[Rejected] Sandpaw

[Kass]

Sandpaw
a fluffy yellow Tom with green eyes

Where was he? How long has he been here? Who knew. The word around him had been dimmed in comparison after he was taken away from his family especially his twin brother dunepaw. By now his brother would have been two moons older than him. Happy birthday brother. It sucks being up here he mumbled as he laid down for a bit. His green eyes half lidded as he glanced down below to watch as his brother planted a few send above his grave. So he remembered I liked flowers and seeds how lovely. he chuckled softly to himself as he drifted slowly into sleep.

Then suddenly there where voices…what? his head shot up I alarm as the voices grew louder until he saw the cats. Than the question. I..I..why should I be brought back?! sandpaw was confused as he stared at the other cats. I’m not sure why? What makes me different I’m not sure either. I’m just some cat who died a moon into apprenticeship. he laughed awkwardly. I’m really nothing special.

[marshy]

➵ pebblepool .*.｡*ﾟ
[still gathering wardens for this, stay tuned!]
// ➵ @Bezzle

well that was definitely a plea.. that was shared. pebblepool couldn't say she was impressed, why even be here if you didn't have reasoning to go back? "not sure why? dear, then why are you even here? this place is for those who desire second chances at, and strongly at that! i sense none of that in you, just normality.. ugh." everyone at this point should know how pebblepool felt about things that were normal, she wanted uniqueness! not whatever this was. "more of your judges should show any moment, i suggest you wait until they share whatever they feel they need to bring to the table."

[beau]

Silt settled among his fellow wardens, tipping his head to the side as he listened to the apprentice. Well, still no 'hello', but at least this was different from the run-of-the-mill 'ohh, i was loyal, please send me back, I love my family!!' that was usual said at these little 'trials'. It was enough to catch Silt's attention in the very least.

He twitched an ear at the cat's closing statement. I'm really nothing special. Now, wasn't that quite the sentiment? Silt found a wry smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He hummed quietly before he spoke, something akin to amusement in his tone. "Do you want to go back?" It wasn't an offer, merely a question. Perhaps to satiate curiosity, or to keep the conversation from dragging. It wasn't much of a question: almost everyone here wanted to go back. This place sucked. It was boring. Still, the cat seemed to be among some of the less-desperate that found their way to the council based off of his opener.

[ @Bezzle @marshall ]

[Kass]

Sandpaw

I do want to go back it’s just…will I even be able to accomplish my goals when I do? If I even can get sent back down there. he shook his head. I do want to go back. Not for my family but for my clan. I have died without giving my worth to them or protecting them and right now they need the help more than ever. From beanstar taking a life of another clan leader to he himself dying. he paused to shift back and forth for a moment. I want to go back and help. I want to earn my rank here in starclan not be the cat who died over a stupid sickness. I want to die defending my clan with my life. if I can help them in any way I would lay down my life for them…I’m willing to die a thousand times over for them. being here now feels like I’ve let them all down…all of them. And if I get rejected today you better believe that I will be back tomorrow and the next day. I won’t give up so easily. his brow grew firm as he raised his tail.

@naiad
@marshall

[Alchemist Kitsune]

| Magpiewisp |
Ancient RiverClan Medicine Cat
Dark Forest

Magpiewisp lingered in the darkness, hearing what needed to be heard before he stepped one dark foot forward, eyes warm and brown, at complete odds with the disdain evident on his expression. This was... new. Usually cats came forward with the same folly. I deserve more. I want more. I didn't get more. It was sickening, boring, and boorish. Unfortunately for the star touched apprentice, new did not mean better, and it was with a judgmental glare that the ancient RiverClanner took his place amongst the rest of the council.

The tuxedo allowed the apprentice to go on his tangent, his tune... not quite changing, but gaining a more honest tone to it. Again, not necessarily an improvement, as far as the Dark Forest dweller was concerned. There was nothing here that screamed merit, or the right to be resurrected. What was it with every cat that came here seemingly thinking they were worth a taste of the power given to their leaders? The nine lives were there for the sole purpose of maintaining structure within the clans. One apprentice dying before he believed was his time or before he could leave his mark was hardly worth the comparison.

"The means of your death are irrelevant. Dead is dead, and if it is what you seek, you have accomplished it," Magpiewisp drawled, his gaze on the apprentice as he spoke.

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@marshall [Pebblepool] | @naiad [Silt] | @Bezzle [Sandpaw]

[BEAR.]

[ Hi there! You have until 12/3 to respond to this roleplay with Sandpaw, or a warden will end this roleplay as a Rejection and you will need to restart the roleplay, if you decide to try again. @Zel: ]

[Abyssopelagic]

Barkblaze sparked into the space beside his fellow wardens, glowering down at Sandpaw. He didn't care where this conversation had been, or the progress made.
Sandpaw's silence that currently prevailed was loud enough to make the final decision for everyone involved.
"Given your disregard for our time, we will be dismissing your case, and you are denied a second chance at life. Only return if you are willing to show the proper decorum and speak when you are spoken to."
He growled before turning away.


[ @Kass ]