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Originally Posted by blxze.
Purrks: The Collector
Tags; @/kittycatburmise || OPEN
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Flashpaw winced at the molly's awkward look. Maybe she was nervous. It made a lot of cats nervous to speak to her since one, sometimes she struggled to hear them, and two she could barely talk. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, Flashpaw explained, "O-oh. I-It's O-okay. I-I-I sh-shou-should b-be s-sa-saying S-so-so-sorry. I-I-I w-wa-was d-do-doi-doing-doing a ta-tac-tacti-tactic tha-th-that h-he-helps m-my stu-stu-stutter. I-I-It c-ca-calms m-me-me-me dow-down." Okay, not the best sentence. She despised how good and smooth the words came out in her mind, but how silly they sounded out loud. She closed her eyes momentarily. All she had to do was focus. If she focused, she'd be okay. She knew she would. "N-N-N-Ni-Nice t-to-to-to m-me-me-meet y-you M-Ma-M-Mal-EErgh." she growled, then cleared her throat and tried again. "S-S-Sorry. Th-tha-that s-sound m-mess-messes m-me u-up. M-Mal-Mallow-Mallowpaw. N-N-Nice t-to m-me-meet y-ou-you. That-Tha-that's a-a pr-pretty n-na-name." she offered a smile.
This wasn't going well. Flashpaw could sense the discomfort hanging over the pair as they sat, and she gave an awkward little laugh, but choked it back by clearing her throat and shifted her paws. Then, her eyes gazed around the clearing thoughtfully. "Wh-Wh-who's y-yo-your m-me-men-mentor?" she asked politely, unsure of what else to say. Gosh, if only she was Silverlark then she could talk better and more and be more friendly. He was a very good warrior. He seemed to know what to say, unlike she herself... No. She knew what to say in her mind, but her mouth and tongue adamantly refused to give the sounds she wished. She could try, and the floating tactic helped indefinitely, but other than that? No luck. Unfortunately.
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Mallowpaw
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This was definitely awkward. Mallowpaw sat on Flashpaw's hearing side with her tail wrapped around her paws, occasionally glancing at the other conversations around them that seemed to be flowing much more smoothly than theirs. But she forced herself to keep her attention on the apprentice so she could decipher her words.
"Thanks," Mallowpaw muttered when Flashpaw complimented her name. Flashpaw's awkward laugh hung in the air, and she flashed her a small sympathetic smile before the ShadowClan apprentice spoke again.
"My mentor? Oh, uh, Mushroomcloud. You probably don't know him." Mushroomcloud was a good mentor, but at times like this she really wished she had a mentor that was a Hornet or someone well-known.
Like Foxpaw. Why had her sister gotten a Redhawk as a mentor and not her, the high achiever that had the values expected of a Hornet's apprentice? A brief jealousy burned bright in her chest. But she knew she couldn't linger on that, or she would start to resent one of the cats closest to her. "Who's yours?"