Re: { RC SOCIAL EVENT } Woah! What to do with all this SNOW?!
ʚ Finchpaw ɞ
A snow day? Finchpaw poked his ginger head out of the apprentice’s den, curious. All around, cats were playing in the snow, and it looked like more were joining. Finchpaw hated snow. It was wet and cold and useless. But every cat around him seemed to be having fun. Maybe he could excuse the snow, just this once, as long as it only touched his paws.
Finchpaw took a few tentative steps forward, wincing at the cold, when a she-cat popped up next to him! Finchpaw jumped with a startled “Hey!” and landed in a deep pocket of snow, darting out nearly as quickly as he had fallen in. Great, now he was covered in the stuff! He shot the she-cat a mean look while shaking out his pelt.
The apprentice had truly struggled out of
the snow, looking down with embarrassment until
her blue eyes seemed to widen as
a unsuspecting apprentice suddenly sunk a
few fox-lengths from her. Fawnpaw was too
startled, but probably not too startled to
actually jump away. Yep. Fawnpaw wanted to
hide in a pit for the rest of her days
and never come out. ”S-Sorry.” she managed
through gritted teeth and intense shivering, their
frosty eyes lowering in shame.
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Social events are fun sometimes, but they can get boring pretty quickly. Hah, right, as if he'll let himself get bored. No he doesn't have anyone. Not yet at least. But Driftingsky was here to have fun. Snowcats can be either a good company or a bad one, since they never talk back. Whenever he gets bored of them he just walks away and let them sit there in silence. (Pur-sonally, he enjoyed comapny that he can actually talk to) As a cat who was born in leafbare, he never had a moment to truly enjoy it when he was younger since he was busy shiverin' all day. "Hey! Anyone wanna make snowcats with me?" he called out, looking for cats that are eager enough; He's definitely not looking for anyone slow or sluggish.
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Hollylynx
RiverClan Warrior | She / Her | 18 Moons
Don’t Mind if I Do! | Dreamwalker
Hollylynx emerged from the warriors’ den at Primroseadder’s call, her ice-blue eyes flicking over to the younger warrior for a moment. As much as the marbled chocolate-and-cream Bengal hated to admit it, Primroseadder was right. RiverClan was…distant, to say the least.
Her ears perked up at the sound of another Clanmate’s voice, and Hollylynx whipped around to face Driftingsky. The warrior’s ear twitched, the holly leaves beside it fluttering gently at the soft movement of her ear.
Lips turning upwards in the slightest smile, Hollylynx found herself padding over to Driftingsky. “I’ll join you,” She meowed quietly, sitting back on her haunches. Her tail curled as she looked at her Clanmate, her head tipped to the side ever so slightly.
The apprentice had truly struggled out of
the snow, looking down with embarrassment until
her blue eyes seemed to widen as
a unsuspecting apprentice suddenly sunk a
few fox-lengths from her. Fawnpaw was too
startled, but probably not too startled to
actually jump away. Yep. Fawnpaw wanted to
hide in a pit for the rest of her days
and never come out. ”S-Sorry.” she managed
through gritted teeth and intense shivering, their
frosty eyes lowering in shame.
ʚ Finchpaw ɞ
Finchpaw eyed the trembling apprentice with contempt until he noticed—oh, she was embarrassed. He softened his gaze. Maybe it wasn’t really her fault he’d ended up covered in snow. Now that he thought about it, and noticed the bits of snow whizzing across the camp, it was bound to happen anyway. Plus, today was supposed to be fun, and he might’ve ruined it for her. He stepped closer, ducking his head. “No, it’s okay,” Finchpaw mewed. “It’s alright, I guess. It was gonna happen either way.” Now that Finchpaw was closer, he could see that she was shivering pretty hard. Was that normal? “Uh, are you alright? Do you need to go inside or something?”
Driftingsky grinned; he had an eager candidate! And he didn't need to wait too long "Good, now time to get some snow" oh, the least fun part. Shapping the actual snowcat would definitely be more enjoyable to him. But a cat was a dead one if it was just a decapitated head on the ground. Or...vice versa? Hawkstar sure doesn't have a head! And the guy ain't alive at all. At least that's what legends says. (He never thought much about it, actually). But no more of those, it's time to role up some snow into some kind of suitable blob (he promises it'll look good at some point, they just had to trust the process). Maybe he could use pebbles for the eyes when they were done. But they're all buried in snow by now so if he wanted any he might have to go diggin'.
"Got any idea how big ya' wanna make it?" that..question he expected to not get much out of but he's absolutely down to make a giant snowcat if Hollylynx was up for if. There has to be at least one time of his life where he gets to make a giant frozen cat; he wasn't sure why or what point it might prove other than hey-look-at-this-it's-cool but the idea sounded entertaining.
Re: { RC SOCIAL EVENT } Woah! What to do with all this SNOW?!
Hollylynx
RiverClan Warrior | She / Her | 18 Moons
Don’t Mind if I Do! | Dreamwalker
Hollylynx blinked at Driftingsky before her gaze shifted to her cream forepaws, in which they were packing together some snow for their sculpture. Standing on all fours, the warrior gently took the packed snow on a forepaw and placed it onto the snowcat’s body, doing her best to bring out a sort-of feline shape.
She took a step back, gaze meeting the tom’s. “…you choose,” were the two words Hollylynx responded with, brief and simple. The warrior didn’t tend to speak much, if at all. She sat back on her quarters and lifted a hind leg to scratch behind her ear before wrapping her feathery tail around her paws.
huh? floodpaw blinked his one blue eye in confusion as Primroseadder spoke. Socializing? That was something the small tabby never really liked to do. Floodpaw watched as some cats began to gather around and 'socialize', however the scarred apprentice decided to just hang back. Maybe if honey joined, he would hop in to spend time with his friend, or if a cat forced him (stars he hoped nobody tried to force them to hang out) but that was about it.
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The shecat ducked her head quietly. They
stayed weirdly quiet for a moment before
opening their maw to speak. ”I am.. fine.” It was weirdly formal,
but Fawnpaw didn’t care. Atleast she actually
said it without any stutters or problems.
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