Winterpaw
(Image by Pangoligon)
Winterpaw existed. Lonely.
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Marigoldleap saw the patrol leader and then heard her remarks. No one should be talked to that way. If she was in a bad mood she didn't need to take it on poor Amberpaw. "She was here before anyone else was so I don't know who you're yelling at.", she growled. The molly turned around and looked at the apprentice. "feel free to stick next to me if you want.", she told Amberpaw. One last angry look at the other warrior she made her way out the makeshift camp.
AntlerBlizzard
This cat had some guts but whatever. AntlerBlizzard followed the cats out and slipped infront of them. She was the patrol leader after all.
"Ok! Let's get started!"
[Could one of you please remind me what the patrol is for? I have the memory of a rock Also I just wanted to say that AntlerBlizzard's thoughts don't reflect my own! You two are wonderful!]
[ @Sklee - AmberPaw ]
She laid onto her side as she passed the moss back, while she yawned.
Sparrowkit passed the moss back to Moonkit, barely noticing when Moonkit yawned.
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Sparrowkit meowed hewe haw o(there has to) be, trying to figure out what else they could do. @FruitBat
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The golden apprentice twitched his ear, for a moment having thought he heard an all too familiar, and annoying, voice. He forced a single eye back open, and low and behold, there was Minkkit loafing right beside him. Great, just the cat he wanted to see. He grimaced as she poked him with her paw and asked if he was sleeping. His limbs were still sore from overuse and her prodding reminded his muscles of that fact.
"Not anymore," he groaned. If he weren't so tired he might have growled at her, but instead all that came out was a quiet grumble. Lionpaw rolled over on his side before she could poke his face, now having his back face the runty kitten.
What was she even doing here? He hadn't seen her since that one meeting, the one where he basically told her to drown herself in the river. A slight feeling of guilt washed over him. Had she actually done just that? He knew there was something wrong with her but he never thought she'd be dumb enough to actually listen to him. Well, he'd only meant it as sarcasm, so if she did get hurt then that was on her!
Lionpaw rolled his head, craning to look back up at Minkkit. She didn't look any different from usual, except for... he looked a bit closer, squinting his eyes as he studied her face. Why were her eyes red like that? Had she been crying? He didn't take Minkkit for a crier, it just didn't seem like something she'd do. Hell, he didn't think she could even get sad enough to cry! She was always giggling creepily about one thing or another.
"What's wrong with your face? Were you crying or something?" It's not like he cared if she was, he was just curious. Plus, it might reveal something embarrassing he could use to tease her with later. Yeah, that's what this was, he was just prodding her for ammunition! Totally not worried at all for her well-being~
Perceptive - in a sense - blue eyes stared silently down at Lionpaw as he rolled over, efficiently turning his back on her -- and efficiently allowing her to get distracted by a passing butterfly. A slender paw reached up on it's own accord, reaching out for the insect. Minkkit didn't know if it was her smaller-than-average size that did it, or her odd stillness, or the very convenient Flock Together purrk, but after flitting around a little hesitantly, the butterfly swished down, perching on the molly's extended paw with a sense of reluctance.
"Shhh, yellow-friend." Minkkit reprimanded, her voice morphing into an odd, lilting melody. Then again, the silvery-furred, abnormally small, strange-eyed kitten was nothing if not odd. What had Lionpaw said, again? 'Not anymore'? What was he talking about... Oh, she had asked if he was sleeping. Asked and forgotten, like so many other things.
"See this butterfly? Remember the fly that got squished in the Nursery? He's back." All but waving the butterfly on her paw in his face, the smaller feline leaned forward until her face was hovering a couple inches from his. Well, it was most certainly a breach of personal space, but Minkkit didn't realize that. All she did was stare at Lionpaw in eerie, contemplative silence.
Of course, she did open her mouth to speak after a few moments, when the insect she held got tired of sitting in one place and flitted off. Her face? Minkkit could count a number of things wrong with faces. Like ears, and teeth, and whiskers, and... Oh, wait, that was probably not what Lionpaw meant. But! Tails were so.. shudder.. strange. No wait, tails weren't part of faces. Minkkit quite liked her tail, actually. Lifting the extension in question, the slim female tucked her paws under her and then wrapped her tail around herself.
Finally satisfied, her attention zeroed in on Lionpaw once more, who she supposed was waiting for an answer. To..? What had he asked, again? Oh yeah, her eyes. What was wrong with her eyes..? Minkkit had no idea.
She blinked down at Lionpaw, and then again and again, because now it felt like there was something in her eyes, which was ridiculous. There wasn't anything in her eyes, or on her face or. . . "Minkkit not cry." Lie. Lie, Minkkit had cried a lot recently. From pain, nothing more. "Wait. Minkkit do cry." She paused, and then pointed to herself, brow furrowing as she tried to recount the events that had led up to so-called crying. "Looked for Otterkit, didn't find. Fell in water."
Her words halted, breath stilled, heart sped up with quiet terror. "Furry... furry brown . . . thing did something to eyes." Trembling slightly, Minkkit hunched down to his level and attempted to curl into a little ball, paws tucked over her eyes. "Can't see anymore.. Can see." She amended her statement after a moment, casting a fearful glance towards the cloudy sky, as if afraid the sun would peek out again. "Sun burns eyes. Sun is a meanie." She finished weakly, peeking out from under one grey-tipped paw to look at Lionpaw.
"Moon is much, much nicer." Minkkit blinked owlishly at him, as if waiting for a verdict. "Does yellow-friend prefer the night like I do?"
[ Lionpaw is an adorable little mister, eeeeee. Love the lad so much, would very much like to pet him. ]
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Springpaw
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Springpaw was letting herself just 'float' around in this void for a bit, she called it the void since she didn't know what it was. She does know that she felt all floaty in a way as she contemplated random thoughts. Well, that was before she could actually feel herself being nudged by some outside force? Oh she could still actually feel herself being pushed, that was great since it meant she wasn't dead. That didn't help much since she couldn't just wake up to see who it was nudging her, the only thing she could even do was let out a groan.
She began to sit up as she looked around, “….well…maybe we can find something to do!” She spoke with shines in her orange eyes and her toothy grin.
Sparrowkit agreed. She meowed weah! The tiny three pawed kit looked around, her amber eyes shining with kithood innocence.
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Also I just wanted to say that AntlerBlizzard's thoughts don't reflect my own! You two are wonderful!]
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