ShadowClan Leader's Den

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MINTPAW
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l apprentice l she/her l 6 moons l

@Undertaker

Mintpaw sprinted into the leader’s den and began bouncing up and down in front of Dawnstar. ”DAWNSTAR DAWNSTAR DAWNSTAR I’M AN APPRENTICE! I’M AN APPRENTICE! thanks for appointing me Hemlockleaf he’s awesome thanks by the way did you like your apprenticeship how long ago was that how old are you by the way I’m six moons duh ahahahahahah I heard you do apprentice training too I wanna learn with you can we can we can we can we?”

[alec]

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ]
- cw minor potentially gross descriptions? -

rookfire had brough space between himself and the kit as soon as he put it down in camp, briefly considering stepping ahead and following mistlewhisker at a brisk pace but instead chose to force the kit to walk by hovering behind it. lingering discomfort, he had never really been one for kits...and dont get him started on pregnancy. a shiver ran down his spine at the thought and the dark tom gave a slight shake to ease the ruffled fur.
entering dawnstars den brought memories of his very own first time in shadowclan camp though he quickly moved onto listening to mistlewhisker instead of lingering on useless memories. "mmh, they were still warm when we got there, malnourished, we missed them by only a few moments." the enforcer added upon meeting mistlewhiskers gaze on accident whilst she was looking at him. he had taken that as a invitation to talk, and he sure hoped that was the intend, or perhaps she just wanted to see if he was actually there.
the good thing about not carrying the kit anymore was not having to feel and taste their pelt on his tongue, dirty and reeking of outsider, the bad thing was that the kit now had free will to do what it pleased. somehow not having shrivelled up at the sight of dawnstar alone (though he had to admit mistlewhisker wasnt that much smaller than their leader anyway), it had apperantly chosen to both disrupt their conversation and cross basic boundaries.
ignoring the talking was easy enough but when attention briefly slipped from listening back and trying to keep the kit in the corner of his vision and listening, to focussing fully on dawnstar, he flinched at the touch inflicted upon his flank by the unfamiliar kit. remaining intact ear and whatever was left of the other one twitched back in discomfort, stepping a bit further away from the kit and shifting his tail to the side to form a barrier between them. the feeling that remained was alike the one he imagined a lingering soul would feel, maggots burying in hollow flesh and squirming around. not many cats sought unnecessary contact like this and even less rookfire could endure without wanting to peel his skin off. striped tail between them, it wasnt much, but stars even a outsider kit could have that much understanding of social clues to get he was not liking their behaviour. on the outside it probably didnt look like much, he had pointedly kept his head turned towards, and eyes trained on dawnstar and mistlewhisker, flinched and shifted only a bit, tail coming to rest as if simply seeking a different position.

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[ hope this makes sense its too late for me to think this much ]