Orangepaw-He/Him
5 Moons PURRKS
Silver Tongue T1-Not Active
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An adventure?
Wow, was Snowpaw an optimist.
When she started to go into the elder's den, he was there as fast as he could be.
He didn't like being so soggy.
"What does StarClan think we are, RiverClan?" He complained out loud "Why do they gotta send so much rain down and destroy where we sleep? And now I feel revolting. I groomed my fur pretty good before I went to sleep, too. Thank StarClan."
He looked at Snowpaw.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it." He said.
He didn't mean it in a mean way, just a friendly, sarcastic way. At least as 'Friendly Sarcastic' as he could get.
Eugh x3!!! Peachpaw's really hating this the longer it goes on. Even trudging to dry safety of the elders' den (no way he's sticking around to help anyone out; the den's just made of woven ferns and grasses and sticks, it's not like a cat's gonna get crushed to death if they're slow) doesn't lift his spirits, nor does Snowpaw's blindly bright outlook on the situation. He's cold and he's wet and he loathes this experience.
Inwardly, he's in agreement with Orangepaw. Starclan must have a pretty twisted sense of humor...or maybe they just think the apprentices need a good bath. Outwardly, though, the pale tom has nothing to say besides a few half-hearted grunts of agreement when Snowpaw lays out the list of positives. He's not happy about elder stories, but it's probably a good thing that someone is. He plonks down and starts grooming himself dry as soon as they're out of the downpour.
Now, while Peachpaw had initially resolved not to go biting Orangepaw's head off right now, the gold apprentice goes and makes an innocent comment that absolutely rubs Peachpaw the wrong way. I'm glad you're enjoying it. What's that supposed to mean? And what is with his tone?? Peachpaw's already too cranky and already views Orangepaw too unfavorably to see the humor in the remark—his irritation bubbles over in an instant. Too late to think better of it, he snaps: "Yeah, so what if she's enjoying herself? It's better than moaning about it."
Never mind how Peachpaw has also been full of complaints.
"Nobody cares about your fur, either. Let Snowpaw have fun if she wants." He grumbles, flicking his damp paws. Peachpaw's pretty upset about his own coat but he can't say anything about it now.
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Orangepaw-He/Him
5 Moons PURRKS
Silver Tongue T1-Not Active
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An adventure?
Wow, was Snowpaw an optimist.
When she started to go into the elder's den, he was there as fast as he could be.
He didn't like being so soggy.
"What does StarClan think we are, RiverClan?" He complained out loud "Why do they gotta send so much rain down and destroy where we sleep? And now I feel revolting. I groomed my fur pretty good before I went to sleep, too. Thank StarClan."
He looked at Snowpaw.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it." He said.
He didn't mean it in a mean way, just a friendly, sarcastic way. At least as 'Friendly Sarcastic' as he could get.
Eugh x3!!! Peachpaw's really hating this the longer it goes on. Even trudging to dry safety of the elders' den (no way he's sticking around to help anyone out; the den's just made of woven ferns and grasses and sticks, it's not like a cat's gonna get crushed to death if they're slow) doesn't lift his spirits, nor does Snowpaw's blindly bright outlook on the situation. He's cold and he's wet and he loathes this experience.
Inwardly, he's in agreement with Orangepaw. Starclan must have a pretty twisted sense of humor...or maybe they just think the apprentices need a good bath. Outwardly, though, the pale tom has nothing to say besides a few half-hearted grunts of agreement when Snowpaw lays out the list of positives. He's not happy about elder stories, but it's probably a good thing that someone is. He plonks down and starts grooming himself dry as soon as they're out of the downpour.
Now, while Peachpaw had initially resolved not to go biting Orangepaw's head off right now, the gold apprentice goes and makes an innocent comment that absolutely rubs Peachpaw the wrong way. I'm glad you're enjoying it. What's that supposed to mean? And what is with his tone?? Peachpaw's already too cranky and already views Orangepaw too unfavorably to see the humor in the remark—his irritation bubbles over in an instant. Too late to think better of it, he snaps: "Yeah, so what if she's enjoying herself? It's better than moaning about it."
Never mind how Peachpaw has also been full of complaints.
"Nobody cares about your fur, either. Let Snowpaw have fun if she wants." He grumbles, flicking his damp paws. Peachpaw's pretty upset about his own coat but he can't say anything about it now.
Snowpaw Pure white pelt; light mackerel tabby markings; Icy blue eyes
She/her || 5 moons || ThunderClan
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Snowpaw looked at them and gasped. "W-what?" she said in a very small voice. She glanced between Peachpaw and Orangepaw with wide eyes. Nobody had ever acted like this in her lifetime, and she was confused. She didn't want to be the cause of an argument. Heck, she never even been in an argument before, and she didn't know how to deal with it. All she knew was her two friends were arguing, because Orangepaw said that he's glad she was having fun? It was utterly confusing. "Why are you fighting? Why would nobody care about Orangepaw's fur? Why did you respond that way when Orangepaw said he was glad I was having fun? What happened? Did I miss something?" a flurry of questions, directed at both of them. "I want to make it better. How do I help?" An honest question, she really did want to make it better. She didn't want her two friends fighting. She just wanted to have fun with both of them.
Oh?
Peachpaw must be grumpier than him due to the rain.
That's probably why he didn't realize that he hadn't meant anything by the light jab.
But the no one cares about your fur was unnecessary.
"I didn't mean it like what you're thinking, Peachpaw. Though I get it, you're probably so grumpy from the rain, which I totally get, that it didn't cross your mind that it wasn't mean." Now that was a slight jab at Peachpaw, but he was very good at making things seem different than what he meant, so if Peachpaw got even angrier, not his problem "Plus, I care about my fur, wouldn't anyone? I prefer to look my best, not like the soggy mess that I do right now."
That last bit was a full joke toward himself.
Maybe it would make Snowpaw laugh, she seemed upset now.
Oh, look at what Peachpaw's done, he's made poor Snowpaw upset.
"No, Snowpaw, you're fine." Orangepaw continued "we're all a little bit prickly after getting our sleep interrupted, den destroyed, and now we're soaked. Anyone's bound to get upset."
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