One, two, three... Torti? No. No, not bug. Four, five, six. A flash of green. No. No, no, no. Not bug. Her paws found herself at the entrance of the warriors den, expression steely as she peered into darkness. She had a lot on her mind. But she could trust bug. Rookfire was a can of centipedes, crawly and unpredictable. She was happy. But she was confused. And ashamed. What kind of sister was she if she didn't recognize her brother the moment she saw him?
"Bug," Mudslide began hoarsely, nosing around the area for their scent and pelt. With a smaller frame but a striking pelt, he was both unnoticeable yet easy to find. Eventually, what could've counted as hours to Mudslide, Roachflare was found. Likely in a corner, but she wasn't exactly paying attention to settings.
She licked the tip of their ears in greeting, something in her gaze melting away to reveal a vulnerable side. She craned her neck and picked the brown-tailed moth out of her fur. She set it gently at their paws and flicked an ear. Gift. "Moth." She began, coiling her tail around herself, voice feather light. She really didn't want anycat to hear besides Roachflare. It was her business, not theirs. Mudslide paused before speaking again. "Found Squeaks..."
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@alec // Roachflare
(Boo! If you're confused about what's happening timeline wise, this takes place after the rook/mud dream :3 figured it would be a good excuse or uhhh something)
roachflare lay curled up in their nest, it was still early, the sun barely reaching across the horizon and drenching the tips of the trees in a golden glow. when mudslide came looking for them, they lifted their head briefly without opening their eyes, grumbling something nonesensical and shifting to give mudslide space to join him in his nest. the situation was common enough that bug didnt immediately wake, only when she didnt immediately join bug and go back to sleep did he open his eyes.
"muds?" they blinked, slight concern audible in their voice, only worsened by what he could make out in her eyes. not quite viable to described in detail but enough to swipe the sleepiness off its feet. they shifted, sitting up to give mudslide their full attention. despite the way they had tensed at mudslides odd behaviour, mismatched eyes lit up at the gift and they picked it up to observe the small animal in awe immediately. only to then nearly drop the moth at mudslides next words.
if they werent awake before, they certainly were now. maw hanging open, he craned his neck to look behind mudslide, half expecting his friends sister to be right there. "where?" was all they managed, even while other questions rushed in their mind. was squeaks like mudslide remembered? would they like him? mudslide didnt sound like squeaks was dead, she just sounded concerned or maybe weighed down by the discovery. what if squeaks was bad? maybe a part of some other clan or one of the outsiders that had been picking fights at the border.
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roachflare lay curled up in their nest, it was still early, the sun barely reaching across the horizon and drenching the tips of the trees in a golden glow. when mudslide came looking for them, they lifted their head briefly without opening their eyes, grumbling something nonesensical and shifting to give mudslide space to join him in his nest. the situation was common enough that bug didnt immediately wake, only when she didnt immediately join bug and go back to sleep did he open his eyes.
"muds?" they blinked, slight concern audible in their voice, only worsened by what he could make out in her eyes. not quite viable to described in detail but enough to swipe the sleepiness off its feet. they shifted, sitting up to give mudslide their full attention. despite the way they had tensed at mudslides odd behaviour, mismatched eyes lit up at the gift and they picked it up to observe the small animal in awe immediately. only to then nearly drop the moth at mudslides next words.
if they werent awake before, they certainly were now. maw hanging open, he craned his neck to look behind mudslide, half expecting his friends sister to be right there. "where?" was all they managed, even while other questions rushed in their mind. was squeaks like mudslide remembered? would they like him? mudslide didnt sound like squeaks was dead, she just sounded concerned or maybe weighed down by the discovery. what if squeaks was bad? maybe a part of some other clan or one of the outsiders that had been picking fights at the border.
[ @/marigoldwhisper ]
Mudslide
She, Her\Warrior\25 moons\Shadowclan
"Is the daily grind meant to dull the mind? I sense a window somewhere closing..."
The oriental clenched her jaw, eyes darting away from their bi-colored gaze as if she were worried somecat would sneak up on her. She wouldn't tell another soul, but she'd tell bug, because she trusted bug. It physically hurt to say words to anycat else, trying to speak through that lump in her chest when she was forced to, too scared to make noise in fear of something that was bigger than her.
Multicoloured paws shifted and her stance swayed as she sat. Maybe the movement wasn't visible beneath her striped tail, hopefully nocat else waltzed up to play hero or something. She knew squeaks, and she knew Rookfire, but not as well. She'd like to think they were the same cat, but she hadn't spoken to him since that dream. She was terrified. She thought it'd would've been easier once she found him, that everything would just click, that'd she'd know when it was him.
But she didn't.
Maybe she'd built something up so high it was only going to falter eventually. There was a chance Rookfire didn't even want cats to know they were related, just another disappointment, some form of shame that only Mudslide could bring or carry.
Claws pressed into the floor as her eyes followed every dart of Roachflare's iris. "Rookfire." She nearly mouthed it, leaning in to further shield her hollow words. "I'm... Happy. But..." Her words cut off abruptly. "Confused."
⸝⸝⸝ 彡 ☽ nine moons ✮ he . him ✮ shadowclan apprentice ☾ 彡 ⸝⸝⸝
huge chocolate brown tom with darker brown markings that go down his back and limbs; lighter brown underbelly and chest. has a striped tail and small, tufted ears with round, blazing golden eyes. has thick fluffy fur and a raccoon-like striped tail. he has a single tooth that overlaps his bottom lip and is commonly covered in mud. he is missing half of his right ear; smells like dirt & wood. struggles with a stutter & motor tics (involuntary movement). ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Houndpaw walked straight into the warrior's den, golden irises dancing around. Nine moons had come and pass and he was still stuck as a 'paw! If his Mama got her full name when she was his age, he had NO excuse. Slytiger and Bleedingpaw had shown him a bit about shadows and stealth but alas, the apprentice sought improvement.
Hmm. He looked for his victim before settling on ,, Mosstangle. One of the new Enforcers. He better see what they were worth. "EXCUSE ME!!!" He barked out, fluffy tail swishing back and forth. "I want-t t-to pract-tice stealth. Help me. P-please and thanks. " He mewed, awaiting a response.
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