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Originally Posted by burntToast

 

Aspenkit
he/him |5 moons | Riverclan kit
{Silver tongue || Active||}
|[7/10]|

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The mountains were kinda underwhelming if aspenkit was going to be honest, from afar they had looked so daunting and dangerous. Up close it just looked like a bigger camp wall mad of rock and not built nicely. Aspenkit hadn't known what he had been expecting but this was definitely not what he thought their new camp would look like, then again new camps didn't just come with premade dens and a floodstone 2.0

The rock beneath his paws was getting annoying, he missed the feeling of soft and gravel ground. Even sand which was annoying to get out his fur!

"so much for riverclan, we might as well be rockclan" he huffed as he made his way over to where his clanmates were gathering. Fadingsun was very high up, that was cool but also hard to look at him. Aspenkit sat down next to a random warrior and trained his neck trying to look around. Clanmates, strangers, rocks and more rocks. How interesting. Aspenkit rolled his and looked up at the cat next to him- woah!

"wow where'd you get that scar!? Oh wait dumb question it was probably in the battle wasn't it!? It looks so cool! Can you see with that eye-!??" Aspenkit immediately blurted out leaping to his paws in amazement. The cat sitting next him had one of the coolest and most amazing scar he had possibly ever seen in his life. Did it hurt, could they see, how did they get? All these questions sauntered carelessly though his mind. He was being rude. Yeah he was being rude.

"oh uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh- yeah..." he trailed of sitting down and looking at his paws. Way to go Aspenkit! You just embarrassed yourself by being rude to this clearly AWESOME warrior! he would just have to behave now and not embarrass himself further, plus for all he knows this epic she cat might be insecure about her scar. He shouldn't look at it.

He looked at it.

He couldn't help it!! It was covering most of her face, and it looked cool- he really needs to learn how to restrain himself. He gave the warrior an apologetic and embarrassed smile. Yeah, he was Soooo good a socialising with warriors. Well done aspenkit, wait a go! Is this how your going to meet everyone in your clan!?

`~Owltalon
She, Her\Lionheart\43 moons\Riverclan
"Are you listening, starchild?"

Purrks: Agatha Kitty ACTIVE!
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It wasn't all that bad, Owltalon could still hear the faint whistle of waves lapping against sharp rocks. She lifted up her head as she opened her jaws hoping to smell something familiar... salt. She could smell salt drifting in the air. A body of water should be near by unless she was hearing (or even worse, smelling) things. Was her age finally catching up to her? Was she really that old? Eh.... She still felt young.

Owltalon had her amber eye glued to the large stone, her whiskers twitching with anticipation. She expected to hear Fadingsun's voice only a few moments after but was pleasantly surprised by the shrill mew of a kit. Owltalon turned her head around, head tilting slightly.

Ah, this was Aspenkit, the little guy she'd been able to hear over a handful of yowls when deciding whether or not Dusky should stay. If she recalled correctly, Aspenkit wanted her to remain in Riverclan. Brave little guy.

It seemed he didn't notice her at first, looking at his new surroundings other than her, but soon enough wide brown eyes met hers (or rather big circular splotches of brown). Owltalon offered the smaller cat a wide grin, her ears wiggling in greeting.

Scars, huh? Her grin widened as laughter rang through her throat. She would've responded moons ago, but he kept chatting, his words escaping in waterfalls, like a barricade finally opened and let his thoughts loose. Oh, he was apologizing?

Sympathy rippled onto her expression. "Oh, 'ts al'ight! I used ta be just like ya, pesterin' the warriors 'bout their wounds. I can see, chap, but not very well---" she pointed to her more scarred over eye, "I can't see hell in this one. I honestly don't even remember how I got it... My o'ter eye scar is quite new, got it in the raid. Berrypaw patched it up for me. I'm loosin' vision in it as well, but it ain't as bad as my o'ter one."

She then open her jaws up, her lips curling back as multiple cuts around her maw stretched at revealed themselves. If she was being honest, it hurt a bunch. She didn't wanna worry the medicine cats by reopening her wounds, so this would have to be a quick one. After a few moments, she clamped her maw shut. "Got those in the raid as well. I'm just surprised it didn't affect my talkin'. If ya wanna ask more 'bout em, don't be shy. Barely anycat is brave enough to ask." She nudged him with her shoulder. "Your names Aspenkit? Right, small-fry?"