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Originally Posted by Constellation
Fairypaw was there. A small, odd pelted feline that used her claws to throw rocks aimlessly across at places. Her mind had been filled with... A lot lately. With the entire silent war between Thunderclan and Windclan, the she cat decided to sneak to the borders. Yes, the borders. When Snowstar specifically told apprentices to not leave unless a warrior was among them. She had broke the rules, but who hadn't? She argued with herself that she was no different, and things happened for a reason. The she cat let out a huff, a slight roll of her yellow orbs, then a yawn. Yes, a yawn. Fairypaw didn't think she was tired. Now, she was exhausted. She was drained. Tigerpaw was soon becoming a warrior, and would leave her to be alone. Quite the exaggeration, but this feline depended on the tom for assorted things. Fairypaw was a very awkward feline that was hard to understand. Tigerpaw dealt with most of the socialization for the two whil Fairypaw would nod, or perform some type of action.
Now, she had been lost in her thoughts, almost drowning. She knew better than to go to the Windclan's border when there were little to no protection in case trouble brewed there, so she came to the Riverclan border, watching the water gently sway ahead. When her head looked up, she could make out the camp of Riverclan. It made her cringe. She didn't like the smell of fish. Let alone the taste. The she cat gently got up from her spot, her tail swaying behind her as she debated to step closer to the river--in which case she did, but her ears perked at hearing another sound. It sounded obnoxious, and made her squint her eyes. She saw another cat. A very boisterous one that seemed to not care where he was stepping. Her fur slightly bristled at the tom for making such a foul move. Who was he to cross their borders? Fairypaw knew it wasn't in her heart to outright tell the other cat he was wrong for what he was doing. If Tigerpaw was here, it would had been a lot better for her. But, she had to try. Tigerpaw was not going to be there her whole life, even if she wished he were. "You shouldn't play on the borders like that." Her voice was small, but she knew he could hear her. In fact, she stepped in his way to stop him from continuing on. Who was this tom? Who did he think he was? Certainly insane was the case.
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Almondpaw spotted another cat, who looked about his age if not a bit older. He smirked, his paw over the boarder she was sure to come. Perfect bait. He wouldn't tell anyone he'd put a paw over the boarder, as it was his business alone. She seemed nervous, but he knew why, with the WindClan ThunderClan stuff. Drama was mouse-brained to him, why squabble over things when you could just live in peace with some rules to follow? Almondpaw smirked as she looked distracted, perfect. "Oh no, my paw is over the boarder!" He repeated louder, his eyes glittering with mischief. She yawned, making his excited form slump a bit. She looked tired, which may make her less fun. Perhaps he should find a different target to annoy? No. This was as good as he was going too get, so why leave it because she looked sleepy? Almondpaw sighed, waiting for her to approach him with his tail lashing with annoyance. She seemed lost in thought, which meant he'd have to wait for StarClan knew how long. Almondpaw gazed at the she-cat, humming softly to himself.
Almondpaw knew she'd been drowning in thought, and he coughed to try and attract her gaze. By now, both his paws were over the scent-lines marking the boarder. He assumed she was intelligent due to the fact she hadn't gone to a more dangerous boarder. He huffed, his pacience thin as he grumbled under his breath. She gazed up, and he tensed slightly. Almondpaw rolled his eyes when she cringed, he got it, they didn't like fish! But they didn't have to insult his Clans main source of food each time they neared the boarder. He sighed as she stepped closer to the river, but not close enough to him for him to spark conversation, fight or teasing argument his wits would come in handy, along with his street smarts. Her eyes locked with Almondpaw's as he smirked, teasing her to come over to him. He saw her fur bristle, and he felt a bit guilty until he realized this was just a stupid scent-line. He wasn't going to steal prey! She paused for a moment, and Almondpaw prepared his argument against something she knew she'd probably say. "Why? I'm not stealing prey, or threatening your Clan, all I did was put my paws over your line of scent-markers." He asked, using his opinions that boarders were useless and turning it into a fact that he wasn't doing anything bad. "But I wouldn't want you to get your tail in a knot." He added, retracting his paws and dipping them into the river to clear them of ThunderClan scent. "So, what's your name?" Almondpaw asked.