[Rose]

 

Originally Posted by SuspiciousMindz

 

[Scorpionpaw]
ShadowClan Apprentice
54/100
Shadow Fiend

The conversation moved quickly, Scorp wasn't sure how to feel about Strawberrypaw yet. She'd address that after dealing with Weepingpaw's little tantrum. Her whiskers would twitch at his display of emotion. "Silly Weeping, I'm not calling you a rivercat, I'm just saying that they like this stuff," she'd scoop a pawful and it'd create a little pile, staying in place in front of them. That was a new mechanic to Scorp. She'd never had anything other than mud stay in a pile like that before, interesting.

Next was, trickcat...? Did her brother just claim another cat as his own? Her amber gaze shifted between the both of them, "why do you-" The answer was given before she could finish the question. Hearing her brother's voice come from the other made her fur bristle. "WHOA WHOA, NOOOO, STOP THAT!" Scorp reacted more violently than Weeping. "Mama said she doesn't know why it happens!" Scorp half hissed, withdrawing from the pair by stepping a few paces away.

Once more, the witchcraft continued and Scorp let the fur along her shoulders and spine bristle, ignoring Weepingpaw at this point. She especially didn't like her voice being used back towards them. "You can't be trusted! YOU CAN'T!" She'd half-yowl, eyeing Strawberrypaw from her couple tail-length distance. She didn't want to leave Weepingpaw because what if he believed the Trickcat to be telling the truth! What if she said something in Scorp's voice and made Weepingpaw made at her for it! Or anyone else!

"How'd you learn to do that? Is this a StarClan trick? Do you talk to them or something?!" Despite her very obvious discomfort and simple hatred towards this situation, she couldn't help her curiousity either. She had to figure something out. Maybe her and Mama could get some kind of answer.

Originally Posted by Moonraven

AHHHHH! THAT'S SO AMAZING! Weepingpaw was utterly ecstatic as Trickcat did his voice. His paws did a little jig in the sand to let off some built-up energy. As much as he'd love to see if Trickcat was up for some play fighting, he wasn't that dumb. His anger with Scorpionpaw had faded as quickly as it had come, so his sister's response left him baffled until he remembered that he was mad at her. He still felt insulted, but his excitement overshadowed all his negative emotions.

Sadly, it didn't seem like Scorpionpaw was as enthralled as Weepingpaw was with the Trickcat's talking trick. Weepingpaw stopped his stomping dance and peered concerningly at Scorpoinpaw as she moved away on high alert. Momster doesn't know something! That had to be a lie. Momster knew everything. She was ancient. Weepingpaw was ready to pick a new irrelativent fight with his sister again, but she was too busy freaking out and Weepignpaw was learning a name.

Burr? That's her name. Her full name was way too long for Weepingpaw to say, so Burr worked for him and Trickcat. His eyes grew wide as she said sand in grumpy Scorpionpaw's voice. This cat was the best. He wanted to take her home with him. "Sand, Sand, Sand. No working." He repeated the word as directed but swiftly found no change in his voice. He was ready to ask her for a new word since that one wasn't working, but his sister was being a meanybutt yowling and whatnot.

"No, bad Scorpi! Weeping's Burr nice." Weepingpaw barged over to his sibling and aimed some swats at her shoulder and head. Maybe if he wrestled her to the ground and she ate some sand, she'd be nicer to Trickcat. Weepingpaw wasn't mean to her cats. Why was she being mean to Weepingpaw's? He was momentarily distracted from trying to get his sister to be nice as a voice boomed over the gathering, the pretty cat was talking, but Weepingpaw paid attention to the other for a second before returning his attention to the she-cats.
@Rose @SuspiciousMindz

Originally Posted by Mica

Emberpaw
ShadowClan Apprentice
she/they/he | 6 moons | 26/100
[Large dark brown tabby with golden eyes]
Purrks: Agatha Kitty
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Magician ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Scorpionpaw - @SuspiciousMindz ] [Weepingpaw - @Moonraven ] [Strawberrypaw - @Rose ]

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Finally, it was warm. Or, not warm, but a tolerable temperature. Emberpaw trailed behind the rest of her clan, keeping to herself. She had no friends to sit with, and her siblings were... stressful. But there, in the distance, was two of her less manageable siblings chatting with what seemed to be a WindClan cat. Emberpaw padded over, sitting next to her siblings but not saying anything, just watching the conversation passively. Definitely not shooting some narrow looks at the fluffy white-ish she-cat they talked to. She did hear Weepingpaw refer to her as his "Burr" which immediately rubbed Emberpaw's fur the wrong way. She was Burr. Maybe just for Houndpaw, but hearing someone else be called her treasured name made her eye twitch.

Post Count: 37/100 | Purrk(s): Lyrebird’s Lullaby

Strawberrypaw was coming to dislike this specific... feeling that she wasn't sure what was named. Too many cats that she didn't know so near, and only one of her. Scorpi(what kind of name was that)'s shrieking had Strawberrypaw's ears flattening against her skull, lips peeling back in a defensive scowl - up until the yelling turned into questions, and she wasn't sure what to do anymore, fur half flattened, half bristling. Burr? She wasn't a-- Now they were fighting. Her head tilts as she watches them, brow furrowed. If she tilted her head far enough, maybe they could resemble Jags and Frosty.

Oh, Twilightstar was saying something, but they were so far away. Strawberrypaw hadn't meant to end up all the way back here when her leader started speaking. She'd wanted to sit beside her mentor and see if she could see any of her siblings from up there. "Not. Talk to StarClan." The pale and peach she-cat finally answers the brown tabby, for the first time wondering if these two were littermates. They looked similar enough. She didn't like that they were bigger than her. Then again, most of ShadowClan seemed to have dark pelts, and were bigger -- look, there was another one now. Oh. The words sink in. Another one. She didn't like that thought.