October 5th, 2022, 05:25 PM
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Re: Whispering Wetlands
Larkpaw
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Trotting a little ways behind the group, Larkpaw mostly brought up the rear. Why? Well, being in the front and constantly turning her head around to look at the other two apprentices would be considered downright stupid, at least by her standards. So here she was, fiery amber gaze taking note of both the scenery and the patrol of cats in front of her. The apprentice tipped her grey head to the side, tail end flicking as she listened to the colossal leader. Being ordered to memorize WindClanner scent did not come as a surprise, since they were here to learn after all, so Larkpaw lifted her muzzle to sniff the air, pink nose wrinkling slightly at the difference in scents. WindClan cats smelled weird, they did not have the earthy, pine needle scent of ShadowClan. Not that Lark hadn’t smelled worse, but it took a few moments of getting used to.
The corner of her mouth curled upward with amusement upon hearing Whiteshine’s statement, butting in the second Dawnstar took a break from speaking. Listening to Dawnstar drone on about WindClanners as bunnies was one thing by itself, but then hearing Whiteshine throw in her opinion when she so obviously shouldn’t have was exceedingly, twistedly funny. Indeed, Dawnstar’s kin thought the same thing, and most of them completely jumped over Whiteshine, or entirely ignored the warrior.
Although Lark was a very cautious and unjudging feline, she still hid a snicker at the predicament Whiteshine had undoubtedly pulled herself into. Ah, well. After all, It wasn’t her problem. Moving forward, Larkpaw’s amber eyes caught sight of a WindClanner approaching, the tom instantly going off about how Dawnstar and her Clan was filled with ‘snake-hearts’. Now, Larkpaw did not take offense easily, and neither did she care about the opinion of some nobody WindClanner, but it was appalling to watch a lone cat attempt to stand their own against Dawnstar, who was surely a cat to be feared. Nonetheless, all Larkpaw offered in response to the offending Clan cat was a mere lift of her eyebrow, and then turned away, back to face in Dawnstar’s direction.
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