Marigoldpaw
She, Her\Kit\7 moons\Riverclan
"There will come a poet whose weapon is his word."
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
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[THIS TAKES PLACE IN THE RC CLEARING BEFORE THE TERRITORY MOVE]
(i basically just copy and pasted my reply so that you could respond as you originally wanted too!)
Marigoldkit nearly leaped out of her skin, her thin fur spiking up like the leaves of a pine. Despite her instinct to quickly spin around she turned slowly. If she did decide to spin then she'd have a horrible headache, the ones that made her have to lay down to settle the pain. And there was no way she was going to do that! She just got outside, life was turning around for her. She was getting better.
Marigoldkit was surprised to see a face she recognized. It was eerie. It's like she knew her but... She looked much more like a warrior than Marigoldkit would ever be. No, no need to think like that. She wasn't sick, but Marigoldkit was. No wonder this mysterious cat looked a bit different than her. And yet, she couldn't shake the feeling...
She also couldn't shake the pain in her head. Ow.
As her hazel eyes adjusted, she began to look through this apprentice instead of making actual eye contact. A specialty of hers.
The question finally digested, and what she thought was scolding was actually something quite silly. Didn't most cats have feathers in their pelt? "Oh! It's uh," Marigoldkit began to clench her teeth. "It's a feather! Jayfrost gave it to me, in the nursery." The nursery she threw up in... Uh, best not to think about that! She could manage. It's okay. Plus, she doubted any traces of her chewed up meal were present on her white pelt.
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@chickadee // Tulippaw (I'm so sorry that I procrastinated for so long byuyctyvuy)
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For a moment Tulippaw just stared. She was actually talking to someone her age. To be quite honest, she wasn't expecting the cat to even respond. She stood there, looking quite dumbfounded as she tried to come up a response. Finally she got her mouth moving again, stuttering out a lousy reply. "Jayfrost gave it to you... huh? No idea who that is."
That sounded stupid. Mousedung. Maybe she'd know more cats if she actually tried to talk to them. It was her own fault that she was so lonely for distancing everyone. No. It couldn't be her own fault! It was their fault for betraying her and making it so hard to trust anyone! Because everytime she did begin to open up, the cat would somehow vanish or die. The least they could do was tell her: "Hey Tulippaw! I'm about to leave RiverClan forever like a filthy traitor! I don't give two craps about you! Have fun growing up all by yourself!"
Well, actually Berryflare did say something along the lines at that. She really was a filthy traitor. The thing that was most disgusting about her former mentor was the fact that she tried to sympathise with Tulippaw and tried to make herself play the victim. In reality she was just some good for nothing warrior who couldn't handle a bit of violence. Boo hoo.
She found herself circling back to the feather and to the kit in front of her. "Well... what are you planning to do with that feather?" She asked, shifting her paws as she asked the question. She wasn't used to being so soft and gentle with her speaking. She was often rude and abrasive, and said whatever was on her mind. But this... This was different. Something about her got all soft and mushy around this little one. Ugh. She wouldn't let some kit soften her like that! No way! That's how she got hurt in the past.
"It's not like I care or anything. I just have nothing better to do." She quickly added. She just had to make sure that the little one was aware that this interaction meant ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to her.
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@Marigoldwhisper - I READ THIS AS FLOWER BUD DIES LMAO
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For a moment Tulippaw just stared. She was actually talking to someone her age. To be quite honest, she wasn't expecting the cat to even respond. She stood there, looking quite dumbfounded as she tried to come up a response. Finally she got her mouth moving again, stuttering out a lousy reply. "Jayfrost gave it to you... huh? No idea who that is."
That sounded stupid. Mousedung. Maybe she'd know more cats if she actually tried to talk to them. It was her own fault that she was so lonely for distancing everyone. No. It couldn't be her own fault! It was their fault for betraying her and making it so hard to trust anyone! Because everytime she did begin to open up, the cat would somehow vanish or die. The least they could do was tell her: "Hey Tulippaw! I'm about to leave RiverClan forever like a filthy traitor! I don't give two craps about you! Have fun growing up all by yourself!"
Well, actually Berryflare did say something along the lines at that. She really was a filthy traitor. The thing that was most disgusting about her former mentor was the fact that she tried to sympathise with Tulippaw and tried to make herself play the victim. In reality she was just some good for nothing warrior who couldn't handle a bit of violence. Boo hoo.
She found herself circling back to the feather and to the kit in front of her. "Well... what are you planning to do with that feather?" She asked, shifting her paws as she asked the question. She wasn't used to being so soft and gentle with her speaking. She was often rude and abrasive, and said whatever was on her mind. But this... This was different. Something about her got all soft and mushy around this little one. Ugh. She wouldn't let some kit soften her like that! No way! That's how she got hurt in the past.
"It's not like I care or anything. I just have nothing better to do." She quickly added. She just had to make sure that the little one was aware that this interaction meant ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to her.
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@Marigoldwhisper - I READ THIS AS FLOWER BUD DIES LMAO
Marigoldkit
She, Her\Kit\7 moons\Riverclan
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
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(Frick, I forgot to change out her header iuhoijfecnli)
Tulippaw seemed rather stunned, like a fish who was just hocked out of water, left dazed by their new surroundings and sudden lack of air. Marigoldkit blinked at her, cocking her head to the side as she expressed that she didn't know Jayfrost. Her shoulders slumped slightly. "Oh... Well, you should meet him! I'm sure he'll love the company! He's like, really sweet and he might give you a feather too! Or, I could maybe find one for you! Well, heavy on the maybe, I can barely stand without getting dizzy." Something was oddly familiar about this cat. But the whole attitude of them seemed to be eerily different, like she took the body of the cat Marigoldkit reminded her of and used it as a vessel for their soul. Marigoldkit shook her head as if to clear the horrid thought, a shiver making her fur bristle.
They looked like that one kit she'd seen in the clearing a long time ago, all bossy and buzzy and full of life and drive. This cat though... They were nice, certainly, but the spunk was missing. It made Marigoldkit question if these two cats were the same. They could just be siblings. Or Marigoldkit was so lonely when she wandered away from Riverclan that her mind manufactured the memory. She didn't like that thought. It made her feel sick and clammy.
Alright, those were enough creepy thoughts. No more thinking!
Oh awesome! More questions to answer, more reasonable thinking to drown out her weird thoughts. "Oh, I'm just planning to wear it as I had been before." Marigoldkit ran a paw over the fluffy feathers. They looked worn but loved and slightly smelt of that cat who gave them to her. Wait. She didn't care about the feathers? Oh. Hm...
Marigoldkit clenched her teeth, her ears threatening to draw back. No, no. This was an overreaction, everything was fine. This apprentice didn't hate you, she just probably wasn't to invested in the feather talk. But then why did she ask? Hm. She was probably bluffing. Marigoldkit wouldn't dwell on it though, she had no reason to. If she didn't wanna talk that was okay! She could always just go back to being clumsy and bumping back into rocks (again). She took a breath and focused her gaze on some leaves behind Tulippaw.
"You do? Or, rather, did? Uh, well I'm sorry that you have nothing to do, I'm unfortunately not very interesting. I'm rather boring actually... But my name's Marigoldkit! And I think that you're really awesome for coming to talk to me despite how odd I look. Uh, what's your name?"
(jeez this is longer than expected---)
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Marigoldkit
She, Her\Kit\7 moons\Riverclan
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
· · ─────── ·· ─────── ·
(Frick, I forgot to change out her header iuhoijfecnli)
Tulippaw seemed rather stunned, like a fish who was just hocked out of water, left dazed by their new surroundings and sudden lack of air. Marigoldkit blinked at her, cocking her head to the side as she expressed that she didn't know Jayfrost. Her shoulders slumped slightly. "Oh... Well, you should meet him! I'm sure he'll love the company! He's like, really sweet and he might give you a feather too! Or, I could maybe find one for you! Well, heavy on the maybe, I can barely stand without getting dizzy." Something was oddly familiar about this cat. But the whole attitude of them seemed to be eerily different, like she took the body of the cat Marigoldkit reminded her of and used it as a vessel for their soul. Marigoldkit shook her head as if to clear the horrid thought, a shiver making her fur bristle.
They looked like that one kit she'd seen in the clearing a long time ago, all bossy and buzzy and full of life and drive. This cat though... They were nice, certainly, but the spunk was missing. It made Marigoldkit question if these two cats were the same. They could just be siblings. Or Marigoldkit was so lonely when she wandered away from Riverclan that her mind manufactured the memory. She didn't like that thought. It made her feel sick and clammy.
Alright, those were enough creepy thoughts. No more thinking!
Oh awesome! More questions to answer, more reasonable thinking to drown out her weird thoughts. "Oh, I'm just planning to wear it as I had been before." Marigoldkit ran a paw over the fluffy feathers. They looked worn but loved and slightly smelt of that cat who gave them to her. Wait. She didn't care about the feathers? Oh. Hm...
Marigoldkit clenched her teeth, her ears threatening to draw back. No, no. This was an overreaction, everything was fine. This apprentice didn't hate you, she just probably wasn't to invested in the feather talk. But then why did she ask? Hm. She was probably bluffing. Marigoldkit wouldn't dwell on it though, she had no reason to. If she didn't wanna talk that was okay! She could always just go back to being clumsy and bumping back into rocks (again). She took a breath and focused her gaze on some leaves behind Tulippaw.
"You do? Or, rather, did? Uh, well I'm sorry that you have nothing to do, I'm unfortunately not very interesting. I'm rather boring actually... But my name's Marigoldkit! And I think that you're really awesome for coming to talk to me despite how odd I look. Uh, what's your name?"
She gave the kit a frown when speaking to Jayfrost was brought up. "Maybe he'll give you a feather too!" She really doubted it. She knew she wasn't a pleasant cat to be around. She knew it was her own fault that she was lonely. She was bratty, rude, pessimistic and self loathing. Not exactly the ideal form of company. Maybe she could bug him for training. It could distract from everything else.
That next comment was surprising. "Too heavy? You get dizzy? Why?" She asked with a flick of her tail. Her brow furrowed as she heard those comments. Her green eyes examined the kit. She was frail. Tiny. It reminded her of Fogpaw. "Are you sick? Have you seen Mistyshard?" As she realized that she was asking a lot of questions, Tulippaw quickly shut up. She didn't want to make too much conversation... If she did maybe this kit would start to think of her as friends. That was the last thing she needed. Although it was what she wanted the most.
She'd seen this cat before, at least she felt familiar. It was probably just because of her similarities to Fogpaw. Or maybe they'd met before. As a kit, Tulippaw had a lot of friends. She had no trouble talking... but then... then Fogkit disappeared and soon everyone else did too. And as they disappeared she only got worse and worse. She became so pessimistic, and blamed herself for everything and grew into a rotten attitude. She'd probably played with the little one in front of her. Bossed her around in a game of Clan or mossball.
Then of course, her suspicions were confirmed in some twist of fate. "Marigoldkit, huh? I'm Tulippaw. We've met before." But I was too self absorbed with my own emotions to have recognized you at first. She didn't add that part into the conversation. "We met as kits I think."
"Now, back to you. Why are you so sickly and frail?" She asked bluntly. Back then and now, she'd never lost her brutal honesty and her trait of speaking before thinking.
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Bearsnout is a RiverClan Lionheart! If you need him, mention me! He is always open to doing any training with apprentices!
She gave the kit a frown when speaking to Jayfrost was brought up. "Maybe he'll give you a feather too!" She really doubted it. She knew she wasn't a pleasant cat to be around. She knew it was her own fault that she was lonely. She was bratty, rude, pessimistic and self loathing. Not exactly the ideal form of company. Maybe she could bug him for training. It could distract from everything else.
That next comment was surprising. "Too heavy? You get dizzy? Why?" She asked with a flick of her tail. Her brow furrowed as she heard those comments. Her green eyes examined the kit. She was frail. Tiny. It reminded her of Fogpaw. "Are you sick? Have you seen Mistyshard?" As she realized that she was asking a lot of questions, Tulippaw quickly shut up. She didn't want to make too much conversation... If she did maybe this kit would start to think of her as friends. That was the last thing she needed. Although it was what she wanted the most.
She'd seen this cat before, at least she felt familiar. It was probably just because of her similarities to Fogpaw. Or maybe they'd met before. As a kit, Tulippaw had a lot of friends. She had no trouble talking... but then... then Fogkit disappeared and soon everyone else did too. And as they disappeared she only got worse and worse. She became so pessimistic, and blamed herself for everything and grew into a rotten attitude. She'd probably played with the little one in front of her. Bossed her around in a game of Clan or mossball.
Then of course, her suspicions were confirmed in some twist of fate. "Marigoldkit, huh? I'm Tulippaw. We've met before." But I was too self absorbed with my own emotions to have recognized you at first. She didn't add that part into the conversation. "We met as kits I think."
"Now, back to you. Why are you so sickly and frail?" She asked bluntly. Back then and now, she'd never lost her brutal honesty and her trait of speaking before thinking.
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Marigoldkit
She, Her\Kit\7 moons\Riverclan
"Keep your head up! You need to look at the world around you!"
Purrks: Dreamwalker [ACTIVE] Chill of Death [ACTIVE]
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Ah, questions. She allowed them to spill from Tulippaw's maw and listened to her worries as she settled into a loaf. Though, her paws were still visible since there wasn't really any fur to cover them with. Honestly, Marigoldkit had expected the sudden exploding of prodding questions, leaving them hanging loose in the air without an answer. It had happened with at least one of the two cats she'd met in her time of getting back to Riverclan, so this cat was no different. But it felt nice that somecat cared enough to ask, and it made her smile.
"Yeahhhh...." Marigoldkit dragged out her mew, fiddling with a patch of grass in the clearing. "I mean, eh. It's not all that bad. I just can't uh stand as quickly as I could. Given the fact that everything seems fine here, that shouldn't be a problem, right?" Marigoldkit gave the clearing one good look. The raid of Thunderclan was long long gone, at least it looked to be. Marigoldkit could no longer smell the metallic tang of blood anymore so she was convinced everything would be alright for that point on.
That was unless the other clans decided to take a bite of them. What were their names? Ehhh.... Not important. Still, that itself was pretty unlikely. They'd be fine, everything was just fine and Marigoldkit liked it that way, even if she herself wasn't doing fine physically. "I don't know why I get dizzy, but um it could be because I drank a bunch of river water when I scrambled over here," Marigoldkit couldn't even bring herself to look at the river that hummed in her ears, the memories that came from it made her want to hurl. "I also might've hit my head on a rock... Not hardly! Just, a little bump. I'm clumsy anyways, I'm sure my bones are fine. My head just uh... Hasn't adjusted."
Sick? Marigoldkit winced and sinked into her thin fur. "I think it's more of a 'I've been trying to live out with loners for three moons' and now I'm dealing the consequences. I... I hope I'm not sick... What use is a sick cat to a band of battle ready warriors?" Marigoldkit couldn't just come back, get sick, and die. That was not how she'd imagined everything to go. It shouldn't be like that... Not ever.
As quickly as the questions came, they stopped with a quick clamping of a jaw. The last question Marigoldkit had yet to answer, but she wasn't even sure if she wanted to answer it. Being sick meant something advanced was wrong with her, something beyond being hungry and tired and dizzy. Something that was rooted deeper within herself. So she didn't answer, not unless the calico pointed it out, then she'd answer because everyone deserved an answer, an explanation. Marigoldkit just wasn't sure if she was ready to face the possibility of death, that gripping feeling she felt underneath the waves of the river.
Marigoldkit usually liked to answer and ask questions, they offered her ordered and logical thinking. But the last question Tulippaw asked left her reeling.
Wait, wait. So her brain wasn't freaking out about recognizing this cat! Oh stars, Tulippaw looked far more warrior like than Marigoldkit ever looked. She knew that they were both about the same age, and with that, Tulippaw was already an apprentice. Awe filled the cats senses. Tulippaw is what Marigoldkit should've been, yet she didn't feel jealous, she felt proud and oddly emotional. Tulippaw was around when she was, recognized her, and didn't approach her with any malice for wandering off. Given the fact that Tulippaw was the only face she recognized in this whole clan, seeing her made her feel grounded. Like the word wasn't falling apart and that Marigoldkit wasn't crazy for having some form of hope to find a familiar face.
"I knew I recognized you! Gosh, you look amazing, I really hope you're doing alright, how's---"
Oh.
Was that an overstatement or an understatement? Marigoldkit wasn't sure, and it freaked her out for a good ten heartbeats before she found the courage to answer. "I wandered away from camp because I say a pretty bed of flowers just beyond the brambles. Then I saw new things, smelt new scents and wandered until I realized I didn't know where I was going. Three moons scavenging for scraps, three moons getting drenched from rain, three moons with nothing but kit fluff and some uprooted daffodils to protect me. I'm sure I've eaten something I shouldn't once or twice without my knowledge but... I'm still here and mostly okay. That's all that matters."
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