where he and his family belonged. He hated watching her from here. He didn’t want to be separated from her. The sky separated them now, and Cliffheart was forced to watch his daughter grow up alone. He had watched her through the rest of her kithood, and now she was the only of his four kits that had made it to apprenticeship.
Cliffheart couldn’t help but think that he was a bad father. Three of his four kits had died. His daughter was the only one left, even he and his mate had been killed. But it felt worse than death itself to watch his daughter grow up from the stars. He felt proud of her for carrying on like this, but it killed him inside. He couldn’t talk with her. He couldn’t kiss her head or wrap his tail around her. Maybe if it wasn’t for Singe he would still be there.
If it wasn’t for Singe, half of his family would still be alive. The Evil Leader had killed his mate, then his son, and finally him. He had accomplished the mission of Onyx and had taken down the Stars, but Cliffheart was sure that their legacy would live on through Redpaw. His daughter was strong, he didn’t doubt that. Redpaw was just that much like her mother. Cliffheart sprang from Starclan, down from the heavens and afterlife. His starry form floated down to the Skyclan camp, his old home.
He looked around, his dull green eyes filled with sadness. This was his Clan, this was his home. He missed it dearly. He turned towards the apprentice den, his ghostly form able to see through the darkness of the night. His paws fell lightly as he walked towards the den, stars twinkled in his tan and blue fur. He brushed through the den, remembering his moons as an apprentice here. He walked with ease, for the first time in his life he didn’t have a limp, or at least, it no longer bothered him like it did when he was living.
He looked around and quietly spotted the pelt that looked so similar to that of her mother’s. He choked on a smile as he made his way towards his living daughter. Her pelt was rising and falling softly as she slept. He stepped over to her, standing beside her nest. “Oh my dear Redpaw.” he purred sadly as he looked down at her. He reached a paw out, his starry form passing through her body. He was a ghost, a spirit he couldn’t touch her. She wouldn’t see him, hear him, feel him, or smell him. To her, he was gone until the day she died.
“Oh my darling, shine bright. Shine brighter than everyone else. No cat should go through this pain in your heart. No cat deserves this. No one should suffer as you do. You will blow them all away my dear. You can rise higher, because you will reach for the stars. You will never be alone my dear.”
The tom cat moved around to lay down next to her, his starry form curled around hers. “We have given you everything. Though it feels like you lost everything, you will survive. Because you are my daughter. You have enough of your mother in you. You will do amazing my love. You have your mother’s eyes. I see her in you. That’s how I know you will do great. Even though I may not be here to comfort you, or meet your future mate, or kits, I know you can do this my Little Star. It’s hard to kill a Star, especially the bright ones. And you, you are the brightest of them all.
“In no way did I mean to leave you. I wanted to be there for you. I wanted to watch you grow old. Both I and your mother did. We gave the world to you, for you; and we know you won’t throw it away. You’re stronger than this. You will always be loved and I don’t want you to forget that my child. We dedicated every day to you. And when I see you, I know a part of her lives on. A part of us lives on. You have come of age with the Clan. The clan that we have bled and fought for. Now you serve it as your own, and I am proud of you for that. I am certain my dear daughter that someday you will blow them all away…”

Cliffheart couldn’t stay any longer. His pale starry form faded from around his daughter, disappearing back to the stars.


Constellation

lone
February 15th, 2018, 01:01 PM
Cherrypaw brushed her paw over her ears to hide her face from the other apprentice. Hurt temporarily streamed through her veins. How could Foxpaw build her up, then say something like that? Did he really see her as a temporary companion? Her worries faded as the ginger tom continued. He'd only been joking, Cherrypaw thought with a sigh of relief. She felt hot under her pelt. The snow white she-cat hoped Foxpaw couldn't tell how upset she'd been, even if it were only for a few heartbeats. She waited a bit to speak, continuing to run her paw over her ear until she didn't feel so hot anymore. She bit her lip and did the same thing Foxpaw had done to her. She tilted her head and gazed past Foxpaw, pretending to be deep in thought. "I'll think about it. Ask me again in a couple moons." She hadn't been able to get through her entire sentence without purring and giggling a little bit. She shook her head, telling Foxpaw that she was joking too. "I'll promise you right now that you'll be the first cat I go on patrol with as a warrior. We'll be the best two cat patrol around." Cherrypaw's blue eyes sparkled as she thought of the future. Then again, she was always thinking of the future. She was too impatient to wait for it. "I think we're gonna stay friends no matter how old we get." The she-cat assured Foxpaw with a smile. "All the way until we're senior warriors and elders, and even past then!" This wasn't something Cherrypaw was just saying. She believed it. The smaller apprentice thought the two of them got along well, even after the few bumps they hit earlier. They had the potential to be very good friends.
”I agree. Well… maybe we won’t always be just friends forever.” The ginger tom mewed, with a suggestive purr as he glanced at Cherrypaw. He knew she would probably be annoyed with the comment, but he had always been the type of cat to take a risk - and he was hoping that someday, maybe, Cherrypaw would be willing to take a chance on him. She definitely didn’t seem like the type. She seemed more like the type of cat to want to play it safer when it came to this type of thing - and, while she seemed a little bit into him, Foxpaw wasn’t quite sure just how “into him” she was. He would find out, eventually - surely she couldn’t keep feelings hidden forever.

Foxpaw just liked flirting… a serious relationship was something he wasn’t really interested in yet. Although he was definitely thinking about the future more and more now. It was a scary thing, the future… what would happen if one day, he woke up and the Clan was under attack and he never got a chance to have a family? As an older apprentice, Foxpaw thought about settling down sometimes - but at the same time, he wasn’t quite sure that he would be ready for that anytime soon. A mate and kits sounded great when he was older, but soon? Definitely not. He’d have to find the right she cat, first of all… and that was hard enough. The tom’s ears pricked up when he heard someone calling him from outside the den - or at least, that was what it sounded like.

”Ah… tell you what, Cherrypaw, I’ve got to get going now. You know how it is - the price of fame and all. But I’ll be seeing you around, right?” He asked, getting up out of his nest and winking at the pretty white feline, awaiting her answer before he would finally leave. Foxpaw was somewhat irritated at having his conversation with the she cat interrupted, but at the same time, he supposed it was for the best. After all, he was running out of a material… and there was no use in a flirty tom who ran out of compliments.

Thistledawn
February 16th, 2018, 10:19 PM
”I agree. Well… maybe we won’t always be just friends forever.” The ginger tom mewed, with a suggestive purr as he glanced at Cherrypaw. He knew she would probably be annoyed with the comment, but he had always been the type of cat to take a risk - and he was hoping that someday, maybe, Cherrypaw would be willing to take a chance on him. She definitely didn’t seem like the type. She seemed more like the type of cat to want to play it safer when it came to this type of thing - and, while she seemed a little bit into him, Foxpaw wasn’t quite sure just how “into him” she was. He would find out, eventually - surely she couldn’t keep feelings hidden forever.

Foxpaw just liked flirting… a serious relationship was something he wasn’t really interested in yet. Although he was definitely thinking about the future more and more now. It was a scary thing, the future… what would happen if one day, he woke up and the Clan was under attack and he never got a chance to have a family? As an older apprentice, Foxpaw thought about settling down sometimes - but at the same time, he wasn’t quite sure that he would be ready for that anytime soon. A mate and kits sounded great when he was older, but soon? Definitely not. He’d have to find the right she cat, first of all… and that was hard enough. The tom’s ears pricked up when he heard someone calling him from outside the den - or at least, that was what it sounded like.

”Ah… tell you what, Cherrypaw, I’ve got to get going now. You know how it is - the price of fame and all. But I’ll be seeing you around, right?” He asked, getting up out of his nest and winking at the pretty white feline, awaiting her answer before he would finally leave. Foxpaw was somewhat irritated at having his conversation with the she cat interrupted, but at the same time, he supposed it was for the best. After all, he was running out of a material… and there was no use in a flirty tom who ran out of compliments.

Cherrypaw let a small smile rest on her lips. She assumed the ginger tom was joking just as he was before. Still, Foxpaw's words had some weird effect on the the she-cat's heartbeat. It had skipped a beat. Maybe even two beats. She'd never met such an openly flirtatious tom before. To be honest, Cherrypaw wasn't quite sure what was mindless flirting, what was real, and what she was just making up in her head. Was the apprentice seeing a meaning to Foxpaw's words and actions that he hadn't actually intended? At least some of it had to be real. There was far too many compliments and too many purrs on the tom's end. Panic rushed through Cherrypaw's body in a wave. What did it look like from Cherrypaw's end? Had she been flirty as well? Had she tried to shut the tom down? Was she floating somewhere in the middle? The young apprentice wasn't really sure what she wanted the answer to be. As she realized before, Foxpaw was confusing. He'd frustrated and confused her more than any other cat, but that hadn't pushed her away. If anything, the pretty, young she-cat was drawn in and strangely interested.

Hearing Foxpaw's name being called pulled Cherrypaw away from her own thoughts. She let out a sigh of relief. She was beginning to give herself a headache with all of the thinking she was doing. You're going so soon? She almost wanted to say. She'd only just gotten started talking. She had a lot more to say. "I'll see you soon." The younger apprentice mewed assuringly. "We still have a lot of getting to know each other to do." Cherrypaw hoped the two of them would be able to hang out outside of the den. Foxpaw had made quite the first impression. She wondered what he was like when he was hunting or when he was with friends or when he was just doing whatever. The she-cat smiled sweetly at the tom. She was holding back a yawn. She hadn't noticed how tired she was until now. Talking to the older apprentice must have taken a lot of the energy out of her.

NightWarrior4Life
March 9th, 2018, 01:55 PM
Mystery
A calico Molly was rolling a stone between her paws until she accidentally pushed it too hard and the stone flew out into the clearing. "Oh...Dung!" ApplePaw exclaimed, frustrated. Her mother had told her as a kit to not say things like "Fox-dung" or "flea-brain" if she could really help it. She said she didn't find it very respectful or polite. But ApplePaw heard all of her siblings doing it every now and then! The apprentice was about to go after her stone when she noticed another apprentice, GreenPaw she thought her name was, sitting across from her. "Hello! Would you like to come and play rock-throw with me?" The she-cat offered.

Leopardblaze
June 12th, 2018, 10:31 PM
Leopardpaw followed the tom into the apprentice den sniffing her nest before settling down into it. Her warm gaze landed on Aloepaw. She really liked him, but they would have to wait moons before they were warriors. 'It doesn't matter,' she thought to herself. Her nest was filled with soft moss and a few feathers, she snuggled deeper into her nest. CactusHeart

CactusHeart
June 12th, 2018, 10:38 PM
Leopardpaw followed the tom into the apprentice den sniffing her nest before settling down into it. Her warm gaze landed on Aloepaw. She really liked him, but they would have to wait moons before they were warriors. 'It doesn't matter,' she thought to herself. Her nest was filled with soft moss and a few feathers, she snuggled deeper into her nest. CactusHeart

AloePaw snuggled up to LeopardPaw and purred.

Leopardblaze
June 12th, 2018, 10:44 PM
AloePaw snuggled up to LeopardPaw and purred.

Leopardpaw had given the tom a look before she felt his warm body curl around her. She nuzzled into his warm spotted fur, resting her head against his chest. The leaves of the den around them rustled in the wind, a chilly breeze finding its way through the branches. Warm against Aloepaw she started to close her eyes," Aloepaw.... I really like you." Telling something like that was hard for her to do, but she felt so comfortable around the tom that she couldn't stop herself from saying it. She could already feel her ears growing hot from the slight embarrassment of revealing a secret like that, though it was probably already evident.

CactusHeart
June 12th, 2018, 11:01 PM
Leopardpaw had given the tom a look before she felt his warm body curl around her. She nuzzled into his warm spotted fur, resting her head against his chest. The leaves of the den around them rustled in the wind, a chilly breeze finding its way through the branches. Warm against Aloepaw she started to close her eyes," Aloepaw.... I really like you." Telling something like that was hard for her to do, but she felt so comfortable around the tom that she couldn't stop herself from saying it. She could already feel her ears growing hot from the slight embarrassment of revealing a secret like that, though it was probably already evident.

“I like you too LeopardPaw, I mean, like as a friend.” He stood up and moved across the den and laid down away from LeopardPaw

Leopardblaze
June 12th, 2018, 11:07 PM
“I like you too LeopardPaw, I mean, like as a friend.” He stood up and moved across the den and laid down away from LeopardPaw

Leopardpaw watched Aloepaw stand and lay in a nest away from her. "Yeah...As a friend..." she murmured as he walked away. She tilted her head in confusion and her eyes were laced with a little hurt at this. 'Perhaps I crossed the line there,' she sighed to herself, she finally found a friend, maybe more than a friend and she had messed it up. "You mouse-brain," she muttered scolding herself for saying that, a little saddened by this, she sighed resting her head on her paws and curling her tail over her nose.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 09:20 AM
Leopardpaw watched Aloepaw stand and lay in a nest away from her. "Yeah...As a friend..." she murmured as he walked away. She tilted her head in confusion at this. 'Perhaps I crossed the line there,' she sighed to herself. "It's alright," she muttered to herself, a little sad at this, resting her head on her paws and curling her tail over her nose.


AloePaw like LeopardPaw, but he would never tell LeopardPaw. He hates seeing LeopardPaw sad though

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 10:18 AM
AloePaw like LeopardPaw, but he would never tell LeopardPaw. He hates seeing LeopardPaw sad though

Leopardpaw opened her eyes realizing she ad drifted into sleep. She yawned and turned her head toward Aloepaw. The den was a little darker than it was before but she could still see the spotted tom in the shadows, his blue eyes glowing. She wanted to go and talk to him, but she didn't know what she should say.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 11:40 AM
Leopardpaw opened her eyes realizing she ad drifted into sleep. She yawned and turned her head toward Aloepaw. The den was a little darker than it was before but she could still see the spotted tom in the shadows, his blue eyes glowing. She wanted to go and talk to him, but she didn't know what she should say.

AloePaw’s ears tilted toward LeopardPaw, expecting to hear something from her.

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 01:19 PM
AloePaw’s ears tilted toward LeopardPaw, expecting to hear something from her.


Leopardpaw stared at her paws trying to think of something to say to Aloepaw. She really didn't want to push him away at all, feeling that she had gone too far as to tell him that she liked him. She felt her belly rumble with hunger, she hadn't eaten anything all day. "Aloepaw, would you like to eat some fresh-kill with me?" she asked him, hope shining in her eyes. "I'm starving," she meowed sitting up in her nest. Her tail curled around her paws waiting for the tom to respond.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 01:31 PM
Leopardpaw stared at her paws trying to think of something to say to Aloepaw. She really didn't want to push him away at all, feeling that she had gone too far as to tell him that she liked him. She felt her belly rumble with hunger, she hadn't eaten anything all day. "Aloepaw, would you like to eat some fresh-kill with me?" she asked him, hope shining in her eyes. "I'm starving," she meowed sitting up in her nest. Her tail curled around her paws waiting for the tom to respond.

“Yeah, that’d be great.” He purred, awaiting LeopardPaw to go first

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 01:36 PM
“Yeah, that’d be great.” He purred, awaiting LeopardPaw to go first

Leopardpaw stood, her whiskers twitching happily at his gesture. She padded ahead squeezing out of the apprentice den and into the clearing. Glancing around for the fresh-kill pile. (The Clearing?)

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 01:42 PM
Leopardpaw stood, her whiskers twitching happily at his gesture. She padded ahead squeezing out of the apprentice den and into the clearing. Glancing around for the fresh-kill pile. (The Clearing?)


(yeah)

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:00 PM
AloePaw walked into the den, waiting for LeopardPaw Leopardblaze

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 08:07 PM
AloePaw walked into the den, waiting for LeopardPaw Leopardblaze

Leopardpaw squeezed through the entrance into the den padding over to Aloepaw's side.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:13 PM
Leopardpaw squeezed through the entrance into the den padding over to Aloepaw's side.


AloePaw nuzzled LeopardPaw and purred. He pulled LeopardPaw down, and playfully swatted her face.

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 08:17 PM
AloePaw nuzzled LeopardPaw and purred. He pulled LeopardPaw down, and playfully swatted her face.

Leopardpaw let herself fall as Aloepaw pulled her down. She softly batted at his muzzle a purr rumbling in her belly. She leaned forward nudging his cheek with her muzzle before swatting at his ears. "Hey," she purred, warmth shining in her green eyes.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:23 PM
Leopardpaw let herself fall as Aloepaw pulled her down. She softly batted at his muzzle a purr rumbling in her belly. She leaned forward nudging his cheek with her muzzle before swatting at his ears. "Hey," she purred, warmth shining in her green eyes.

“What is it?” He purred, nuzzling her again

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 08:26 PM
“What is it?” He purred, nuzzling her again

Leopardpaw sat up on her haunches touching her nose to his muzzle. "Oh, it's nothing. I just rolled onto a prickly burr," she purred, inspecting the fur along her spine.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:29 PM
Leopardpaw sat up on her haunches touching her nose to his muzzle. "Oh, it's nothing. I just rolled onto a prickly burr," she purred, inspecting the fur along her spine.

“Oh.” He spotted the burr and picked it out of her pelt

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 08:33 PM
“Oh.” He spotted the burr and picked it out of her pelt

"Why thank you," she purred, licking his ear. Then she began to groom him, rasping her tongue over the top of his head then his back, picking out little tangles in his fur.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:38 PM
"Why thank you," she purred, licking his ear. Then she began to groom him, rasping her tongue over the top of his head then his back, picking out little tangles in his fur.

AloePaw began to lay down and started grooming LeopardPaw’s face, along with her grooming him

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 08:43 PM
AloePaw began to lay down and started grooming LeopardPaw’s face, along with her grooming him

Leopardpaw felt so calm and relaxed as he groomed her face. She stopped grooming him for a moment. "Are we going to eat that squirrel?" she purred with a glance at the piece of fresh-kill beside them.

CactusHeart
June 13th, 2018, 08:58 PM
Leopardpaw felt so calm and relaxed as he groomed her face. She stopped grooming him for a moment. "Are we going to eat that squirrel?" she purred with a glance at the piece of fresh-kill beside them.

“We can wait.” He mewed happy to be with LeopardPaw

Leopardblaze
June 13th, 2018, 09:05 PM
“We can wait.” He mewed happy to be with LeopardPaw

"Alright," she purred nuzzling against Aloepaw's warm fur. The sun had been setting and the den was filled with the evening shadows. Their eyes glowed in the low light, she rubbed his chin with the top of her head.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 05:39 PM
"Alright," she purred nuzzling against Aloepaw's warm fur. The sun had been setting and the den was filled with the evening shadows. Their eyes glowed in the low light, she rubbed his chin with the top of her head.

“I like you LeopardPaw. Like, really like you.” He nuzzled the cat again, and started grooming her

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 05:51 PM
“I like you LeopardPaw. Like, really like you.” He nuzzled the cat again, and started grooming her

Leopardpaw felt her ears grow warm at Aloepaw's sweet confession. "I really like you to," she purred, nuzzling against him. Grooming his face, she purred happily enjoying this time spent with him.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 06:50 PM
Leopardpaw felt her ears grow warm at Aloepaw's sweet confession. "I really like you to," she purred, nuzzling against him. Grooming his face, she purred happily enjoying this time spent with him.

AloePaw playfully grabbed her scruff, and pulled her down

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 06:57 PM
AloePaw playfully grabbed her scruff, and pulled her down

Leopardpaw rolled onto her back purring, "I never want this day to end." She touched her nose with his playfully pushing him over, nuzzling into his warm fur.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 07:36 PM
Leopardpaw rolled onto her back purring, "I never want this day to end." She touched her nose with his playfully pushing him over, nuzzling into his warm fur.

“Me neither” He nuzzled her back and licked her face

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 07:41 PM
“Me neither” He nuzzled her back and licked her face

Rubbing her head against his chin she rested her head against his shoulder purring. She was probably happier than she had been in a very long time. "I feel different around you, I've never felt this way with any other cat before," she murmured quietly.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 08:12 PM
Rubbing her head against his chin she rested her head against his shoulder purring. She was probably happier than she had been in a very long time. "I feel different around you, I've never felt this way with any other cat before," she murmured quietly.

“That’s love, LeopardPaw.” He nuzzled the cat again, and purred

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 08:16 PM
“That’s love, LeopardPaw.” He nuzzled the cat again, and purred

Leopardpaw thought about what he said before looking into his blue eyes. "Then I guess I... love you," she purred nuzzling Aloepaw.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 08:22 PM
Leopardpaw thought about what he said before looking into his blue eyes. "Then I guess I... love you," she purred nuzzling Aloepaw.

“I love you too, LeopardPaw.” He nuzzled her back and licked inside her ears

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 08:25 PM
“I love you too, LeopardPaw.” He nuzzled her back and licked inside her ears

"I wish we were older," she sighed before licking his cheek. "Everything would be so much better that way."

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 08:29 PM
"I wish we were older," she sighed before licking his cheek. "Everything would be so much better that way."

“Then we could have kits.” He added, and purred

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 08:30 PM
“Then we could have kits.” He added, and purred

"Yes, then we could," she purred thinking in the future. "What do you think they would look like?" she asked.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 08:33 PM
"Yes, then we could," she purred thinking in the future. "What do you think they would look like?" she asked.


“I don’t know, but I want a daughter, so I can train her to be the best.” He purred fantasizing

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 08:40 PM
“I don’t know, but I want a daughter, so I can train her to be the best.” He purred fantasizing

"Maybe," she murmured happily dreaming of the future. "It's up to StarClan," she purred licking his ear, nuzzling him.

CactusHeart
June 15th, 2018, 08:58 PM
"Maybe," she murmured happily dreaming of the future. "It's up to StarClan," she purred licking his ear, nuzzling him.

“If I die, find a cat to live on my bloodline.” He mewed. Deep in his heart he knew Starclan would take him soon. It was destiny

Leopardblaze
June 15th, 2018, 09:02 PM
“If I die, find a cat to live on my bloodline.” He mewed. Deep in his heart he knew Starclan would take him soon. It was destiny

"Aloepaw, StarClan couldn't possibly take you now your not even a warrior yet," she meowed, shocked by his words. "I love you, Aloepaw. You need to stay with me until we're warriors so we can be happy and have a family," she purred nuzzling into his chest, he couldn't leave her. Not yet.

CactusHeart
June 16th, 2018, 02:11 PM
"Aloepaw, StarClan couldn't possibly take you now your not even a warrior yet," she meowed, shocked by his words. "I love you, Aloepaw. You need to stay with me until we're warriors so we can be happy and have a family," she purred nuzzling into his chest, he couldn't leave her. Not yet.

AloePaw jolted away from her. “I need to go.” He meowed looking back at her. He ran out of the den

Leopardblaze
June 16th, 2018, 02:55 PM
AloePaw jolted away from her. “I need to go.” He meowed looking back at her. He ran out of the den

Leopardpaw looked at him in confusion as he raced away. "Oh, Okay," she meowed as he slipped out of the den as quickly as he could.

Moon Lily
December 16th, 2018, 04:32 PM
Christmas Snowfall

Eaglepaw stepped into the den. He could smell many other cats in here.
"Woah!"

Crystalwhisker
December 16th, 2018, 04:34 PM
Christmas Snowfall

Eaglepaw stepped into the den. He could smell many other cats in here.
"Woah!"
Skykit smelled the air. "WOW im going to be here soon!" She said haply smelling all the cats.

Moon Lily
December 16th, 2018, 05:20 PM
Skykit smelled the air. "WOW im going to be here soon!" She said haply smelling all the cats.
"Yeah!" Eaglepaw had never imagined this many cats. He wondered when he would meet his mentor. Oh well!

Crystalwhisker
December 19th, 2018, 03:51 PM
"Yeah!" Eaglepaw had never imagined this many cats. He wondered when he would meet his mentor. Oh well!
"Do you know who your mentor is?" She said.

Moon Lily
December 19th, 2018, 06:11 PM
"Do you know who your mentor is?" She said.
"Milkywillow is my mentor. Though I haven't seen her around..." Eaglepaw explained .

Crystalwhisker
December 19th, 2018, 06:38 PM
"Milkywillow is my mentor. Though I haven't seen her around..." Eaglepaw explained .
"Oh okay." He said. "I should get back to the nursery I hear most apprentices don't like it when kits are here." He said getting up.

Moon Lily
December 19th, 2018, 11:59 PM
"Oh okay." He said. "I should get back to the nursery I hear most apprentices don't like it when kits are here." He said getting up.

"Oh, okay." Eaglepaw sighed. "I've got to find my mentor anyways. Nice to see you Skykit! " Now, He thought to himself . Where would Milkywillow be...?

Crystalwhisker
December 20th, 2018, 05:47 AM
"Oh, okay." Eaglepaw sighed. "I've got to find my mentor anyways. Nice to see you Skykit! " Now, He thought to himself . Where would Milkywillow be...?
Skykit tried to smell hi smell out when he smelled something that smelled really good and he started to head for it.

Branch of Life
December 20th, 2018, 03:41 PM
"Oh, okay." Eaglepaw sighed. "I've got to find my mentor anyways. Nice to see you Skykit! " Now, He thought to himself . Where would Milkywillow be...?
Milkywillow picked her way though camp until she found the apprentices den.
Her eyes looked through the den until she saw Eaglepaw. “Hello Eaglepaw.” She meowed softly. “Was that your friend back there?” She motioned to the kit that had just gone outside. Her ears were perked and ready to train her first apprentice. She could not tell if he was exited or nervous but she thought it was both. Milkywillow rembered Her first day of training,they had seen the territory so she thought that would be a great place to start with. “Today we will be going to see the territory.” She meowed Confident is her first apprentice. “Did you have a good sleep?” She meowed. Milkywillow turned and motioned to her apprentice to follow her. She walked to the camp entrance and said “You ready to go?”

Moon Lily
December 20th, 2018, 08:06 PM
Milkywillow picked her way though camp until she found the apprentices den.
Her eyes looked through the den until she saw Eaglepaw. “Hello Eaglepaw.” She meowed softly. “Was that your friend back there?” She motioned to the kit that had just gone outside. Her ears were perked and ready to train her first apprentice. She could not tell if he was exited or nervous but she thought it was both. Milkywillow rembered Her first day of training,they had seen the territory so she thought that would be a great place to start with. “Today we will be going to see the territory.” She meowed Confident is her first apprentice. “Did you have a good sleep?” She meowed. Milkywillow turned and motioned to her apprentice to follow her. She walked to the camp entrance and said “You ready to go?”

"Hi Milkywillow! I was just waiting for you!" The Tom ran up to his mentor, and noticed as she asked about Skykit. " Yeah, she is one of my friends. I've known her since the nursery! " Eaglepaw told her, his ears perking up. He felt so excited! A trip to the territory, wow! "I'd love to!" He exclaimed . "Where Do we start?" The Tom asked, following her to the camp entrance .

(Should we move to the Skyclan territory after this so we're outside of camp? You can start it there if you want!)

Branch of Life
December 20th, 2018, 08:59 PM
Lilyfur2

Milkywillow tried to hide her amusement as the tom was so exited. “Alright well start by going to the RiverClan border okay?” She meowed calmly. She tried to not see herself in him but she couldn’t stop it. “Let’s go!” She meowed starting by walking slowly trying to walk slower to keep his pace. “Is Skykit your best friend?” She asked trying to keep Eaglepaw’s mind busy. Milkywillow smelt a songthrush but had to fight her instincts to hunt because,she had an objective,Eaglepaw. She had to not hunt,she could do that later right now Eaglepaw was important.

Madelaine
January 26th, 2019, 11:59 PM
~ Snow Blade ~

Thunderpaw had been laying in his nest all day. The wound on his shoulder throbbed. Every time he stood up it would hurt again. The apprentice had his head faced down in his nest, his injured shoulder red and puffy from infections.

(he needs somebody to check on him)

furrensic
February 7th, 2019, 03:36 PM
Cosmo

Timberpaw walked into the apprentices den, stretching out his legs. The small tabby had grown a bit, and he was happy about it. He was still smaller than most, but not the smallest, and that was fine with him.
The brown apprentice padded over to the bed made from moss, and layed down on his side. He stretched out his legs again, then shot up. Doepaw! Timberpaw hadn't talked to him since they became apprentices!

He looked around for his best friend, being filled with joy.

Cosmo
February 9th, 2019, 11:49 AM
Cosmo

Timberpaw walked into the apprentices den, stretching out his legs. The small tabby had grown a bit, and he was happy about it. He was still smaller than most, but not the smallest, and that was fine with him.
The brown apprentice padded over to the bed made from moss, and layed down on his side. He stretched out his legs again, then shot up. Doepaw! Timberpaw hadn't talked to him since they became apprentices!

He looked around for his best friend, being filled with joy.

For everyone else becoming a apprentice was a time of happiness and excitement. Doepaw had felt the joy that everyone else did, but it was mixed with an equal amount of fear, so that that the young tom didn't know which he had been feeling. He had powers.. to see dead cats. His grandparents, and other clan members... non-clan cats as well. How long until it was discovered? Being an apprentice met people noticing him more. He just had to blend in.

Doepaw raised his head from his nest, hoping to find a quick and efficient way out that wouldn't be noticed, but he was distracted when he saw Timberpaw. "Hi, Timberpaw," he said quietly, trying not to attract attention. Even though their nests were next to each others, Doepaw hadn't talked to the tom in a bit.

furrensic
February 9th, 2019, 12:09 PM
For everyone else becoming a apprentice was a time of happiness and excitement. Doepaw had felt the joy that everyone else did, but it was mixed with an equal amount of fear, so that that the young tom didn't know which he had been feeling. He had powers.. to see dead cats. His grandparents, and other clan members... non-clan cats as well. How long until it was discovered? Being an apprentice met people noticing him more. He just had to blend in.

Doepaw raised his head from his nest, hoping to find a quick and efficient way out that wouldn't be noticed, but he was distracted when he saw Timberpaw. "Hi, Timberpaw," he said quietly, trying not to attract attention. Even though their nests were next to each others, Doepaw hadn't talked to the tom in a bit.

"Doepaw!" Timberpaw smiled, greeting his friend loudly, unlike Doepaw. The young toms tail flicked in interest, "How do you like being an apprentice?" He asked curiously. Timber was still the same excitable cat, still like a kit.

Cosmo
February 9th, 2019, 01:01 PM
"Doepaw!" Timberpaw smiled, greeting his friend loudly, unlike Doepaw. The young toms tail flicked in interest, "How do you like being an apprentice?" He asked curiously. Timber was still the same excitable cat, still like a kit.

Doepaw's ears flattened notably when the tom spoke. "I'm fine," the pale brown tom said as he looked around to see if any of the cats in the den had actually managed to stay asleep with Timberpaw spoke. "It's fine," he said plainly, "being an apprentice that is." He didn't have much to say about being an apprentice, he tried not to socialize, though he had a few friends he kept and of course his sisters. Other than that he focused on his training, and staying out of sight.

furrensic
February 9th, 2019, 01:17 PM
Doepaw's ears flattened notably when the tom spoke. "I'm fine," the pale brown tom said as he looked around to see if any of the cats in the den had actually managed to stay asleep with Timberpaw spoke. "It's fine," he said plainly, "being an apprentice that is." He didn't have much to say about being an apprentice, he tried not to socialize, though he had a few friends he kept and of course his sisters. Other than that he focused on his training, and staying out of sight.

"It's amazing! Next thing you know, we'll be warriors!" Timberpaw said, a tad bit quieter this time. The brown tabby shifted slightly. "Have you made any friends?" He questioned, with a small smile. He knew his friend didn't socialize much, and rather stay out of sight, but Timberpaw wondered if he opened up a bit to anyone.

Cosmo
February 16th, 2019, 09:55 AM
"It's amazing! Next thing you know, we'll be warriors!" Timberpaw said, a tad bit quieter this time. The brown tabby shifted slightly. "Have you made any friends?" He questioned, with a small smile. He knew his friend didn't socialize much, and rather stay out of sight, but Timberpaw wondered if he opened up a bit to anyone.

Doepaw couldn't help but chuckle at that comment. "We're only six moons old Timberpaw," his mood had slightly improved due to being near the tom, he was quite excitable, the opposite of Doepaw. "Yes," it was almost a lie, he hadn't really made friends but he had met plenty of cats his age and talked to them. He had socialized a bit, on his level that counted.

furrensic
February 16th, 2019, 10:05 AM
Doepaw couldn't help but chuckle at that comment. "We're only six moons old Timberpaw," his mood had slightly improved due to being near the tom, he was quite excitable, the opposite of Doepaw. "Yes," it was almost a lie, he hadn't really made friends but he had met plenty of cats his age and talked to them. He had socialized a bit, on his level that counted.

"Really?" Timberpaw asked, surprised that Doepaw socialized. "Who are they?" He asked, now interested in knowing who the other toms friends were.

Cosmo
February 21st, 2019, 07:05 AM
"Really?" Timberpaw asked, surprised that Doepaw socialized. "Who are they?" He asked, now interested in knowing who the other toms friends were.

“Um,” Doepaw started, taken off guard by the other tom. He thought back to his ceremony, trying to think of the other kits who had become apprentices along side him, other than Timberpaw and his sisters he could remember two. “Bellpaw and... Snowpaw.” Doepaw had seen the two around, but hadn’t talked to them. At least other than a vague ‘hi’. Doepaw was a antisocial cat, that was really all there was to it.

furrensic
February 21st, 2019, 03:11 PM
“Um,” Doepaw started, taken off guard by the other tom. He thought back to his ceremony, trying to think of the other kits who had become apprentices along side him, other than Timberpaw and his sisters he could remember two. “Bellpaw and... Snowpaw.” Doepaw had seen the two around, but hadn’t talked to them. At least other than a vague ‘hi’. Doepaw was a antisocial cat, that was really all there was to it.


Timberpaw smiled, his ears perking up. "Oh!" He meowed, not knowing the two apprentices. "I'm glad you talked to some other apprentices."

Cosmo
February 28th, 2019, 06:19 PM
Timberpaw smiled, his ears perking up. "Oh!" He meowed, not knowing the two apprentices. "I'm glad you talked to some other apprentices."

Doepaw was relived that Timberpaw didn't know the two apprentices."Yeah, uh, they were nice," he stated plainly, having nothing to say about the apprentices he never met. "But what about you? What have you been doing?"

furrensic
February 28th, 2019, 06:31 PM
Doepaw was relived that Timberpaw didn't know the two apprentices."Yeah, uh, they were nice," he stated plainly, having nothing to say about the apprentices he never met. "But what about you? What have you been doing?"

Timberpaw hummed. "Training with my mentor, oh! And playing with kits in the nursery." He meowed.

Cosmo
February 28th, 2019, 07:01 PM
Timberpaw hummed. "Training with my mentor, oh! And playing with kits in the nursery." He meowed.

Doepaw nodded along. “I visited the nursery once or twice,” he stated, it was true, he had a few kit friends, that he was actually friends with. He had trained with his mentor too, that had taken up most of his few days as a apprentice, because that was the point of apprenticeship, learning everything that you possibly could.

furrensic
February 28th, 2019, 07:08 PM
Doepaw nodded along. “I visited the nursery once or twice,” he stated, it was true, he had a few kit friends, that he was actually friends with. He had trained with his mentor too, that had taken up most of his few days as a apprentice, because that was the point of apprenticeship, learning everything that you possibly could.

Timberpaw nodded, thinking of what to say next. His gaze glanced around the den. His ears perked up slightly, "Wanna play tag?" He asked with a smile. Timber really never grew out of the playing.

Cosmo
March 1st, 2019, 06:24 AM
Timberpaw nodded, thinking of what to say next. His gaze glanced around the den. His ears perked up slightly, "Wanna play tag?" He asked with a smile. Timber really never grew out of the playing.

Doepaw shrugged. “Sure,” he said, aware of his best friend skittish nature. “Tag! You’re i!” he purred with as much excitement as he could muster. He swatted Timbrpaw’s leg and ran out of the den.

furrensic
March 1st, 2019, 03:10 PM
Doepaw shrugged. “Sure,” he said, aware of his best friend skittish nature. “Tag! You’re i!” he purred with as much excitement as he could muster. He swatted Timbrpaw’s leg and ran out of the den.

Timberpaw hummed joyfully, before getting up. The game was on! He ran after Doepaw.

furrensic
April 7th, 2019, 01:38 PM
Had Timberpaw made the right choice? He lay in his nest, his bushy tail flicking. He had agreed to train with a dark forest cat! But they said it was to help his clan, so it was alright, right? That's what he thought atleast.
Hearing that there was a war, made him question a few things. Would he actually train with them? The dark forest warrior had said that the clan and Starclan made them seem evil.
"As long as it'll help the clan." He told himself, the Somali shifting slightly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad?
Because he hadn't known he made a terrible decision. It was alright in his mind.
His ears swiveled as he heard someone walk into the den. His brown gaze falling on a small grey molly. Well, I'm not the only one. Dawnpaw and Snowpaw train in the dark forest too. He thought with a nod to himself.
His ear flicked, becoming bored. He decide to greet the small molly. "Hello!" He greeted, cheer in his tone as usual. Timber was partially known for being loud and easily excited.
That explained why he got on most felines nerves. But he didn't care all that much, seeing as he just wanted friends.

--

~Silverkit~

~Silverkit~
April 7th, 2019, 01:46 PM
Had Timberpaw made the right choice? He lay in his nest, his bushy tail flicking. He had agreed to train with a dark forest cat! But they said it was to help his clan, so it was alright, right? That's what he thought atleast.
Hearing that there was a war, made him question a few things. Would he actually train with them? The dark forest warrior had said that the clan and Starclan made them seem evil.
"As long as it'll help the clan." He told himself, the Somali shifting slightly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad?
Because he hadn't known he made a terrible decision. It was alright in his mind.
His ears swiveled as he heard someone walk into the den. His brown gaze falling on a small grey molly. Well, I'm not the only one. Dawnpaw and Snowpaw train in the dark forest too. He thought with a nod to himself.
His ear flicked, becoming bored. He decide to greet the small molly. "Hello!" He greeted, cheer in his tone as usual. Timber was partially known for being loud and easily excited.
That explained why he got on most felines nerves. But he didn't care all that much, seeing as he just wanted friends.

--

~Silverkit~
Smallpaw had been resting but Timberpaw had woken her up. She looked up at him, tiredly. She sat up, with a yawn. "Hi." She said, her big blue eyes looking up at him. She fluffed out her grey fur.

furrensic
April 7th, 2019, 01:53 PM
Smallpaw had been resting but Timberpaw had woken her up. She looked up at him, tiredly. She sat up, with a yawn. "Hi." She said, her big blue eyes looking up at him. She fluffed out her grey fur.
Timberpaw tilted his head, giving a nervous grin. "Oh did I wake you? Sorry." He apologized, making sure to speak a bit quieter than usual. "I don't think I've seen you before, what's your name?" Timber inquired, raising a brow. He shifted slightly, a warm breeze going through the den ruffled his fur. "I'm Timberpaw." He nodded with a grin.

~Silverkit~
April 7th, 2019, 02:00 PM
Timberpaw tilted his head, giving a nervous grin. "Oh did I wake you? Sorry." He apologized, making sure to speak a bit quieter than usual. "I don't think I've seen you before, what's your name?" Timber inquired, raising a brow. He shifted slightly, a warm breeze going through the den ruffled his fur. "I'm Timberpaw." He nodded with a grin.
"It's fine. I'm Smallpaw" Smallpaw whispered softly. She smiled softly. She was tired but she'd wake up more later. She was cold for some odd reason.

furrensic
April 7th, 2019, 02:11 PM
"It's fine. I'm Smallpaw" Smallpaw whispered softly. She smiled softly. She was tired but she'd wake up more later. She was cold for some odd reason.
Timberpaws ear swiveled slightly, nodding at her name. "Nice to meet you, Smallpaw!" He greeted. A question popped into his mind. What if she found out, he was in the dark forest?- He shook his head, getting rid of the pesky thought.

~Silverkit~
April 7th, 2019, 02:16 PM
Timberpaws ear swiveled slightly, nodding at her name. "Nice to meet you, Smallpaw!" He greeted. A question popped into his mind. What if she found out, he was in the dark forest?- He shook his head, getting rid of the pesky thought.
"Nice to meet you too, Timberpaw!" Smallpaw meowed. She saw his nervous look. I wonder if he's ok... she wondered. "You ok? You look nervous. Don't worry, I'm not a mean she cat like the others." She meowed, a smile on her face.

furrensic
April 7th, 2019, 02:40 PM
"Nice to meet you too, Timberpaw!" Smallpaw meowed. She saw his nervous look. I wonder if he's ok... she wondered. "You ok? You look nervous. Don't worry, I'm not a mean she cat like the others." She meowed, a smile on her face.
The others? Timberpaw shrugged her words from his mind. He'd only met one molly which he considered slightly grumpy. Which was Dawnpaw. "Ah, no I'm fine!" He told with a grin. "Just thinking about something." He commented, shifting slightly.

~Silverkit~
April 7th, 2019, 02:42 PM
The others? Timberpaw shrugged her words from his mind. He'd only met one molly which he considered slightly grumpy. Which was Dawnpaw. "Ah, no I'm fine!" He told with a grin. "Just thinking about something." He commented, shifting slightly.
"Ok... If you say so..." Smallpaw meowed, still suspicious. She pushed the Thought away though.

rascalcats
April 24th, 2019, 05:47 PM
Rosepaw startled awake. Another nightmare, she thought immediately, trying to calm herself down. She was shaking. Sweating. Trying to not think of her father plummeting to his death, or her mother bleeding out in the Medicine Cat's Den. She sighed. Tucked her paws under her tail. Wriggled closer to her brother.

Dawn light began to filter through the entrance not long after Rosepaw woke up. She would be needing to eat soon, she realized as her stomach let out an angry growl. "Psst," she hissed, prodding at her brother's flank. "I'm hungry."

ItsATryp
April 24th, 2019, 05:53 PM
Rosepaw startled awake. Another nightmare, she thought immediately, trying to calm herself down. She was shaking. Sweating. Trying to not think of her father plummeting to his death, or her mother bleeding out in the Medicine Cat's Den. She sighed. Tucked her paws under her tail. Wriggled closer to her brother.

Dawn light began to filter through the entrance not long after Rosepaw woke up. She would be needing to eat soon, she realized as her stomach let out an angry growl. "Psst," she hissed, prodding at her brother's flank. "I'm hungry."

Compared to his sister, Asterpaw had slept pretty peacefully. In fact, he was in deep sleep, so when Rosepaw poked at him, he didn't exactly wake up quickly. "Hmmff...?" He mumbled in response, slowly drifting into consciousness. He didn't really like being woken up and preferred to wake up on his own, but what could he do then? A yawn escaped his mouth, and you could tell the apprentice was still very tired and half-asleep. "...What?"

rascalcats
April 24th, 2019, 05:56 PM
Compared to his sister, Asterpaw had slept pretty peacefully. In fact, he was in deep sleep, so when Rosepaw poked at him, he didn't exactly wake up quickly. "Hmmff...?" He mumbled in response, slowly drifting into consciousness. He didn't really like being woken up and preferred to wake up on his own, but what could he do then? A yawn escaped his mouth, and you could tell the apprentice was still very tired and half-asleep. "...What?"

Rosepaw watched patiently as her brother came to, flicking her tail every once in a while and prodding him gently to help him wake up. "Come on, I'm starving," she whined, a stark contrast from how she acted when she was around other cats. She would simply swallow any complaints she had and wait until she was alone, or alone with her brother, to even speak, let alone complain. But now, she was alone with Asterpaw, so she felt comfortable enough to voice what was bothering her.

ItsATryp
April 24th, 2019, 06:59 PM
Rosepaw watched patiently as her brother came to, flicking her tail every once in a while and prodding him gently to help him wake up. "Come on, I'm starving," she whined, a stark contrast from how she acted when she was around other cats. She would simply swallow any complaints she had and wait until she was alone, or alone with her brother, to even speak, let alone complain. But now, she was alone with Asterpaw, so she felt comfortable enough to voice what was bothering her.

It was easy to tell that the ginger tom wasn't exactly a morning person. "Give me a moment..." He replied, another yawn escaping his mouth. Asterpaw laid there for a little bit longer before reluctantly getting up, stretching his front legs out. "I guess I'm a little hungry too," he sighed, although at that moment he'd rather go back to sleep for a little while longer. He wasn't usually this grumpy, but he was tired.

rascalcats
April 24th, 2019, 07:26 PM
It was easy to tell that the ginger tom wasn't exactly a morning person. "Give me a moment..." He replied, another yawn escaping his mouth. Asterpaw laid there for a little bit longer before reluctantly getting up, stretching his front legs out. "I guess I'm a little hungry too," he sighed, although at that moment he'd rather go back to sleep for a little while longer. He wasn't usually this grumpy, but he was tired.

Rosepaw smiled when Asterpaw finally got out of his nest, and she bounced on her toes impatiently, her tail twitching with every little bounce. She led the way to the entrance of the Apprentice's Den, but then hung back, waiting for Asterpaw to lead the way outside. She always did this; it was like her personality made a complete 180 as soon as she was out in the open.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 06:01 PM
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The young tom was curled in his nest, squeezing himself into a tight ball, covering what parts of his face showed with his bushy tail. He still felt horrible, even after the battle ended, but at least his side didn't sting anymore. That was something good , he guessed. Timbers breathing was slow, like he was asleep, but the reality was, he would hold his breath for just a second, then let it go. He kept his breathing slow, because he didn't want to be bothered, or talk to. He didn't deserve to be talked to, letting out a sigh that could barely be heard. What would his mother do of she found out he'd went against his clan? She'd be disappointed for sure, but he would be to. He promised to be a good apprentice, he promised to help his clan! And what had he done? Hurt it.
It took timberpaw a few moments to realize he'd started crying softly, breathing uneven. He squeezed himself into a tighter ball, hoping it would help muffle his sobs.
He just wanted to see his nest friend, Doepaw. Or Dawnpaw. Or his mother, Deertail, even his father, he wanted to see the starclan tom he lover so much. But then again, why was he interested in starclan? He was going to the dark forest undoubtedly, for his deeds. He was a coward, he hid after killing someone just like Snowpaw said. Because Snowpaw was smarter than him, and knew more about the world, about pain, and so did dawn.
By this time, his sobs had become louder, breath hitching sharply now and then. He'd remembered when Dawnpaw ran from the clearing in the middle of the battle, along with quickfeather. He could only hope that she was ok, and didn't get hurt. Maybe she could cheer him up, he wasn't sure where doe was, or where his mother was. Pathetic Timberpaw thought with sorrow and disgust. Was he really so dependent on others, he needed someone who didn't even like him to cheer him up? "I'm sorry I'm not as good as I promised I would be mom." He choked out in a whisper, knowing his mother wasn't there, but it made him feel ever so slightly better.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 06:38 PM
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The young tom was curled in his nest, squeezing himself into a tight ball, covering what parts of his face showed with his bushy tail. He still felt horrible, even after the battle ended, but at least his side didn't sting anymore. That was something good , he guessed. Timbers breathing was slow, like he was asleep, but the reality was, he would hold his breath for just a second, then let it go. He kept his breathing slow, because he didn't want to be bothered, or talk to. He didn't deserve to be talked to, letting out a sigh that could barely be heard. What would his mother do of she found out he'd went against his clan? She'd be disappointed for sure, but he would be to. He promised to be a good apprentice, he promised to help his clan! And what had he done? Hurt it.
It took timberpaw a few moments to realize he'd started crying softly, breathing uneven. He squeezed himself into a tighter ball, hoping it would help muffle his sobs.
He just wanted to see his nest friend, Doepaw. Or Dawnpaw. Or his mother, Deertail, even his father, he wanted to see the starclan tom he lover so much. But then again, why was he interested in starclan? He was going to the dark forest undoubtedly, for his deeds. He was a coward, he hid after killing someone just like Snowpaw said. Because Snowpaw was smarter than him, and knew more about the world, about pain, and so did dawn.
By this time, his sobs had become louder, breath hitching sharply now and then. He'd remembered when Dawnpaw ran from the clearing in the middle of the battle, along with quickfeather. He could only hope that she was ok, and didn't get hurt. Maybe she could cheer him up, he wasn't sure where doe was, or where his mother was. Pathetic Timberpaw thought with sorrow and disgust. Was he really so dependent on others, he needed someone who didn't even like him to cheer him up? "I'm sorry I'm not as good as I promised I would be mom." He choked out in a whisper, knowing his mother wasn't there, but it made him feel ever so slightly better.



The sunlit sky was a deep shade of pink,orange and yellow notifying the cream Molly it was sunrise but she ignored the fact she had been gone from camp since moonhigh."...".Dawn'Paw couldn't speak, she couldn't think, she couldn't move. She just sat there with her blue eyes that looked lifeless, small blood stains still remained on her pelt.'...Maybe....if I just stay here....I could just...run away from all this...'.She thought as she looked at the sky, she closed her eyes but was met with the same thing, all she could see or more precisely remember was the looks on Timber'Paw, Snow'Paw and, well a certain she cats face.Dawn'Paw started trembling a bit, she felt like crying again but she forced the event of the night before away as she gave a shaky sigh, she stood up.
"...I better get back...before I become the cause of another problem...".
She mumbled, she wasn't exactly talking to anyone in particular but she wanted to boost her confidence, she padded towards camp, each step became more reluctant and shaky then the first.'W....Why does it even matter if I go back anyway....'.Despite thinking that two cats popped into her head, Timber'Paw and Snow'Paw, The two cats who have, for some reason, stuck by her side."I really am weak...I found things I care about? Heh..how pathetic of me...".she laughed a little feeling pathetic,she blocked off her feelings as she strode into camp, face blank, as soon as she entered the clearing she could feel the glares of her Clanmates bore into her.Dawn'Paw took a sharp turn as she entered the Apprentice den , luckily it was empty, or that's what she thought.'Wait...What's that sound?'.Hearing muffle sobs she looked to the very back of the den cautiously, seeing who it was made her face retort from a blank slate to concern.'He's crying...And...It's my fault...'.She got a slight pang pierce her chest, she had never felt this before.Not knowing what to say she slowly curled up next to the Timber'Paw, trying to comfort him with her warmth.
"....Timber...".
Her voice shook slightly as she mumbled his name softly, she looked like a wreck and so did Timber'Paw.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 06:56 PM
The sunlit sky was a deep shade of pink,orange and yellow notifying the cream Molly it was sunrise but she ignored the fact she had been gone from camp since moonhigh."...".Dawn'Paw couldn't speak, she couldn't think, she couldn't move. She just sat there with her blue eyes that looked lifeless, small blood stains still remained on her pelt.'...Maybe....if I just stay here....I could just...run away from all this...'.She thought as she looked at the sky, she closed her eyes but was met with the same thing, all she could see or more precisely remember was the looks on Timber'Paw, Snow'Paw and, well a certain she cats face.Dawn'Paw started trembling a bit, she felt like crying again but she forced the event of the night before away as she realised a shaky sigh, she stood up.
"...I better get back...before I become the cause of another problem...".
She mumbled, she wasn't exactly talking to anyone in particular but she wanted to boost her confidence, she padded towards camp, each step became more reluctant and shaky then the first.'W....Why does it even matter if I go back anyway....'.Despite thinking that two cats popped into her head, Timber'Paw and Snow'Paw, The two cats who have, for some reason, stuck by her side."I really am weak...I found things I care about? Heh..how pathetic of me...".she laughed a little feeling pathetic,she blocked off her feelings as she strode into camp, face blank, as soon as she entered the clearing she could feel the glares of her Clanmates bore into her.Dawn'Paw took a sharp turn as she entered the Apprentice den , luckily it was empty, or that's what she thought.'Wait...What's that sound?'.Hearing muffle sobs she looked to the very back of the den cautiously, seeing who it was made her face retort from a blank slate to concern.'He's crying...And...It's my fault...'.She got a slight pang pierce her chest, she had never felt this before.Not knowing what to say she slowly curled up next to the Timber'Paw, trying to comfort him with her warmth.
"....Timber...".
Her voice shook slightly as she mumbled his name softly, she looked like a wreck and so did Timber'Paw.

The dusty brown on wrapped his tail around him more as he heard light pawsteps, coming into the den. He let out one last sob, holding his breath after. He didn't want whoever came into to know he'd been crying, that wasn't cool, in his opinion. He shuffled slightly feeling the feline lay down, ears folding back slightly. He felt himself perk up at the familiar voice, Dawn? "..D..Dawn?" he stammered out, voice cracking in the process.
He thought she'd ran away. Maybe quickfeather got her to come back! He peaked out from behind his tail slightly, catching a glimpse of the cream molly. Worry struck, seeing her. She looked like a complete wreck! What happened to her?! Timber thought, eyes widening.
The tom felt like he was gonna start sobbing again, water building up in his eyes. He opened his mouth, nothing coming out, before a few times. "Wha- what happened?" He croaked, moving his tail a bit more so he could see the molly better. Timberpaw blinked a few times, hoping to rid of the tears behind his eyes.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 07:36 PM
The dusty brown on wrapped his tail around him more as he heard light pawsteps, coming into the den. He let out one last sob, holding his breath after. He didn't want whoever came into to know he'd been crying, that wasn't cool, in his opinion. He shuffled slightly feeling the feline lay down, ears folding back slightly. He felt himself perk up at the familiar voice, Dawn? "..D..Dawn?" he stammered out, voice cracking in the process.
He thought she'd ran away. Maybe quickfeather got her to come back! He peaked out from behind his tail slightly, catching a glimpse of the cream molly. Worry struck, seeing her. She looked like a complete wreck! What happened to her?! Timber thought, eyes widening.
The tom felt like he was gonna start sobbing again, water building up in his eyes. He opened his mouth, nothing coming out, before a few times. "Wha- what happened?" He croaked, moving his tail a bit more so he could see the molly better. Timberpaw blinked a few times, hoping to rid of the tears behind his eyes.


Dawn'Paw spoke in another soft tone, which was very much unlike her."Yes...It's me...".Seeing him look at her She felt guilt get to her,He looked horrible,she went to say something but his question cut her off."...N-Nothing happened...Forget about me, How about you...Are you okay?".She asked slowly, her voice was a little shaky,she once again felt another pang of guilt seeing him trying to find the words. She didn't know what to do anymore, so many things had happened, no matter what she did nothing changed, nothing got better, no one saw her, no one looked at her.
No One Cared
That last thought made her feel empty inside, she felt like crying but she forced herself to blink back the tears, she let out a small sigh as she looked at Timber'Paw."...I'm sorry...If I wasn't so weak and useless I would of stopped you-I could of stopped you but...I-I lost control of my emotions...In the end- I jUsT eNd Up HuRtInG eVeRyOnE!".Her voice cracked as she sudden felt tears come out,she turned her head away from the Tom trying to hide her face, she didn't want him of all cats to see her like this- to see her vulnerable.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 07:58 PM
Dawn'Paw spoke in another soft tone, which was very much unlike her."Yes...It's me...".Seeing him look at her She felt guilt get to her,He looked horrible,she went to say something but his question cut her off."...N-Nothing happened...Forget about me, How about you...Are you okay?".She asked slowly, her voice was a little shaky,she once again felt another pang of guilt seeing him trying to find the words. She didn't know what to do anymore, so many things had happened, no matter what she did nothing changed, nothing got better, no one saw her, no one looked at her.
No One Cared
That last thought made her feel empty inside, she felt like crying but she forced herself to blink back the tears, she let out a small sigh as she looked at Timber'Paw."...I'm sorry...If I wasn't so weak and useless I would of stopped you-I could of stopped you but...I-I lost control of my emotions...In the end- I jUsT eNd Up HuRtInG eVeRyOnE!".Her voice cracked as she sudden felt tears come out,she turned her head away from the Tom trying to hide her face, she didn't want him of all cats to see her like this- to see her vulnerable.
He felt his heart shatter into small pieces seeing Dawnpaw start crying. He didn't know why he felt so hurt when he saw the molly sob, but he did. He faced her, eyes wide with worry, "..Dawn.., it's not your fault!..I..If I hadn't been so dumb, none of this would've happened..a..and you're not weak or useless!" He stammered, pain in his tone. She shifted slightly, putting his bushy tail on the mollies back in a comforting way.
"You're... tough!" he said, slightly red eyes softening with a frown.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 08:29 PM
He felt his heart shatter into small pieces seeing Dawnpaw start crying. He didn't know why he felt so hurt when he saw the molly sob, but he did. He faced her, eyes wide with worry, "..Dawn.., it's not your fault!..I..If I hadn't been so dumb, none of this would've happened..a..and you're not weak or useless!" He stammered, pain in his tone. She shifted slightly, putting his bushy tail on the mollies back in a comforting way.
"You're... tough!" he said, slightly red eyes softening with a frown.

Dawn'Paw looked back at Timber'Paw."I-It is my fault...I should have talked you and Snow'Paw out of being stupid...".She mumbled as she tried to avoid his gaze, hearing what he said her eyes widen slightly before she spoke weakly, sniffling a little."...N-no...I'm not...I only act that way...I-I wish I was more like you,Timber your considerate, sweet, positive...Kind-hearted...".She still had a few tears coming out before Dawn'Paw looked at him a soft but sad smile forming on her face unlike her fake smiles this was a real genuine smile, the fist one she had ever given to a cat in moons."There are so so many things I like and envy about you...But look at me...can you really say I'm all those things after what happened?....I was the mistake of a relationship that was never meant to be...". Her last words reformed a memory from her kithood, this wasn't this first time she had said this, she just looked at Timber'Paw softly but in a sad manner.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 08:48 PM
Dawn'Paw looked back at Timber'Paw."I-It is my fault...I should have talked you and Snow'Paw out of being stupid...".She mumbled as she tried to avoid his gaze, hearing what he said her eyes widen slightly before she spoke weakly, sniffling a little."...N-no...I'm not...I only act that way...I-I wish I was more like you,Timber your considerate, sweet, positive...Kind-hearted...".She still had a few tears coming out before Dawn'Paw looked at him a soft but sad smile forming on her face unlike her fake smiles this was a real genuine smile, the fist one she had ever given to a cat in moons."There are so so many things I like and envy about you...But look at me...can you really say I'm all those things after what happened?....I was the mistake of a relationship that was never meant to be...". Her last words reformed a memory from her kithood, this wasn't this first time she had said this, she just looked at Timber'Paw softly but in a sad manner.

She..she likes things about me? Timberpaw thought with shock, his eyes wide. The dusty tom felt himself brighten, She doesn't haye me! Though his excited thoughts stopped once Dawn had started talking again. A mistake? He shifted closer, brows furrowed into a Stern look, which was a surprise. Who knew he could look angry? "Don't..don't say that!" the apprentice meowed, talk flicking sadly. He felt some water collect in his eyes, before speaking again.
"You're a good person.. you're gonna go to starclan, a..and you're cool." Timberpaw said, genuine joy in his eyes, mixed along with some sadness.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 08:58 PM
She..she likes things about me? Timberpaw thought with shock, his eyes wide. The dusty tom felt himself brighten, She doesn't hate me! Though his excited thoughts stopped once Dawn had started talking again. A mistake? He shifted closer, brows furrowed into a Stern look, which was a surprise. Who knew he could look angry? "Don't..don't say that!" the apprentice meowed, talk flicking sadly. He felt some water collect in his eyes, before speaking again.
"You're a good person.. you're gonna go to starclan, a..and you're cool." Timberpaw said, genuine joy in his eyes, mixed along with some sadness.


Dawn'Paw looked at him in surprise before sighing softly a even bigger smile formed on her face as she spoke softly."Frankly your the only one who would think that...".Saying that leaned into him a little, she assumed for comfort mostly before mumbling softly."Thank you...for everything...".She was half angry at herself for being so weak and vulnerable looking but for some odd reason she didn't mind showing this side to Timber'Paw.'...What am I doing...I'm being stupid...but...Why do I feel oddly comforted by this?'.She felt her nerves calm down a bit before she pulled back a little embarrassed.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 09:22 PM
Dawn'Paw looked at him in surprise before sighing softly a even bigger smile formed on her face as she spoke softly."Frankly your the only one who would think that...".Saying that leaned into him a little, she assumed for comfort mostly before mumbling softly."Thank you...for everything...".She was half angry at herself for being so weak and vulnerable looking but for some odd reason she didn't mind showing this side to Timber'Paw.'...What am I doing...I'm being stupid...but...Why do I feel oddly comforted by this?'.She felt her nerves calm down a bit before she pulled back a little embarrassed.

Timberpaw stiffened as the cream molly leaned into him a bit. He'd never seen Dawnpaw like this! Maybe she was sick...she did look kinda tired. Something was wrong! The brown tom flicked his bushy tail feeling the other pull back. A small grin made it's way to his features, "It's no problem." he spoke softly, his excited appearance basically flying out the window.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 09:32 PM
Timberpaw stiffened as the cream molly leaned into him a bit. He'd never seen Dawnpaw like this! Maybe she was sick...she did look kinda tired. Something was wrong! The brown tom flicked his bushy tail feeling the other pull back. A small grin made it's way to his features, "It's no problem." he spoke softly, his excited appearance basically flying out the window.


Dawn'Paw looked a little surprised at the sound of his tone, usually it was excited and cheery but, this time it sounded soft...mature almost.'W-Wha-'.Her mind suddenly went blank as she felt her pelt heat up in part embarrassment and another feeling, she suddenly felt self-aware and she spoke frantically, scrunching her face into a pout which once again was new."D-Don't get the wrong idea...idiot...".Saying that she awkwardly avoided eye contact.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 09:53 PM
Dawn'Paw looked a little surprised at the sound of his tone, usually it was excited and cheery but, this time it sounded soft...mature almost.'W-Wha-'.Her mind suddenly went blank as she felt her pelt heat up in part embarrassment and another feeling, she suddenly felt self-aware and she spoke frantically, scrunching her face into a pout which once again was new."D-Don't get the wrong idea...idiot...".Saying that she awkwardly avoided eye contact.

Timberpaw tilted his head, what in starclan.. Wrong idea? He squinted slightly in confusion, and some curiosity. He leaned forward, ears perked up. "Whatcha mean by wrong idea?" he inquired, sitting up with a grin. This sounded interesting! He thought giddily, laying back down with gleaming brown eyes. He pouted seeing that Dawnpaw avoided eye contact. It seemed that sliver of softness just went away, replaced with energy.
The apprentice shuffled so he was in front of Dawn's field of vision, craning his neck, looking at her from below. His grin became a smile, a slightly dorky one at that. "Tell me!" He meowed.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 10:05 PM
Timberpaw tilted his head, what in starclan.. Wrong idea? He squinted slightly in confusion, and some curiosity. He leaned forward, ears perked up. "Whatcha mean by wrong idea?" he inquired, sitting up with a grin. This sounded interesting! He thought giddily, laying back down with gleaming brown eyes. He pouted seeing that Dawnpaw avoided eye contact. It seemed that sliver of softness just went away, replaced with energy.
The apprentice shuffled so he was in front of Dawn's field of vision, craning his neck, looking at her from below. His grin became a smile, a slightly dorky one at that. "Tell me!" He meowed.


Dawn'Paw was startled a little seeing his face so closed to her further more embarrassing her as stumbled on her words."W-Well...". Dawn felt conflicted, not sure she should be glad that the Tom was so dense or even more embarrassed having to explain herself."U-Uhm- it means Nothing".She used her paw to push his face a away slightly,trying to escape the situation she had gotten herself into.'What is going on with me?!'.Her mind whirled with multiple thoughts, she felt as if she was going to die of embarrassment any second.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 10:20 PM
Dawn'Paw was startled a little seeing his face so closed to her further more embarrassing her as stumbled on her words."W-Well...". Dawn felt conflicted, not sure she should be glad that the Tom was so dense or even more embarrassed having to explain herself."U-Uhm- it means Nothing".She used her paw to push his face a away slightly,trying to escape the situation she had gotten herself into.'What is going on with me?!'.Her mind whirled with multiple thoughts, she felt as if she was going to die of embarrassment any second.

The tom scrunched up his nose as he felt a paw push him away. Aw man! He frowned as he got his answer from dawn. Oh wait, he had another question. "Since you're back- did quickfeather find you?" Timber asked quickly, almost stuttering he spat it out so fast. The somali sat back up, shifting a bit from Dawnpaw to give her space. "You wouldn't believe how worried I was dawn, I thought you'd never come back.." he trailed off, looking down before shaking his head. Which, in return gave him a small headache for a split second.
"I don't see Doepaw or my mom that often, so, really, I only see you!" He admitted with a big smile, flicking his bushy tail, moving around a bit. "I do have my new mentor, but I haven't met them yet either." He told with a laugh, brown gaze falling back on the cream molly after. He narrowed his eyes without noticing one bit, worry and awareness in his eyes. "I don't talk to anyone else either, so, technically it's kinda my fault- but, anyway!"

He rambled, shaking his head afterwards.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 26th, 2019, 10:48 PM
The tom scrunched up his nose as he felt a paw push him away. Aw man! He frowned as he got his answer from dawn. Oh wait, he had another question. "Since you're back- did quickfeather find you?" Timber asked quickly, almost stuttering he spat it out so fast. The somali sat back up, shifting a bit from Dawnpaw to give her space. "You wouldn't believe how worried I was dawn, I thought you'd never come back.." he trailed off, looking down before shaking his head. Which, in return gave him a small headache for a split second.
"I don't see Doepaw or my mom that often, so, really, I only see you!" He admitted with a big smile, flicking his bushy tail, moving around a bit. "I do have my new mentor, but I haven't met them yet either." He told with a laugh, brown gaze falling back on the cream molly after. He narrowed his eyes without noticing one bit, worry and awareness in his eyes. "I don't talk to anyone else either, so, technically it's kinda my fault- but, anyway!"

He rambled, shaking his head afterwards.


Dawn'Paw blinked as she listened to him, a pang shot through her chest at his rambling, it was weird though, was this what it was like to understand someone?
"Timber....".She trailed off before she spoke in a soft whisper."I only came back because of you and Snow....I...had Found something I cared about...".She looked up from her paws,meeting his gaze smiling softly."If you keep saying you only see or talk to me your going to...make me feel like I'm special...".she said this mostly to herself and she hoped he didn't hear her say that as she sat there suddenly confused with what she meant by that.'Wait what am I saying? Me? F-Feel special? Oh Starclan don't say I'm sick...'. She thought sulkily.

furrensic
April 26th, 2019, 11:47 PM
Dawn'Paw blinked as she listened to him, a pang shot through her chest at his rambling, it was weird though, was this what it was like to understand someone?
"Timber....".She trailed off before she spoke in a soft whisper."I only came back because of you and Snow....I...had Found something I cared about...".She looked up from her paws,meeting his gaze smiling softly."If you keep saying you only see or talk to me your going to...make me feel like I'm special...".she said this mostly to herself and she hoped he didn't hear her say that as she sat there suddenly confused with what she meant by that.'Wait what am I saying? Me? F-Feel special? Oh Starclan don't say I'm sick...'. She thought sulkily.

The dusty feline gave another sweet smile, "What's you find that you care about?" He inquired. Realizing his stupidity, his mouth falling open in an 'o' shape. "Oh!"

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 27th, 2019, 12:05 AM
The dusty feline gave another sweet smile, "What did you find that you care about?" He inquired. Realizing his stupidity, his mouth falling open in an 'o' shape. "Oh!"


Dawn'Paw looked at him as a small giggle escaped her, the unusual sound startled her.'D-Did I just laugh?! I really am sick!'. She thought frantically but seeing Timber'Paw's Face caused Dawn'Paw to no longer contain her laughter, she laughed softly."Do you understand now? Pft-".She had never felt this happy before, it felt weird? But the lightness in her chest made her feel a little better.

furrensic
April 27th, 2019, 12:17 PM
Dawn'Paw looked at him as a small giggle escaped her, the unusual sound startled her.'D-Did I just laugh?! I really am sick!'. She thought frantically but seeing Timber'Paw's Face caused Dawn'Paw to no longer contain her laughter, she laughed softly."Do you understand now? Pft-".She had never felt this happy before, it felt weird? But the lightness in her chest made her feel a little better.

The apprentices eyes widened at the, rare, unknown laugh Dawnpaw had given. Maybe she was sick! He'd never heard her laugh, let alone giggle. And, she looked happy, and for some reason it made timber happy, that she was happy. Cheesy, I know. He looked dazed for a second, Oh! She cares about me and Snow..! This thought caused a dorky grin to show.
Timberpaw looked at the cream molly with big eyes, that had disbelief in them, but joy was mixed into them. The brown feline gave a happy laugh in return, long tail flicking with a light purr to accompany it.
"You care about me and Snow?" he asked.
It surprised him, just a few moments ago the two had been moping and crying. But,..now they were all happy! It was confusing on timbers part, but he didn't mind all that much. He liked it, he wasn't gonna lie.
"But.." He spoke, surprisingly maturely, "Dawn.., what do you think grousestars gonna do? He could exile us..!" Timberpaw spoke softly, worry clear in his eyes.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 27th, 2019, 05:24 PM
The apprentices eyes widened at the, rare, unknown laugh Dawnpaw had given. Maybe she was sick! He'd never heard her laugh, let alone giggle. And, she looked happy, and for some reason it made timber happy, that she was happy. Cheesy, I know. He looked dazed for a second, Oh! She cares about me and Snow..! This thought caused a dorky grin to show.
Timberpaw looked at the cream molly with big eyes, that had disbelief in them, but joy was mixed into them. The brown feline gave a happy laugh in return, long tail flicking with a light purr to accompany it.
"You care about me and Snow?" he asked.
It surprised him, just a few moments ago the two had been moping and crying. But,..now they were all happy! It was confusing on timbers part, but he didn't mind all that much. He liked it, he wasn't gonna lie.
"But.." He spoke, surprisingly maturely, "Dawn.., what do you think grousestars gonna do? He could exile us..!" Timberpaw spoke softly, worry clear in his eyes.





Dawn'Paw smiled brightly at Timber'Paw upon hearing his Question, she spoke in a hushed mumble, half from embarrassment.
"Yes...I do...".
Seeing Timber'Paw laugh a little, it seemed to calm her down but what confused her was all this happy feelings she was getting, she didn't understand.'...I...Don't know what's right or wrong anymore...maybe....it wouldn't hurt to be nice?...'.As if on cue, this thought was soon forgotten about as a voice reached her ears and hers alone.
"How disgustingly pathetic, you? Being happy now? Don't make me laugh! Obviously this idiots denseness is getting to you, you only feel this way because your vulnerable, do I need to remind you that you will never be happy until you have accomplished your goal! Remember trust no one but me~".
Creek'Tounge's voice sounded in her ears fear strikes her heart, she trembled a bit before Timber'Paw's surprisingly mature voice snapped her from her thoughts,Her face soften upon seeing the concern in his eyes but she also felt her pelt heat up a bit from how intense his gaze was.
"...I'm sure he will show us mercy...And even if we do get exiled, it doesn't mean we can't still live life outside the clan...besides you would have me and Snow'Paw with you...".
As if to prove her point she softly placed her paw ontop of his reassuringly.

furrensic
April 27th, 2019, 07:20 PM
Dawn'Paw smiled brightly at Timber'Paw upon hearing his Question, she spoke in a hushed mumble, half from embarrassment.
"Yes...I do...".
Seeing Timber'Paw laugh a little, it seemed to calm her down but what confused her was all this happy feelings she was getting, she didn't understand.'...I...Don't know what's right or wrong anymore...maybe....it wouldn't hurt to be nice?...'.As if on cue, this thought was soon forgotten about as a voice reached her ears and her as alone.
"How disgustingly pathetic, you? Being happy now? Don't make me laugh! Obviously this idiots denseness is getting to you, you only feel this way because your vulnerable, do I need to remind you that you will never be happy until you have accomplished your goal! Remember trust no one but me~".
Creek'Tounge's voice sounded in her ears fear strikes her heart, she trembled a bit before Timber'Paw's surprisingly mature voice snapped her from her thoughts,Her face soften upon seeing the concern in his eyes but she also felt her pelt heat up a bit from how intense his gaze was.
"...I'm sure he will show us mercy...And even if we do get exiled, it doesn't mean we can't still live life outside the clan...besides you would have me and Snow'Paw with you...".
As if to prove her point she softly placed her paw ontop of his reassuringly.


Timberpaw gave a pout, laying back down in his nest. He shouldn't have said anything, now feeling worried, he rested his head on his paw. Feeling slightly better as the other feline put her paw on his,..but he didn't know why..hm. He squinted for a split moment in suspicion, but they widened after.
"But we're apprentices! We'd, We'd - ..I -" he said loudly, tripping and stumbling on his words at the end. He held his breath for a second, sighing after. Timber sat back back up, tail wrapping around his paws, swaying back and forth for a moment. His eyes narrowed slightly in thought, He better show mercy. This slightly dark thought made him shocked to hear himself say it slowly in his mind. He shook his head, eyes softening in slight concern. Maybe it was just he still had some fighting blood in him, instead of sweet blood like usual.
Yeah..I just.... Timberpaw gulped, turning his head to the side, a frown etched into his maw.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 27th, 2019, 07:36 PM
Timberpaw gave a pout, laying back down in his nest. He shouldn't have said anything, now feeling worried, he rested his head on his paw. Feeling slightly better as the other feline put her paw on his,..but he didn't know why..hm. He squinted for a split moment in suspicion, but they widened after.
"But we're apprentices! We'd, We'd - ..I -" he said loudly, tripping and stumbling on his words at the end. He held his breath for a second, sighing after. Timber sat back back up, tail wrapping around his paws, swaying back and forth for a moment. His eyes narrowed slightly in thought, He better show mercy. This slightly dark thought made him shocked to hear himself say it slowly in his mind. He shook his head, eyes softening in slight concern. Maybe it was just he still had some fighting blood in him, instead of sweet blood like usual.
Yeah..I just.... Timberpaw gulped, turning his head to the side, a frown etched into his maw.



Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw softly as she layed down again next to him, she hadn't realised how tired she was, she mumbled softly."...don't...worry about it okay?....everything will be okay...".she yawned a little her eyes drooping started closing, she fell asleep next to the Tom, finding comfort from the warmth next to her, she felt her emotions calm down as she embraced her exhaustion.

furrensic
April 27th, 2019, 07:48 PM
Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw softly as she layed down again next to him, she hadn't realised how tired she was, she mumbled softly."...don't...worry about it okay?....everything will be okay...".she yawned a little her eyes drooping started closing, she fell asleep next to the Tom, finding comfort from the warmth next to her, she felt her emotions calm down as she embraced her exhaustion.

He felt his fur grow hot as he saw the molly fall asleep beside him. Timber quickly lied his head down on his paws again.

((Ew my reply is ugly))

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 27th, 2019, 09:06 PM
He felt his fur grow hot as he saw the molly fall asleep beside him. Timber quickly lied his head down on his paws again.

((Ew my reply is ugly))


(All good)

Dawn'Paw slept softly, exhaustion taking over her.

[Timeskip to a little later in the day perhaps?]

Dawn'Paw groaned a little in her sleep, the scratches from the battle stung ,the cream Molly went to roll over but stopped when she felt something next to her, which woke her up adbruply, she stared wide eyed next to her seeing Timber'Paw in her nest- no looking again she realised she was in HIS nest. Dawn'Paw felt her pelt heat up as embarrassment over whelmed her.'What am I doing?! What when how! I need to get to my nest quickly before he wakes up, yeah I-I'll just act he dreamt it!'. She thought in a panic as she went to move but-

(( c; Huehueheueuhue the ship shall sail))

furrensic
April 27th, 2019, 09:17 PM
(All good)

Dawn'Paw slept softly, exhaustion taking over her.

[Timeskip to a little later in the day perhaps?]

Dawn'Paw groaned a little in her sleep, the scratches from the battle stung ,the cream Molly went to roll over but stopped when she felt something next to her, which woke her up adbruply, she stared wide eyed next to her seeing Timber'Paw in her nest- no looking again she realised she was in HIS nest. Dawn'Paw felt her pelt heat up as embarrassment over whelmed her.'What am I doing?! What when how! I need to get to my nest quickly before he wakes up, yeah I-I'll just act he dreamt it!'. She thought in a panic as she went to move but-

(( c; Huehueheueuhue the ship shall sail))

Timberpaw let out a yawn, shifting closer to Dawnpaw, until he was practically using her as a pillow. He slowly blinked his eyes open, but they were still half closed , being tired. He gave a 'mmm', not realizing he'd been squishing poor dawn until a few moments later. When he saw this, he almost jumped out of his fur! Ears folded back, timber gave a half asleep smile, a apologetic flock of his tail. "Sorry dawn!"

TawnyNeedsACoffee
April 27th, 2019, 09:24 PM
Timberpaw let out a yawn, shifting closer to Dawnpaw, until he was practically using her as a pillow. He slowly blinked his eyes open, but they were still half closed , being tired. He gave a 'mmm', not realizing he'd been squishing poor dawn until a few moments later. When he saw this, he almost jumped out of his fur! Ears folded back, timber gave a half asleep smile, a apologetic flock of his tail. "Sorry dawn!"


Dawn'Paw shook her head frantically as a half asleep Timber'Paw spoke, she replied in somewhat of a mumble."N-No it's o-okay! It was my fault, I'm about to get up anyway so uh...".She trailed off as she was laying in the toms nest still, she turned her head away not knowing what to do in the awkward situation, she was so glad that Timber'Paw was dense.'Why am I so embarrassed?! Great Starclan I need some fresh air'. Dawn'Paw stood up from the nest and went to leave but she softly looked at the Tom before a smile formed on her face briefly, She padded out into the clearing, glad that the hostility isn't as bad as earlier this morning.

furrensic
April 28th, 2019, 12:06 AM
Dawn'Paw shook her head frantically as a half asleep Timber'Paw spoke, she replied in somewhat of a mumble."N-No it's o-okay! It was my fault, I'm about to get up anyway so uh...".She trailed off as she was laying in the toms nest still, she turned her head away not knowing what to do in the awkward situation, she was so glad that Timber'Paw was dense.'Why am I so embarrassed?! Great Starclan I need some fresh air'. Dawn'Paw stood up from the nest and went to leave but she softly looked at the Tom before a smile formed on her face briefly, She padded out into the clearing, glad that the hostility isn't as bad as earlier this morning.

Timberpaw just rolled onto his side, the hyper tom was , surprisingly not energetic. Though, as time passed, as he layed there. He got bored. He stood up, stretching his legs before making his way out the den.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 1st, 2019, 03:47 PM
It was a cold and rainy day outside, the wind blew furiously as the cream Molly snuffled, droopy eyes and sick from a minor cold due to all this whether, too stubborn to ask for help from the medicine cat she tried her best to be normal but she was starting to go in and out of sleep tiredly."need...to...stay awake".she mumbled to herself as her eyes looked dead inside- she hated this.Dawn'Paw tried her best to get comfortable but her attempt failed as she gave a small and ditzy sneeze.

Rosemew
(Ugly starter but ya know)

furrensic
May 1st, 2019, 04:19 PM
It was a cold and rainy day outside, the wind blew furiously as the cream Molly snuffled, droopy eyes and sick from a minor cold due to all this whether, too stubborn to ask for help from the medicine cat she tried her best to be normal but she was starting to go in and out of sleep tiredly."need...to...stay awake".she mumbled to herself as her eyes looked dead inside- she hated this.Dawn'Paw tried her best to get comfortable but her attempt failed as she gave a small and ditzy sneeze.

Rosemew
(Ugly starter but ya know)
Timberpaw rushed into the den, shaking droplets of rain from his pelt. His teeth chattered slightly, brows furrpwrd. Since when was newleaf weather so bad? "Starclan..so much rain!" he gaped to himself. His brown gaze landed on a clump of familiar cream fur, which was shivering and giving sneezes. Dawnpaw, sick? "Dawnpaw!" he meowed, padding over, he looked the molly all over. "You're sick?!" he cried out, worry in his tone.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 1st, 2019, 04:32 PM
Timberpaw rushed into the den, shaking droplets of rain from his pelt. His teeth chattered slightly, brows furrpwrd. Since when was newleaf weather so bad? "Starclan..so much rain!" he gaped to himself. His brown gaze landed on a clump of familiar cream fur, which was shivering and giving sneezes. Dawnpaw, sick? "Dawnpaw!" he meowed, padding over, he looked the molly all over. "You're sick?!" he cried out, worry in his tone.

Dawn'Paw groggily looked up, her mind in a haze, her thought process had completely died, hearing the words sick made her Frantacially shake her head as she spoke in a loud mummble."Noooooo! I'm not...sick!".She stood up shakily and went to move but her leg gave out and she fell over quite ungracefully, she slowly sat up and looked at Timber'Paw through slightly narrowed eyes, sneezing again."Chu!... Ugh... See I'm totalllllyyyyy fine! Did you forget... That I started training when I wa...O, wait your Timber'Paw!". Obviously not in her right mind she got distracted very easily, Dawn'Paw's thoughts were mashed together and with no defences up she was basically an open book.

furrensic
May 1st, 2019, 05:19 PM
Dawn'Paw groggily looked up, her mind in a haze, her thought process had completely died, hearing the words sick made her Frantacially shake her head as she spoke in a loud mummble."Noooooo! I'm not...sick!".She stood up shakily and went to move but her leg gave out and she fell over quite ungracefully, she slowly sat up and looked at Timber'Paw through slightly narrowed eyes, sneezing again."Chu!... Ugh... See I'm totalllllyyyyy fine! Did you forget... That I started training when I wa...O, wait your Timber'Paw!". Obviously not in her right mind she got distracted very easily, Dawn'Paw's thoughts were mashed together and with no defences up she was basically an open book.
"Dawn, you liar!" He meowed with furrowed brows. "Why don't you go see Shinefang?" he inquired worriedly, tail curling around his paws. "I bet he'd have some herbs to make you feel better!"

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 1st, 2019, 05:52 PM
"Dawn, you liar!" He meowed with furrowed brows. "Why don't you go see Shinefang?" he inquired worriedly, tail curling around his paws. "I bet he'd have some herbs to make you feel better!"

Dawn'Paw pouted before she stubbornly poked her tongue out immaturely."You can't make me! You may be cute but I'm not going to fall for your tricks- CHU!". She sneezed again, her sneezes came out as small little kit typed sneezes, her mind continued to be a haze as she weakly stood her ground.

furrensic
May 1st, 2019, 06:02 PM
Dawn'Paw pouted before she stubbornly poked her tongue out immaturely."You can't make me! You may be cute but I'm not going to fall for your tricks- CHU!". She sneezed again, her sneezes came out as small little kit typed sneezes, her mind continued to be a haze as she weakly stood her ground.
Timberpaw felt a ripple of surprise go through him. "You think I'm..c..cute?" he stammered out, ear flicking out of embarrassment. Nobody had ever called him that before! Shaking his head, he cleared his throat. "Fine, if you won't go to Shinefang, I'll just take care of you myself!" he grinned.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 1st, 2019, 06:11 PM
Timberpaw felt a ripple of surprise go through him. "You think I'm..c..cute?" he stammered out, ear flicking out of embarrassment. Nobody had ever called him that before! Shaking his head, he cleared his throat. "Fine, if you won't go to Shinefang, I'll just take care of you myself!" he grinned.

Dawn'Paw stared at him for a second before she mumbled."...stop being cute, I'm already sick with a cold I don't need love sickness either!". Half the things that were dribbling out her mouth was her feelings, although was fully awake, she was sick and shouldn't be taken seriously, The cream Molly plopped down in her nest giving a small cute type sneeze, still having a foggy mind.

furrensic
May 1st, 2019, 06:25 PM
Dawn'Paw stared at him for a second before she mumbled."...stop being cute, I'm already sick with a cold I don't need love sickness either!". Half the things that were dribbling out her mouth was her feelings, although was fully awake, she was sick and shouldn't be taken seriously, The cream Molly plopped down in her nest giving a small cute type sneeze, still having a foggy mind.

He swore to starclan he was going to start panicking if Dawnpaw didn't stop saying cute, and directing it to him. It made a small firework of joy shoot off in him, letting out a purr with a grin. Why did he feel this way? A crush? On the molly in front of him? No way! Not possible! Besides Dawnpaw wouldn't like someone like Timberpaw, she probably liked bad boys, trouble makers. Not, hyper, talkative toms. The dusty tom gulped, an unrecognizable emotion swimming in his brown eyes. But, he heart kept thumping against his chest like a rabbit trying too kick off a predator! Why?
He looked away, turning back after he gained his calm again. Whoo!
"One, I'm not..cute!" he huffed shakily with a smile, "and two, you need rest to get better. I'll make sure to get you some prey, want some now or later?" he inquired.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 1st, 2019, 10:43 PM
He swore to starclan he was going to start panicking if Dawnpaw didn't stop saying cute, and directing it to him. It made a small firework of joy shoot off in him, letting out a purr with a grin. Why did he feel this way? A crush? On the molly in front of him? No way! Not possible! Besides Dawnpaw wouldn't like someone like Timberpaw, she probably liked bad boys, trouble makers. Not, hyper, talkative toms. The dusty tom gulped, an unrecognizable emotion swimming in his brown eyes. But, he heart kept thumping against his chest like a rabbit trying too kick off a predator! Why?
He looked away, turning back after he gained his calm again. Whoo!
"One, I'm not..cute!" he huffed shakily with a smile, "and two, you need rest to get better. I'll make sure to get you some prey, want some now or later?" he inquired.


Dawn'Paw mumbled softly."Chu- ugh....Prey?....no please...".Dawn'Paw snuffled, mixing up her pleases and thank you's, she somewhat felt her heart quicken slightly at being taken care of by the Tom, she softly leaned forward, her nose inches away from his, before speaking in a confused mumble."I...got a question....Why do you get so nervous around me?...Do you like me?". The sick Molly purred softly as she giggled softly, the cream Molly sounded both blunt and dense."Well- if you don't like me then i will just have to like you enough for the both of us!".she flashed a innocent smile before she leaned back sighing groggily.

furrensic
May 2nd, 2019, 03:35 PM
Dawn'Paw mumbled softly."Chu- ugh....Prey?....no please...".Dawn'Paw snuffled, mixing up her pleases and thank you's, she somewhat felt her heart quicken slightly at being taken care of by the Tom, she softly leaned forward, her nose inches away from his, before speaking in a confused mumble."I...got a question....Why do you get so nervous around me?...Do you like me?". The sick Molly purred softly as she giggled softly, the cream Molly sounded both blunt and dense."Well- if you don't like me then i will just have to like you enough for the both of us!".she flashed a innocent smile before she leaned back sighing groggily.
Did he like her? Timberpaw furrowed his brows, leaning back in a flustered manner as he saw how close they were. "O..Of course I like you! You're my friend..!" he told, keeping a straight face.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 2nd, 2019, 04:14 PM
Did he like her? Timberpaw furrowed his brows, leaning back in a flustered manner as he saw how close they were. "O..Of course I like you! You're my friend..!" he told, keeping a straight face.


For some odd reason the sick Molly had a slight pang in her chest from hearing that but with such a hazy mind she clumsily wandered back over to her nest, before mumbling softly to Timber'Paw."..If you say so...Chu! ... Ugh...Timber...Can you lay next to me?...I....feel lonely..".She had sneezed again but was looking up at the Tom with big pleading eyes.

furrensic
May 2nd, 2019, 04:52 PM
For some odd reason the sick Molly had a slight pang in her chest from hearing that but with such a hazy mind she clumsily wandered back over to her nest, before mumbling softly to Timber'Paw."..If you say so...Chu! ... Ugh...Timber...Can you lay next to me?...I....feel lonely..".She had sneezed again but was looking up at the Tom with big pleading eyes.
The tom tilted his head with a grin, nodding. "Sure!" he meowed, not seeming to care if he got sick from the cream molly. Bounding over, he lied down beside Dawnpaw, tail curled around his paws. "Can yiu believe newleaf has weather like this?" he inquired with a curious tone.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 2nd, 2019, 05:03 PM
The tom tilted his head with a grin, nodding. "Sure!" he meowed, not seeming to care if he got sick from the cream molly. Bounding over, he lied down beside Dawnpaw, tail curled around his paws. "Can you believe newleaf has weather like this?" he inquired with a curious tone.


Dawn'Paw snuffled as she watched the rain poured down outside the den, tired and quite ill she spoke in a sad manner."...I guess so...I really really like the rain though....".She had a distant look on her face, her honest and pure feelings were being revealed one after another, if anyone wanted to know something now was the time to ask, somewhat cold she leaned into Timber'Paw's fur for warmth."...I hope you don't end up leaving me alone like everyone else did...I would feel sad if you did...".her tone was childish with innocent intentions but it was quite serious sounding, she snuffled again groggily watching the rain.

furrensic
May 2nd, 2019, 05:53 PM
Dawn'Paw snuffled as she watched the rain poured down outside the den, tired and quite ill she spoke in a sad manner."...I guess so...I really really like the rain though....".She had a distant look on her face, her honest and pure feelings were being revealed one after another, if anyone wanted to know something now was the time to ask, somewhat cold she leaned into Timber'Paw's fur for warmth."...I hope you don't end up leaving me alone like everyone else did...I would feel sad if you did...".her tone was childish with innocent intentions but it was quite serious sounding, she snuffled again groggily watching the rain.
Timberpaw felt his fur heat up like a fire, which was the opposite of his mood which drooped slightly. "I would never leave you dawn!" he protested, looking down at her with a grin. His mood seemed to lighten as a purr rumbled from him. "You should get some rest though, I bet when you wake up, you'll feel better.." he said softly, his gaze still on her, "I'll treat you like my dad treated me. I'll get you lots of prey! And make sure you're happy." he said in a whisper.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 2nd, 2019, 06:21 PM
Timberpaw felt his fur heat up like a fire, which was the opposite of his mood which drooped slightly. "I would never leave you dawn!" he protested, looking down at her with a grin. His mood seemed to lighten as a purr rumbled from him. "You should get some rest though, I bet when you wake up, you'll feel better.." he said softly, his gaze still on her, "I'll treat you like my dad treated me. I'll get you lots of prey! And make sure you're happy." he said in a whisper.

Dawn'Paw looked at him softly through sickly narrowed eyes, her thought process had been completely taken from her as she purred in a soft whisper."You already have made me happy".She snuggled into the Tom, as she rested her head on her paws,exhausted from being sick she dozed off into sleep.

furrensic
May 2nd, 2019, 07:23 PM
Dawn'Paw looked at him softly through sickly narrowed eyes, her thought process had been completely taken from her as she purred in a soft whisper."You already have made me happy".She snuggled into the Tom, as she rested her head on her paws,exhausted from being sick she dozed off into sleep.
Timberpaw grinned warmly, flicking his bushy tail. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it as he noticed Dawnpaw was asleep.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 2nd, 2019, 07:32 PM
Timberpaw grinned warmly, flicking his bushy tail. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it as he noticed Dawnpaw was asleep.


Dawn'Paw awoke sleepily a while later, her head span for a second before she groaned slighty, she felt better then earlier but she was once again startled to see Timber'Paw next to her, she felt her pelt heat up. When did he get there? She couldn't exactly remember what happened before she fell asleep, when she tried to remember it was only met with a fuzzy haze.

furrensic
May 2nd, 2019, 08:17 PM
Dawn'Paw awoke sleepily a while later, her head span for a second before she groaned slighty, she felt better then earlier but she was once again startled to see Timber'Paw next to her, she felt her pelt heat up. When did he get there? She couldn't exactly remember what happened before she fell asleep, when she tried to remember it was only met with a fuzzy haze.

Beams of sunshine lit up the apprentices den, rain drops dripping from the entrance, along with the trees. Timberpaw laid there, shifting every now and then. The brown tom covered his face with his tail as a ray of sunshine glared at him. Groaning, he turned away, a few moments later sleepily raising his head. He looked at Dawnpaw, face clouding with confusion, "Dawnpaw..?" he mumbled, raising a brow. His mouth dropped into an 'o' shape, "Dawn! Are you feeling better?" he meowed with concern and hope in his voice.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 2nd, 2019, 10:42 PM
Beams of sunshine lit up the apprentices den, rain drops dripping from the entrance, along with the trees. Timberpaw laid there, shifting every now and then. The brown tom covered his face with his tail as a ray of sunshine glared at him. Groaning, he turned away, a few moments later sleepily raising his head. He looked at Dawnpaw, face clouding with confusion, "Dawnpaw..?" he mumbled, raising a brow. His mouth dropped into an 'o' shape, "Dawn! Are you feeling better?" he meowed with concern and hope in his voice.


Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw her brows furrowing slightly."W-What happened? A-and why are you in my nest?".She spoke in a flustered tone as she avoided eye contact in embarrassment.

furrensic
May 3rd, 2019, 05:52 PM
Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw her brows furrowing slightly."W-What happened? A-and why are you in my nest?".She spoke in a flustered tone as she avoided eye contact in embarrassment.
He gave a grin, noticing how she didn't seem sick. "Well, you were sick, so i took care of you! You asked me to lay beside you because you felt lonely..I guess I fell asleep." Timberpaw explained quickly, a purr coming from him.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 3rd, 2019, 06:22 PM
He gave a grin, noticing how she didn't seem sick. "Well, you were sick, so i took care of you! You asked me to lay beside you because you felt lonely..I guess I fell asleep." Timberpaw explained quickly, a purr coming from him.


Dawn'Paw stared at him for a few seconds before speaking frantically her fur was on fire as she made a embarrassed looking face."I-If your trying to pull some joke about me actually saying that then it's not funny!".But the more she thought about it the more her memories started to return each new bit of information she remembered the more hot her fur and embarrassment grew."...U-Uhm! About what I said when I was sick- uhm...I'm sorry you had to listen to that...".She apologised softly her face looked a little sad now, she had made a total fool of herself in front of someone she cared about- wait, since when did she care about what Timber'Paw thought of her- her heart fluttered at the thought and suddenly it felt as if she had gotten hitted in the head."I-....Like Timber'Paw?".The thought made her heart go from a flutter to beating against her chest as she gazed at him, the words seemed to fit how she felt.The question she still didn't quite get was when she started to feel this way- was it when they saw the flower field? No it had to be before that.The cream Molly pondered slightly until she suddenly remembered she wasn't by herself and she spoke quickly."A-Anyway....T-thank you for doing that....".She was now loosing her cool, everything she spoke came out in weird mumbles, she hated feeling so self-aware around the Tom but she couldn't not be.

furrensic
May 3rd, 2019, 06:53 PM
Dawn'Paw stared at him for a few seconds before speaking frantically her fur was on fire as she made a embarrassed looking face."I-If your trying to pull some joke about me actually saying that then it's not funny!".But the more she thought about it the more her memories started to return each new bit of information she remembered the more hot her fur and embarrassment grew."...U-Uhm! About what I said when I was sick- uhm...I'm sorry you had to listen to that...".She apologised softly her face looked a little sad now, she had made a total fool of herself in front of someone she cared about- wait, since when did she care about what Timber'Paw thought of her- her heart fluttered at the thought and suddenly it felt as if she had gotten hitted in the head."I-....Like Timber'Paw?".The thought made her heart go from a flutter to beating against her chest as she gazed at him, the words seemed to fit how she felt.The question she still didn't quite get was when she started to feel this way- was it when they saw the flower field? No it had to be before that.The cream Molly pondered slightly until she suddenly remembered she wasn't by herself and she spoke quickly."A-Anyway....T-thank you for doing that....".She was now loosing her cool, everything she spoke came out in weird mumbles, she hated feeling so self-aware around the Tom but she couldn't not be.

The brown feline gave a warm smile, eyes bright. He leaned over to give Dawnpaw a friendly nuzzle, "It's no problem." he spoke in a bubbly voice. He felt his chest flutter slightly, like butterflies had been flapping around. He shook the feeling away, "And..look! It stopped raining!" he purred, flicking his long tail in joy, though he dreaded the moment he would walk out and mud would get between his pads. Blegh. hi stared at the entrance for a moment, then looked back to the cream molly. He gave a grin, opening his mouth to say something, but closed it right after. Timber seemed to droop, smelling a familiar scent, looking back at the entrance wearily.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 3rd, 2019, 08:36 PM
The brown feline gave a warm smile, eyes bright. He leaned over to give Dawnpaw a friendly nuzzle, "It's no problem." he spoke in a bubbly voice. He felt his chest flutter slightly, like butterflies had been flapping around. He shook the feeling away, "And..look! It stopped raining!" he purred, flicking his long tail in joy, though he dreaded the moment he would walk out and mud would get between his pads. Blegh. hi stared at the entrance for a moment, then looked back to the cream molly. He gave a grin, opening his mouth to say something, but closed it right after. Timber seemed to droop, smelling a familiar scent, looking back at the entrance wearily.


Lark'Paw padded into the den humming slightly but upon seeing a sight he did not wish to see he frowned, there layed a cream Molly and a brown Tom in the same nest.
what exactly was their relationship?
The dusty grey Tom felt a sharp pang in his chest, jealously bubbling up inside him, Lark'Paw has had a large crush on the cream Molly for 4 moons now, the other day was the first time he had worked up the courage to talk to her- granted he probably came on too strong but he was going to do this right!
He padded over speaking in a low voice."Timber'Paw....".For a moment the two toms just glared at each other before Lark'Paw flash a seductive smile at Dawn'Paw who looked annoyed to see the dusty grey Tom, again the pang returned but he continued to speak."Hey Beautiful~ Long time no see...Look I wanted to apologise for...before...I wasn't having a great day and...I'm sorry...I understand if you don't want to talk or see me again but...I just wanted you to know".he looked at her with a genuinely sad smile he turned around about to go but he snapped his head back when hearing the cream Molly."Wait....Look it's fine but- Next time don't do that and again, don't call me that". Lark'Paw stared for a moment before hope bloomed in his chest, he smiled happily as he nodded.

Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw as he nuzzled her, her fur heating up, she felt like she was going to die of embarrassment."Y-Yeah".Upon seeing a dusty grey pelt she looked up to see Lark'Paw, her mood became bitter as she looked at him in annoyance but hearing his apology she felt somewhat conflicted, she had been expressing different emotions lately and wanted to try being kinder, she replied with a sigh, ignoring Timber'Paw's shocked face."Wait....Look it's fine but- Next time don't do that and again, don't call me that". Seeing the Tom look so happy made her heart feel a little lighter, was this what it felt like to make someone happy by doing something so stupid? Dawn'Paw looked at her paws in confusion before she spoke bluntly."Don't go getting the wrong idea I'm not saying I want to be your friend or anything, I merely forgave you since it was annoying seeing such a pathetic face". Finally Dawn'Paw's old way of speaking had shined through but Lark'Paw didn't look phased but Timber'Paw sure did, he had both a smug look but deadly glare as the brown Tom eyed the dusty Tom.

furrensic
May 3rd, 2019, 08:53 PM
Lark'Paw padded into the den humming slightly but upon seeing a sight he did not wish to see he frowned, there layed a cream Molly and a brown Tom in the same nest.
what exactly was their relationship?
The dusty grey Tom felt a sharp pang in his chest, jealously bubbling up inside him, Lark'Paw has had a large crush on the cream Molly for 4 moons now, the other day was the first time he had worked up the courage to talk to her- granted he probably came on too strong but he was going to do this right!
He padded over speaking in a low voice."Timber'Paw....".For a moment the two toms just glared at each other before Lark'Paw flash a seductive smile at Dawn'Paw who looked annoyed to see the dusty grey Tom, again the pang returned but he continued to speak."Hey Beautiful~ Long time no see...Look I wanted to apologise for...before...I wasn't having a great day and...I'm sorry...I understand if you don't want to talk or see me again but...I just wanted you to know".he looked at her with a genuinely sad smile he turned around about to go but he snapped his head back when hearing the cream Molly."Wait....Look it's fine but- Next time don't do that and again, don't call me that". Lark'Paw stared for a moment before hope bloomed in his chest, he smiled happily as he nodded.

Dawn'Paw looked at Timber'Paw as he nuzzled her, her fur heating up, she felt like she was going to die of embarrassment."Y-Yeah".Upon seeing a dusty grey pelt she looked up to see Lark'Paw, her mood became bitter as she looked at him in annoyance but hearing his apology she felt somewhat conflicted, she had been expressing different emotions lately and wanted to try being kinder, she replied with a sigh, ignoring Timber'Paw's shocked face."Wait....Look it's fine but- Next time don't do that and again, don't call me that". Seeing the Tom look so happy made her heart feel a little lighter, was this what it felt like to make someone happy by doing something so stupid? Dawn'Paw looked at her paws in confusion before she spoke bluntly."Don't go getting the wrong idea I'm not saying I want to be your friend or anything, I merely forgave you since it was annoying seeing such a pathetic face". Finally Dawn'Paw's old way of speaking had shined through but Lark'Paw didn't look phased but Timber'Paw sure did, he had both a smug look but deadly glare as the brown Tom eyed the dusty Tom.

The apprentice gave a look to Larkpaw that was a mixture of hatred and curiosity as to what he wanted. "Larkpaw.." He greeted, eyes traveling where the dusty grey tom was looking, feeling jealousy rise as he saw the other give Dawnpaw a seductive grin. Which he didn't like. His mouth dropped open when he heard the apology, sending a harsh glare Larkpaws way. "Not having a good day? You seemed to be having the time of your life trying to flirt with her." He said in a stern tone, a flame in his usually kind eyes. He's trying to guilt trip Dawn! He thought furiously, tail swaying low, looking at the cream molly.

He listened with interest, eyes widening as the molly told the other it was fine.
They narrowed back into slits, brows furrowed angrily. Fine?! he thought while glaring down the dusty grey apprentice, he slowly rised, fur bristling. He gave a grin as Dawnpaw said she didnt ant to be friends with him. He gave a knowing glare, a smug grin making it's way, flicking his tail.

Slowly, the victorious feeling faded away, replaced with jealousy once again. "So are you actually going to call her by her name now? Dawnpaw?" he questioned slowly, teeth clenched half way through as he stood tall. He looked up at Larkpaw rudely , waiting for his answer. Guilt tripping, flirty, annoying tom! He ranted in his head, ears folding back, letting out a quiet , low growl.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 3rd, 2019, 09:21 PM
The apprentice gave a look to Larkpaw that was a mixture of hatred and curiosity as to what he wanted. "Larkpaw.." He greeted, eyes traveling where the dusty grey tom was looking, feeling jealousy rise as he saw the other give Dawnpaw a seductive grin. Which he didn't like. His mouth dropped open when he heard the apology, sending a harsh glare Larkpaws way. "Not having a good day? You seemed to be having the time of your life trying to flirt with her." He said in a stern tone, a flame in his usually kind eyes. He's trying to guilt trip Dawn! He thought furiously, tail swaying low, looking at the cream molly.

He listened with interest, eyes widening as the molly told the other it was fine.
They narrowed back into slits, brows furrowed angrily. Fine?! he thought while glaring down the dusty grey apprentice, he slowly rised, fur bristling. He gave a grin as Dawnpaw said she didnt ant to be friends with him. He gave a knowing glare, a smug grin making it's way, flicking his tail.

Slowly, the victorious feeling faded away, replaced with jealousy once again. "So are you actually going to call her by her name now? Dawnpaw?" he questioned slowly, teeth clenched half way through as he stood tall. He looked up at Larkpaw rudely , waiting for his answer. Guilt tripping, flirty, annoying tom! He ranted in his head, ears folding back, letting out a quiet , low growl.


Lark'Paw's eyes narrowed into slits a feeling of anger sparked within him as he spoke in a low voice almost a growl."I'll call Dawn whatever I want".He felt annoyed with the brown Tom.'A great day?! Give me a break, hearing a whimp like him go on about that was totally how I wanted to spend my day!'. He thought but he calmed himself, he was already on the cream Molly's bad side and his goal was to get on her good side but from the looks of it he had discovered a love rival.'So the young and immature kit has developed feelings? Well I can't blame him, Dawn'Paw could make any Tom fall for her if she really wanted....It wouldn't hurt to declare that him and I are aiming for the same goal...'Thinking this he flashed a mischievous smile as he padded up to the other Tom before whispering lowly only audible for Timber'Paw."Im serious about her, I won't give up on her either- I have fallen for her and want to be the one by her side so how about you? Is this just a childish game or are you serious because if you aren't serious...then don't worry..I will be gentle with her~".he leaned back with a smug look before giving a pure smile to Dawn'Paw."Well I'll see you around Dawn! Hope we can be friends...".He padded out of the den feeling proud.

Dawn'Paw blinked in shock at Timber'Paw, why was he getting so defensive? She had to admit she liked the feeling of seeing him get so angry for her but it was probably him wanting to protect her- as friends that is, but she wasn't liking either of the toms tones very much, standing up she looked at the two brows furrowed. The intense situation confused her and she was startled when she saw a peppy smile on Lark'Paw's face."Y-Yeah whatever...".She avoided eye contact awkwardly before she looked at Timber'Paw once The dusty grey Tom left.The cream Molly felt a slight pang as she saw his sad face and gave him a nuzzle on his cheek, speaking softly."Are you okay?".Her blue eyes showed concern as she sat next to him.

furrensic
May 3rd, 2019, 09:38 PM
Lark'Paw's eyes narrowed into slits a feeling of anger sparked within him as he spoke in a low voice almost a growl."I'll call Dawn whatever I want".He felt annoyed with the brown Tom.'A great day?! Give me a break, hearing a whimp like him go on about that was totally how I wanted to spend my day!'. He thought but he calmed himself, he was already on the cream Molly's bad side and his goal was to get on her good side but from the looks of it he had discovered a love rival.'So the young and immature kit has developed feelings? Well I can't blame him, Dawn'Paw could make any Tom fall for her if she really wanted....It wouldn't hurt to declare that him and I are aiming for the same goal...'Thinking this he flashed a mischievous smile as he padded up to the other Tom before whispering lowly only audible for Timber'Paw."Im serious about her, I won't give up on her either- I have fallen for her and want to be the one by her side so how about you? Is this just a childish game or are you serious because if you aren't serious...then don't worry..I will be gentle with her~".he leaned back with a smug look before giving a pure smile to Dawn'Paw."Well I'll see you around Dawn! Hope we can be friends...".He padded out of the den feeling proud.

Dawn'Paw blinked in shock at Timber'Paw, why was he getting so defensive? She had to admit she liked the feeling of seeing him get so angry for her but it was probably him wanting to protect her- as friends that is, but she wasn't liking either of the toms tones very much, standing up she looked at the two brows furrowed. The intense situation confused her and she was startled when she saw a peppy smile on Lark'Paw's face."Y-Yeah whatever...".She avoided eye contact awkwardly before she looked at Timber'Paw once The dusty grey Tom left.The cream Molly felt a slight pang as she saw his sad face and gave him a nuzzle on his cheek, speaking softly."Are you okay?".Her blue eyes showed concern as she sat next to him.

Timberpaw gave a low hiss in return, shooting daggers at Larkpaw as he padded from the den. He shuffled away from Dawnpaw, a sad expression planted on his face, but an angry flame still in his eyes. He seemed to lighten up just a tiny bit as Dawnpaw gave him a friendly nuzzle on the cheek, he looked away. "Please don't get near him." he said in a sad tone, voice cracking slightly as he spoke.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 3rd, 2019, 09:56 PM
Timberpaw gave a low hiss in return, shooting daggers at Larkpaw as he padded from the den. He shuffled away from Dawnpaw, a sad expression planted on his face, but an angry flame still in his eyes. He seemed to lighten up just a tiny bit as Dawnpaw gave him a friendly nuzzle on the cheek, he looked away. "Please don't get near him." he said in a sad tone, voice cracking slightly as he spoke.


Dawn'Paw blinked in shock as he moved away from her, she felt her chest tighten but stubborn she shuffled closer to him until their pelts were touching, she spoke in a soft mumble her brows furrowing in confusion."...Why?...".She was confused, she didn't understand why he was so mad- why Lark'Paw was so angry, seeing him look angry but sad she snuggled into him hiding her face in his shoulder."...Timber...I just want you to know that I....care about you a lot so...If you need me all you have to do is ask...". Although it sounded like she was merely trying to cheer up a friend, the meaning of the words she was saying held much more depth to it then 'Just friends', her feelings for the Tom was more then that although she didn't understand the feeling all too well she still had a basic idea.The cream molly wasn't sure how to express her feelings but for now she would support Timber'Paw without confusing their relationship.

furrensic
May 3rd, 2019, 10:12 PM
Dawn'Paw blinked in shock as he moved away from her, she felt her chest tighten but stubborn she shuffled closer to him until their pelts were touching, she spoke in a soft mumble her brows furrowing in confusion."...Why?...".She was confused, she didn't understand why he was so mad- why Lark'Paw was so angry, seeing him look angry but sad she snuggled into him hiding her face in his shoulder."...Timber...I just want you to know that I....care about you a lot so...If you need me all you have to do is ask...". Although it sounded like she was merely trying to cheer up a friend, the meaning of the words she was saying held much more depth to it then 'Just friends', her feelings for the Tom was more then that although she didn't understand the feeling all too well she still had a basic idea.The cream molly wasn't sure how to express her feelings but for now she would support Timber'Paw without confusing their relationship.

It was like his emotions were a storm, which formed into a tornado. He felt angry at Larkpaw, but felt all flustered and happy like a kit as Dawnpaw spoke to him. He furrowed his brows, tail flicking in doubt. "Dawn, he guilt tripped you into forgiving him!" he croaked, a frown clear on his features.

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 4th, 2019, 12:44 AM
It was like his emotions were a storm, which formed into a tornado. He felt angry at Larkpaw, but felt all flustered and happy like a kit as Dawnpaw spoke to him. He furrowed his brows, tail flicking in doubt. "Dawn, he guilt tripped you into forgiving him!" he croaked, a frown clear on his features.



Dawn'Paw shrugged as she looked him in the eye before she spoke in a soft calm manner."Well- Even if he did I have you here to help me...Right?".Seeing him pout she giggled softly before giving a small lick on his cheek,embarrassed that she just did that she avoided eye contact."Like I said...I have you here with me...So I'll be fine...". Calming herself down she looked back at the brown Tom, their faces were quite close and they were silent but it wasn't an awkward silence.

furrensic
May 4th, 2019, 09:27 AM
Dawn'Paw shrugged as she looked him in the eye before she spoke in a soft calm manner."Well- Even if he did I have you here to help me...Right?".Seeing him pout she giggled softly before giving a small lick on his cheek,embarrassed that she just did that she avoided eye contact."Like I said...I have you here with me...So I'll be fine...". Calming herself down she looked back at the brown Tom, their faces were quite close and they were silent but it wasn't an awkward silence.

Timberpaw stood up, brows still furrowed. "I'm not gonna be here forever ." he spoke softly, head turned the other way. "I'm..gonna go train with Meadowbrook." he told, tail flicking in a slightly sad and hyper manner. "I'll see you later." with a dip of his head, he padded out of the den, head hung low

TawnyNeedsACoffee
May 4th, 2019, 04:40 PM
Timberpaw stood up, brows still furrowed. "I'm not gonna be here forever ." he spoke softly, head turned the other way. "I'm..gonna go train with Meadowbrook." he told, tail flicking in a slightly sad and hyper manner. "I'll see you later." with a dip of his head, he padded out of the den, head hung low.



Dawn'Paw stared wided-eyed as Timber'Paw stood up, he didn't even give her a smile- nothing, her attempt to cheer him up failed, her chest tightened sadly.The words the brown Tom spoke felt like she just got stabbed in the heart multiple times.Oddly enough,a familiar feeling sank back in, yet again she had caused a problem- yet again she had hurt the cats closest to her. The cream Molly trembled slightly, although she acted like it- she really hated this dark and lonely feeling, her face looked sad but she spoke in a soft mumble, which was forced."Yeah...".The cream Molly curled up into a ball as the Tom left, she felt useless again- Creek'Tounge and Quick'Feather had been right all along.