Cougarpaw
7 Moons
He/Him
Cougarpaw paced impatiently outside the warrior’s den, his tail flicking with a mixture of boredom and frustration. He had been stuck without a mentor for what felt like ages, and his patience was wearing thin. The other apprentices were busy with their training, and he was left to wander, feeling as if ThunderClan was wasting his potential.
He had overheard Violetfreckle, the older warrior, talking about her skills with fish during the last Clan meeting. It had sparked something in him—something he could use. Fish. They weren’t as difficult to catch as the land prey, and they weren’t exactly something most of the other apprentices seemed good at either. If he could master that, it would set him apart.
Without hesitation, Cougarpaw approached the she-cat, his chest puffed out in his usual manner.b“Violetfreckle,” he meowed, his voice dripping with confidence. “I’ve decided I want to learn how to fish. Since you’re the best at it, I thought you’d be the perfect one to teach me. What do you say?” He tilted his head slightly, waiting for her response, certain she would be eager to share her knowledge with such a talented apprentice.
To prove it, Beetlekit bapped the warrior on the other shin, since she couldn't quite reach the shoulder. "Woahhh," she breathed when she found that, indeed, DaylightWing was alive.
She squinted at the missing leg, then looked at her own limbs. Could she imagine the same happening to her? Maybe it would feel a bit worse than a nibble. A bite, perhaps. Bites do eat cats, after all. Or, parts of one. She had to be careful, then, when she bit cats. She didn't want to eat them.
"What else happ'nd?" Awe gone, Beetlekit was eager again. "Did you eat them back?"
DaylightWing
DaylightKit, DaylightPaw
15 Moons | She/Her | Bisexual
ThunderClan Warrior
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DaylightWing smiles. "Mhm! I'm living and breathing, just like you. She purrs softly, her tail swishing along the ground. "Mhm. I ate them back. They didn't taste good, tasted like crow-food."
Her left ear flicks. "Oh- What's your name? I'm DaylightWing."
ALPINEPELT
-Trans (M to F)
-Grey and White
-Not the most social
AlpinePelt gazed across the clearing, cats chatting.. kits playing.. a cat slowly approaching her.. WHAT!? AlpinePelt jumped back as the cat stopped next to them, "Uhm.. Excuse me? Can I help you??" She snarled, the cat had kind eyes and a friendly demeanor but AlpinePelt liked her personal space.. and it is a clan camp so this is normal.. She wanted to talk to someone so badly but couldn't find the courage to do so, "better act now or else you'd look like an idiot!" AlpinePelt meowed in her head, "ohh boy.." She said anxiously
{OPEN}
Forestivy
ThunderClan Warrior
Female (She/Her)
Forestivy backpedaled at the warrior's harsh reaction to her approach, her black-tipped ears flattening back against her head as she instinctively began glancing around for exits. She had just wanted to share tongues, but perhaps this cat didn't want to be disturbed at the moment. Unfortunately, the busyness of the clearing obstructed any quick egress from the awkward situation. So, with half of her fight-or-flight response effectively negated, there was only one other reaction her brain could come up with.
It was a decidedly unimpressive demonstration of her mental capacity.
"Oh! Um…not exactly?" Realizing the awkwardness of her sort of-answer, she ungracefully rushed to add, "That is, I just wanted to talk, but if you don't want to right now that's completely okay…" Forestivy slowly trailed off into unintelligible mumbling realizing she had almost certainly botched the whole thing. Wow, Forestivy. What a great way to introduce yourself. Very smooth, bees-for-brains.
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Forestivy backpedaled at the warrior's harsh reaction to her approach, her black-tipped ears flattening back against her head as she instinctively began glancing around for exits. She had just wanted to share tongues, but perhaps this cat didn't want to be disturbed at the moment. Unfortunately, the busyness of the clearing obstructed any quick egress from the awkward situation. So, with half of her fight-or-flight response effectively negated, there was only one other reaction her brain could come up with.
It was a decidedly unimpressive demonstration of her mental capacity.
"Oh! Um…not exactly?" Realizing the awkwardness of her sort of-answer, she ungracefully rushed to add, "That is, I just wanted to talk, but if you don't want to right now that's completely okay…" Forestivy slowly trailed off into unintelligible mumbling realizing she had almost certainly botched the whole thing. Wow, Forestivy. What a great way to introduce yourself. Very smooth, bees-for-brains.
"Talk about what, exactly.." She eyed Forestivy, slowly returning to her original spot.
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Hello, I'm TheGreenestBean but you can just call me bean
my interests are:
•The Stanley Parable
•Warrior cats (of course)
•Cookie Run Kingdom
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