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| BERRYSHINE |

small & nimble dark brown she-cat with darker flecks and light, leafy-green eyes | the collector | dreamwalker |

[ riverclan medicine cat | she-cat | 16 moons | timid, kind, hardworking ]

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"Ohh NOO. I'msosorryI'msosorry—" The panicked apologies tumbled out of Berryshine's mouth as she stiffened, bracing herself to careen right into poor ol' Soaringpaw—!

And then, she felt teeth sink into her scruff and hoist her as if she were a kit. With a squeak of alarm, Berryshine craned her neck to see Brokenstream holding her. As she scrabbled to stand upright, she couldn't help the scoff that escaped her, the exhilaration and fear of impact having made her heart race and her lungs breathless. A twinkle of amusement glittered in her green eyes after she realized the danger had passed, giving Brokenstream a mock-glare.

"Ohh, real f-f-funny!" She huffed, flicking the Lionheart's shoulder with her tail. And yet, even as the medicine cat seemed frazzled and freaked out, she also realized she was having... fun. Sure, slipping on ice was sorta terrifying, but in the thrilling way? At least, if she knew someone was there to catch her, right? Berryshine gave Brokenstream a small nudge on his shoulder, adding lowly, "A-And thanks!" In response to saving her from the dreadful collision that would've ensued.

Now glancing at Soaringpaw, Berryshine was happy to see that the apprentice was already moving on. Good! "S-Sorry about that!" She called sheepishly, skin feeling hot under her fur. And as Brokenstream called out the next command, the small brown molly kept her grumblings quietly to herself — aw c'mon, she was just getting the hang of this, now she had to keep one paw up? Huffing, the she-cat did her best to shakily raise one of her forelegs, wobbling as she tried to keep balance.

[ words: 269 | @korok - big brother to the rescue!! | @Minku - your post had me wheezing xD ]

— STAGHEART —

very large, muscular, & scarred light brown tabby tom with stark blue eyes and a torn ear; killer aptitude t3 | just a scratch dreamwalker

[ riverclan warrior | tomcat | 56 moons | gruff & battle-hardened, heart o’ gold; loyal to a fault ]

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Oho, he was on fire. Oh yeah. Stagheart hadn't felt this exhilarated—in the fun way, that is—in a long time. It made him feel several moons younger than he was.

Part of him almost felt bad that he hadn't gone to try and stop the Berry-Soaring collision, but to be fair, he wouldn't have been able to get over in time with all his momentum. He hadn't been slowed at all, after all — not yet. Chuckling and giving Brokenstream a grateful nod as he whizzed on by, Stagheart glanced over his shoulder.

"He's right, Berry — we need ya for when I crash into the nearest tree," he joked, his voice as dry as ever, yet amused. Hearing the medicine cat complain about the obstacles was hilarious to him, too — the challenges just made it more fun. Of course, that was hard for the fearful she-cat to see when she could hardly keep her paws straight.

Hearing the Head Lionheart's next instructions, Stagheart's eyes narrowed in concentration as he ever-so-carefully lifted one of his forelegs. Snorting at himself, he felt as silly as a kit walking alongside a massive warrior, but it was the name of the game. And he was a bit too deep in now to give up. Okay, okay... so far, so good. Who else was with him, a bunch of apprentices? Was he really gonna sabotage some kids? Nah... not yet. He was better than that.

(Not till he had to, at least.)

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