wilderness explorers, let's go! [open to apprentices!]

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*Cherrypaw followed without a word*

[perseus.]

 

Ospreypaw had been quiet as they left the last place though when he saw the old camp. He felt his fur tingle and a sense of dread started to fill him as he started to relive that night, his eyes wide as his breathing picked up as he started to shakily back away.

[lesbianism]

♡ f e a t h e r p a w

she/they - 9 moons - ThunderClan - lesbian - 41/100 - tags; @perseus.
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Featherpaw looked down into the depths of the pit, feeling dizzy.
"...How did this happen?" they mewed quietly. Had StarClan done this? And if not, why hadn't they stopped it? For something like this to happen right next to ThunderClan's camp, where kits and elders took shelter...

She gave Silentpaw a judgemental look as she dashed off to who-knows-where. Why even bother coming if you're going to run off half-way through? Well, whatever. If Silentpaw wanted to get swallowed by the sink-hole, that was her own problem. If this is my competition, becoming a warrior shouldn't be hard at all.

A faint fear-scent caught their attention, and their eyes darted around for threats. When they didn't spot or scent anything suspicious, they looked to Redhawk, who didn't seem to be worried... So where was the scent coming from?

She looked around at her fellow apprentices, finally finding the source. Featherpaw approached Ospreypaw hesitantly as he backed away from the sink-hole, eyes wide.
"Hey, um... are you alright?" she mewed, leaning forward to give him a tentative sniff.

[Watermeloon]

@Katiethewolfchild

Feathernose carefully placed her paws, making sure that the apprentice perched upon her back was not about to slide off into the sinkhole. Her eyes roved across the group, making sure everyone was definitely still there.

[perseus.]

Originally Posted by lesbianism

♡ f e a t h e r p a w

she/they - 9 moons - ThunderClan - lesbian - 41/100 - tags; @perseus.
____________________________________

Featherpaw looked down into the depths of the pit, feeling dizzy.
"...How did this happen?" they mewed quietly. Had StarClan done this? And if not, why hadn't they stopped it? For something like this to happen right next to ThunderClan's camp, where kits and elders took shelter...

She gave Silentpaw a judgemental look as she dashed off to who-knows-where. Why even bother coming if you're going to run off half-way through? Well, whatever. If Silentpaw wanted to get swallowed by the sink-hole, that was her own problem. If this is my competition, becoming a warrior shouldn't be hard at all.

A faint fear-scent caught their attention, and their eyes darted around for threats. When they didn't spot or scent anything suspicious, they looked to Redhawk, who didn't seem to be worried... So where was the scent coming from?

She looked around at her fellow apprentices, finally finding the source. Featherpaw approached Ospreypaw hesitantly as he backed away from the sink-hole, eyes wide.
"Hey, um... are you alright?" she mewed, leaning forward to give him a tentative sniff.

Ospreypaw flinched slightly as he turned his head toward the other apprentice, “I-I was there when the sinkhole happened…I thought I wasn’t going to get out before Spiderthroat saved me.”