[Estelle]

 

Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune

| Gnawingpaw |
7 Moons - WindClan Apprentice
Lyrebird's Lullaby - Inactive | Well Insulated - Active | Bilingual [T1] - Active

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The large apprentice was sunning herself in the newleaf light, bored out of her mind. She hadn't realized how much of her time had been spent either taking care of Seeds, training, or being around Ber. Now that Ber had all but kicked her out of the family and Seeds was missing, all Gnawingpaw had was training... but that was apparently not something she could do all day. Her uncle had to train her brother as well, which like... fair. Obviously she was more important, but she wouldn't respect the fury if he wasn't trying to ensure the rockhead would be a worthy warrior when he grew up as well. And did he need that extra training, what with him and Jaggs being right morons and all.

Sitting up, unable to stay down any longer, the Maine Coon mix's trail of thought was interrupted by someone... bumping into her? What? Was some idiot trying to walk all over her now?! It was with furious, blazing, pale green eyes that she glared at the culprit, uncaring as she noticed it was another one of the apprentices. One of the leader's kits, wasn't she? Rainpaw? No... that was the bossy, insufferable one... or so she'd heard. Peachpaw? Nope. That one was trained by her dad. Coldpaw? Yeah... that. Should be Lostpaw, obvs, because like... how did you get lost in camp? Ugh. La-a-ame.

"That sounds like a you problem," the apprentice stated bluntly, an unimpressed stare on her face as she pointedly turned around, bored of this lesser paw already.

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@Estelle [Coldpaw]
| No worries! Evidently it took me almost a month to get to this one in turn. Super sorry about that. |

Coldpaw
[ 7 moon | She / Her | Wc Tunneller Apprentice | Heightened Perception: Touch ]

A you problem? Well, Coldpaw was about to make it a 'you' problem indeed.

She stepped back, paw catching on a little pebble, which prompted her to sit down. If she had eyes, she would have greatly scrutinized this apprentice whom she hardly recognised (obviously they weren't as important as they pretended to be, if Coldpaw could realistically have that thought), though her brows still quirked, pulling on skin above where her eyes should be. Truthfully, Coldpaw had no reason to stick around (other than being lost), she didn't need to take this behaviour! But she didn't feel like leaving, and would take a page out of Rainpaw's book. Be annoyingly present until they accept you. Don't leave, just stay put and follow them around. Okay. Maybe that isn't exactly what Rainpaw would do, but by golly it was close enough.

"A 'you' problem indeed, I'm staying with you."
Coldpaw said decisively, and to demonstrate her point, she stubbornly shifted towards where she assumed Cardinalpaw -- wait, who? -- Gnawingpaw was sitting, brushing her lilac fur with Gnawingpaw's cream one and huffing out a breath. In fact, she tried crossing her arms much like a twoleg would, but immediately lost her balance and toppled over onto Gnawingpaw - lest the apprentice had moved away or managed to avoid her - and landed with a thud. Well done, Coldpaw, ten out of ten friend making.