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Clovepool's dark copper eyes narrowed into judgmental slits, yet she held her tongue and kept her blank expression from a distance as her daughter spoke. Clovepool's fluffly brindled chest hair rose and fell with every breath she took, her entire frame enveloped in her dark plumage of luxurious fur. Even though she merely stood, her presence alone proved intimidating. Although she wasn't a big cat physically, it was her stature, the way she carried herself like a looming apex predator.
Once Shadepaw was finished speaking, her bobbed tail flicked impatiently, a subtle warning of her displeasure before she began stepping closer to Shadepaw. Tsk, typical. Excuses excuses, no matter how valid they were, were still excuses. Without warning, Clovepool stalked forward confidently towards her daughter and stopped a mere inch away from where she was sitting. "You’ve been assigned to a tour of the territory instead of proper training. How... typical." She purred, a tinge of disappointment seeping into her melodic voice.
She stared quietly at her daughter with daunting orbs. And for a few beats, she said nothing. Craning her neck down slightly to be at eye level with Shadepaw, Clovepool said not a word for a solid few seconds and maintained a blank, emotionless stare. There was a palpable tension in the air; Clovepool was unpredictable. There was no telling what she would do and how far she would take it, at any given moment. Then, in the blink of an eye, she gave Shadepaw one long, rough lick on the top of her head before turning her frame around to leave, pausing briefly to turn her head back to her daughter, "The other apprentices may seem like distractions now, but they are part of your path to becoming a true warrior. If you think you can merely leap into training without understanding your peers and their weaknesses, you are sorely mistaken." She meowed matter-of-factly, her eyes narrowing as she flashed Shadepaw a parting sinister smile before padding off into the distance and setting her sights and warpath on Silentpaw.
Shadepaw Pure black pelt; dark mackerel markings; amber eyes
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Shadepaw was tense, very, very tense. Clovepool was disappointed. Just how she thought she would be. Resentment flared in her chest. Why couldn't she just be proud of Shadepaw instead of disappointed? No. She tamped down the thought. That was never going to happen. It was ridiculous thinking. She needed to earn Clovepool's love. That was all. She knew this. She also knew that a tour was strategically the best thing to do first, before learning anything else. Clovepool didn't think this was so. Maybe Clovepool was wrong. Nevertheless, she knew she had to train hard. She had to do better. I'll ask Shrewstep for more training right away, she decided. Her expression was carefully blank, her feelings shut down as Clovepool was around her. She dug in her claws again when her mother came closer. She tensed even more, but didn't move. Not. An. Inch. She remained fixed, motionless, as her mother gave her a lick and began talking. Clovepool was right. The other apprentices did seem like distractions. But she already knew all that about weaknesses and understanding. She wasn't dumb. She just... It didn't matter. Nothing did. Nothing except Clovepool and her expectations. She didn't move, either, when Clovepool stalked off. Her paws seemed glued to the ground.
She gazed at Silentpaw. She wasn't particularly close to him, exactly, but right now she needed escape. She knew that he would understand better than anyone what she was going through. Going to him would be a distraction. Shen needed a distraction right now. She didn't care that he was talking to another apprentice. Besides... Clovepool had told her to get to know the other apprentices better. This was a chance.
Shadepaw unsheathed her claws, untensed her muscles. Slowly and deliberately she rose from her sitting position. She made her way to the two apprentices, murmuring a subdued "Hello." No emotion showed from her earlier interaction. But inside was a roil of thoughts and feelings she didn't understand. She needed her brother right now. Shadepaw pressed her face briefly, quickly, so quickly that she hoped Clovepool wouldn't notice, against Silentpaw's fur, then turned to the new apprentice. She internally shook her head, clearing it. She didn't recognize the apprentice. She felt curiosity now, sharp and clear, helping her feel more grounded in the moment. Curiosity she could manage. She liked figuring out things, using her head to solve problems. "Who are you?" she asked. Not unfriendly or hostile, but not particularly warm either.
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Shadepaw was tense, very, very tense. Clovepool was disappointed. Just how she thought she would be. Resentment flared in her chest. Why couldn't she just be proud of Shadepaw instead of disappointed? No. She tamped down the thought. That was never going to happen. It was ridiculous thinking. She needed to earn Clovepool's love. That was all. She knew this. She also knew that a tour was strategically the best thing to do first, before learning anything else. Clovepool didn't think this was so. Maybe Clovepool was wrong. Nevertheless, she knew she had to train hard. She had to do better. I'll ask Shrewstep for more training right away, she decided. Her expression was carefully blank, her feelings shut down as Clovepool was around her. She dug in her claws again when her mother came closer. She tensed even more, but didn't move. Not. An. Inch. She remained fixed, motionless, as her mother gave her a lick and began talking. Clovepool was right. The other apprentices did seem like distractions. But she already knew all that about weaknesses and understanding. She wasn't dumb. She just... It didn't matter. Nothing did. Nothing except Clovepool and her expectations. She didn't move, either, when Clovepool stalked off. Her paws seemed glued to the ground.
She gazed at Silentpaw. She wasn't particularly close to him, exactly, but right now she needed escape. She knew that he would understand better than anyone what she was going through. Going to him would be a distraction. Shen needed a distraction right now. She didn't care that he was talking to another apprentice. Besides... Clovepool had told her to get to know the other apprentices better. This was a chance.
Shadepaw unsheathed her claws, untensed her muscles. Slowly and deliberately she rose from her sitting position. She made her way to the two apprentices, murmuring a subdued "Hello." No emotion showed from her earlier interaction. But inside was a roil of thoughts and feelings she didn't understand. She needed her brother right now. Shadepaw pressed her face briefly, quickly, so quickly that she hoped Clovepool wouldn't notice, against Silentpaw's fur, then turned to the new apprentice. She internally shook her head, clearing it. She didn't recognize the apprentice. She felt curiosity now, sharp and clear, helping her feel more grounded in the moment. Curiosity she could manage. She liked figuring out things, using her head to solve problems. "Who are you?" she asked. Not unfriendly or hostile, but not particularly warm either.
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Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 7 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
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. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
His gaze was back on Shadepaw and Clovepool. Well, just Shadepaw now, given that Clovepool was no longer with her. Actually, Shadepaw was now walking towards him. Great. Silentpaw stiffened, instinctively straightening up, matching the flame-coloured apprentice beside him. What could she possibly want?
As Shadepaw approached, he gave her nothing but a quick glance. He hoped Firepaw, outgoing as she was, would keep her distracted.
Clovepool seemed displeased earlier. And Shadepaw looks somewhat tense. What if she was here to complain and complain?
No, that wasn't right. That wasn't like Shadepaw.
He let himself relax as Shadepaw came over, saying only a mere greeting.
However the tension that spread through his body only returned heartbeats later when Shadepaw briefly pressed her face to his fur.
What was this?
Silentpaw thought he felt... Nervous, for the first time in such a long time.
Why was she doing this? What was the point?
Was she pitying him?
He didn't need pity, he needed acceptance from his mother!
He wanted to snap at her, to hiss at her.
But he just couldn't bring himself to do so.
He didn't hear Shadepaw's next question.
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. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
His gaze was back on Shadepaw and Clovepool. Well, just Shadepaw now, given that Clovepool was no longer with her. Actually, Shadepaw was now walking towards him. Great. Silentpaw stiffened, instinctively straightening up, matching the flame-coloured apprentice beside him. What could she possibly want?
As Shadepaw approached, he gave her nothing but a quick glance. He hoped Firepaw, outgoing as she was, would keep her distracted.
Clovepool seemed displeased earlier. And Shadepaw looks somewhat tense. What if she was here to complain and complain?
No, that wasn't right. That wasn't like Shadepaw.
He let himself relax as Shadepaw came over, saying only a mere greeting.
However the tension that spread through his body only returned heartbeats later when Shadepaw briefly pressed her face to his fur.
What was this?
Silentpaw thought he felt... Nervous, for the first time in such a long time.
Why was she doing this? What was the point?
Was she pitying him?
He didn't need pity, he needed acceptance from his mother!
He wanted to snap at her, to hiss at her.
But he just couldn't bring himself to do so.
He didn't hear Shadepaw's next question.
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Clovepool's formidable paws seemed to punish the earth as they stepped heavily over the ground beneath her, heading through the clearing and towards Silentpaw only to veer away from them as soon as she noticed Shadepaw approaching Silentpaw and an unfamiliar apprentice. Splitting towards the ravines and into the thicket of the outer edge of the camp, she briskly made her way into the shadows to disappear, yet observe from afar. Somehow, even when she wasn't in view, it was as if her eyes and ears were everywhere.
It appeared as though she was about to approach her son, but her fake out and leaving was all strategic. She knew how malleable her kids were, even the slightest look of disapproval and it would shake them to their core. Clovepool preferred to keep it that way, always keeping a watchful eye and calculating where and when to weave her manipulative webs. Her beeline to Silentpaw then sudden change of direction was all part of her intimidation game, and she intended to win.
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. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
His gaze was back on Shadepaw and Clovepool. Well, just Shadepaw now, given that Clovepool was no longer with her. Actually, Shadepaw was now walking towards him. Great. Silentpaw stiffened, instinctively straightening up, matching the flame-coloured apprentice beside him. What could she possibly want?
As Shadepaw approached, he gave her nothing but a quick glance. He hoped Firepaw, outgoing as she was, would keep her distracted.
Clovepool seemed displeased earlier. And Shadepaw looks somewhat tense. What if she was here to complain and complain?
No, that wasn't right. That wasn't like Shadepaw.
He let himself relax as Shadepaw came over, saying only a mere greeting.
However the tension that spread through his body only returned heartbeats later when Shadepaw briefly pressed her face to his fur.
What was this?
Silentpaw thought he felt... Nervous, for the first time in such a long time.
Why was she doing this? What was the point?
Was she pitying him?
He didn't need pity, he needed acceptance from his mother!
He wanted to snap at her, to hiss at her.
But he just couldn't bring himself to do so.
He didn't hear Shadepaw's next question.
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Firepaw shifted her gaze towards the approaching black-furred apprentice, sighing in relief that, for whatever reason, the arrival of the young she-cat had kept the massive warrior from making her way towards them. Firepaw was about to mew a greeting to respond to Shadepaws own, but the apprentice almost inmediatly pressed her head into Silentpaws fur. Firepaw turned to them, a little confused by the apparent warmth of the apprentice's gesture acompanied by the cats blank expresion. Maybe the two were siblings? They looked nothing alike, but that was the only explanation she could find for the apprentice's behaviour.
When she had approached, Firepaw had noticed a slight heavynes in Shadepaws steps. Whatever happened with the fluffy warrior, she guessed that it wasnt all that pleasant. It was either that or the two siblings shared their introvertedness, or both, provably both. She felt intrigued by the little mystery she had stumbled upon, and felt really thempted to ask the aproaching apprentice what had happened, but guessed it provably wasnt a good idea. Both becouse Shadepaw provably wouldnt want to talk about it and becouse she felt as if merely mentioning the dark fluffy warrior would bring her back from the thicket into which she had vanished into.
Firepaw stayed silent while Shadepaw pressed her head in Silentpaws fur, which didnt last long, the apprentice soon pulled away from her sibling, but it still led to a brief moment of silence. As soon as Shadepaw turned towards her though, Firepaw regained her smile and spoke up "The name's Firepaw, nice to meet you!" Firepaw briefly glanced at Silentpaw, waiting to see if he would return his sister's greeting, but the tortoishell apprentice looked stiff, almost surprised, as if a stranger was the one who had dug their head into his fur. Firepaw gave him a brief smile before turning back to Shadepaw. "Whats your name?" She asked, adjusting her previous almost overly formal posture to a more confortable sit.
Well hmm my fave color is green.. *she blushes* like your eyes
Runningstorm blushed, turning his head away from her. He then looked back at her and said. "You're quite beautiful yourself Pineberry, your name sure does suit you." he purred. "My favorite color is blue, like the sky."
Was this a bad idea? Yes. Was she going to regret doing this when she went blind? Yes. Was she going to do it? Also yes.
Doeflame scanned the clearing for one of her siblings, but she couldn't see them. So she walked up to the nearest cat, hoping they were the less sensible sort who didn't mind damaging their eyes. "Hey. Wanna have a sun staring competition with me? Loser has to hunt two pieces of prey for the winner." That seemed like a good consequence; great if she won but not so bad if she lost. Way better than cleaning dens like Tuftedtusk had told her he was going to make her do. Not that she would lose, anyway.
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"Bonding", what a pathetic excuse and a futile one at that. Whatever Quillpaw called it, Quietpaw was not interested in such a thing if it involved him harassing her and being a fool. Just because he may be her littermate didn't mean he got special pivledges or was spared from her coldness. And she'd make sure he knew he had to walk on eggshells around her.
"Mmm, well take your 'bonding' somewhere else. Mabye one of our other siblings would enjoy your attempts for company in this bitter world" A sarcastic edge to her already sharp words was added to her tone. Turning her focus elsewhere and inspecting her sharpened claws. She didn't know how many of her littermates were still standing to be honest, they died and disappeared ever so quick, yet surely there was someone else other than her who could take Quillpaw yapping.
Runningstorm blushed, turning his head away from her. He then looked back at her and said. "You're quite beautiful yourself Pineberry, your name sure does suit you." he purred. "My favorite color is blue, like the sky."
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