Songs Of The Starlings [P]

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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Little Bird ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
《☆| Starlingpaw |☆》
☽ A brown broken tabby tom with shocking blue eyes ☾
☆He/Him • Windclan Apprentice ☆
``I Guess I'll Sleep When I'm Dead!``
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Starlingpaw padded back from the territory, his tired, shocking sapphire blues like the raging sea. He felt dazed. But he couldn't stop. He would refuse too. He had to work harder, had to do better, to be the best.

The apprentice padded on, grasping a mouse and padding on trotting and tail flicking as he sat down near the apprentice den

@Luna16

[Luna16]

Songpaw sat near the apprentice’s den, sharing tongues with her mother. She hadn’t felt like they got nearly enough one-on-one time lately, not since her and Lightnight became an official thing…but she was starting to get used to it. Firepaw and Fernpaw were right, he made her happy. Happier than she’d been in a long time. And ultimately, that was what mattered. Her ears swiveled as they were wrapping up their time together, and her attention was drawn to…some bedraggled thing that crawled it way back into camp. Songpaw touched noses with her mother Heathernose in farewell before turning. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t tempted to simply walk past him. She doubted he’d even notice her. But the more she glanced at him, saw the expression in his eyes, she knew she couldn’t ignore him…

With a sigh, Songpaw turned and quickly grabbed a small mouse of her own from the prey pile before returning to the apprentice’s den. The pale yellow she-cat padded up to…she assumed he was a denmate, head-on. Not wanting to startle him. Songpaw sat across from the young tom, setting her own mouse down and blinking at the tabby tom, a small smile on her face. Timid despite the fact that she had approached him. “Taking a break? Mind if I join you?” She mewed, though a certain tone in her voice made it…less of a question. She bent forward to take a small bite from her prey. Judging from this cat’s appearance, if she went through the meal too quickly he’d be right back on his paws again in no time. And then he’d probably end up literally dragging himself home… Thank the stars Fernpaw had Firepaw to keep after him. And Hawkpaw had Jasminepaw.

She knew those two wouldn’t let her brothers run themselves ragged. This tom clearly didn’t have anycat like that in his life. “I’m Songpaw.” She mewed, managing to keep the stutter from her voice though her timidity was still palpable. That probably looked strange. A timid cat approaching a more…unsettling looking cat. But her desire to help was stronger than her shyness, and thanks her brothers she knew the direct approach of “you look like you need a break” was not going to work. She didn’t want her denmates pushing themselves to early graves after all! And Rabbitkit certainly wouldn’t have stood for it either. So…since Rabbitkit was gone, it was up to her to do her best. For her clan’s sake if nothing else, but truly she just cared about everycat to much. Now her green gaze was fixed on the tom, waiting patiently to hear his name.

@moxie_the_slime - Starlingpaw - I am already highly amused LOL.

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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Little Bird ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
《☆| Starlingpaw |☆》
☽ A brown broken tabby tom with shocking blue eyes ☾
☆He/Him • Windclan Apprentice ☆
``I Guess I'll Sleep When I'm Dead!``
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Starling did NOT like cats. no, even worse- he despised talking. He hated conversation, it was a waste of time to him. He could be training, or hunting. Maybe running himself ragged- but that didn't matter. He was tired, his paws were cracked and muscles sore. Then just when he was about to get up- she padded over.

He wasn't exactly surprised, he had noticed her shooting glances towards him, curiosity perked in her rather soft emerald eyes.

What?

Starlibgpaw was about to open his jaw to deny her joining, but his denmate seemed to not be asking, more like telling him to sit there and take a break. The large tabby tom sighed, nodding as he wrapped his tail around his paws, muscular frame condensed, like a lion, entranced by its prey.

"Starlingpaw-" His voice was shockingly deep, like as he grew his voice jumped down into a gorge. It was roughed and ragged, somewhat hoarse and gravelly. It matched him perfectly. His shocking blue eyes seemed to stare back at her, spearing through her soul.

@Luna16 ; LMAO same

[Luna16]

Starlingpaw huh? Perhaps Lionpaw would be more fitting… The way he was eyeing her right now reminded her of how a predator might eye their competition. But Songpaw wasn’t phased, to her it looked more like a kit who had been cornered while throwing a tantrum, hissing and spitting defiantly. It was rather amusing actually, she almost let out a giggle but instead just smiled warmly. The amusement in her eyes. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She purred with a nod, though she assumed the feeling was not mutual.

Songpaw bent forward to take another bite, chewing and swallowing carefully. Mindful of her pace. “Aren’t you going to eat?” She asked curiously, nodding her head towards the prey he had sitting at his paws. Untouched. “Surely, y-you must be hungry. After training.” She mewed, a timid but warm smile on her maw. This being assertive thing was something she had grown accustomed to thanks to her brothers, but it still hard for the normally timid feline to practice this skill.

@moxie_the_slime - Starlingpaw

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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Little Bird ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
《☆| Starlingpaw |☆》
☽ A brown broken tabby tom with shocking blue eyes ☾
☆He/Him • Windclan Apprentice ☆
``I Guess I'll Sleep When I'm Dead!``
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"Not really-" He murmured, looking down at the dead prey, poking it with a paw. "I mostly just got it sp my mother didnt force prey down my throat." He chuckled to himself, but he sighed and took a bite, uncertainly.

@Luna16

[Luna16]

Oh good. His face looked like she had to pull each claw out one-by-one, but he was eating. "W-Well...its important to keep up your strength while training." She pointed out in a soft voice. She continued her own meal, trying to remain mindful not to eat too quickly. He could probably use a bath too...but I doubt I could get that to happen. She managed to get him to rest and eat, which it didn't look like he'd done in a while...so there was that. No denmate of her's was going to drive themselves to collapsing from exhaustion on her watch!

@moxie_the_slime - Starlingpaw