tales in the night [ Bingo Event! ]

[Estelle]

 

Originally Posted by Neptune.

Hollowpaw
~<>~
24/200
4 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

Scary stories? What was this, some sort of daft kit game? Even still... Hollowpaw found himself curious. So much so, in fact, that he decided to wander on over - though he stuck to the back of the group as much as possible when he saw Twistedpaw in the crowd, expression darkening. He seriously had no clue why she seemed to dislike him, but he would return that energy and magnify it tenfold. Unless, of course, she stayed away from him like she was doing now. This was preferred.

[ @Estelle - twisted mention !! feel free to ignore <33 ]

Truthfully, Twistedpaw hadn't expected to see Hollowpaw here, after all, this seemed like exactly the kind of thing he would dislike. Hate, even! There was so much that seemed to ruffle that poor apprentice's fur the wrong way. She wonder what it would look like if he smiled. Would the world explode? Would he explode? What silly thoughts, of course he wouldn't! Still, she could believe it to be a rare feat - but something she was determined to bring out in him. As such it was no surprise that when the bi-coloured apprentice noticed her former denmate, she did not hesitate to scurry on over and playfully bump her shoulder against his (or try to, at least), a happy grin on her face. For what it's worth, she was happy to see him. Perhaps a scary story would do him some good.

[twizzypaw]

The silvery spotted apprentice, upon finishing his scarfing down his fresh-kill in the solitary spot, stood up on all fours and went to dispose of the remains when he heard Wolfhive's meows in the distance, summoning his clanmates around the prey-kill pile to share tongues of scary stories.

Creepingpaw's bright green eyes shifted into critical slits as he rolled his eyes and shook his head. Scary stories? He might as well have taken this straight to the nursery! Figuring it was more fun to listen to some lame stories rather than go straight to his nest, the young apprentice briskly darted towards the group of bustling cats that began surrounding the prey-kill pile. Dropping down to his haunches, he began licking his paws while scoffing to himself in hopes that he would be somewhat entertained tonight.

[OPEN]

[BEAR.]

Wolfhive furrowed his brow at the clearly sick baby Weepingwillow had brought out. Thankfully she took Skykit back into the nursery before Wolfhive had a chance to say something, but he kept a wide berth between where Skykit was and himself. He'd have to let Drizzlecloud know to deal with that, 'cause.. the last thing they needed was an outbreak.

Basilkit's excitement was a lot. "Easy there tiger, don't wanna reopen your leg." The wound was scabbed, but not totally healed - and even had it scarred over completely it wouldn't be done. A wound that severe would take a lot of time to fully mend, if it ever did. "Sure, you can do the first one." Wolfhive had planned a story.. but figured it could wait.

[ @PINTO BEAN ]