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Originally Posted by Lonestar23
Caliapaw entered the clearing, her fur groomed (semi-neatly) even though her expression seemed dull, and tired in comparison. She was exhausted. She hadn't eaten or slept much since losing her first patient, and she had just gotten over Wheatfur's death - so it was twice as hard for her. Spotting her brother lounging comfortably in the sun a little ways away, a half-mischievious gleam returned to the dead-looking eyes. Crouching down low, and trying to remember her warrior training, Caliapaw crept towards Snowpaw, her eyes focused on nothing else but her brother. As far as she could tell, he hadn't noticed her yet. She was coming from an angle that would make it harder to see her. Honestly, she needed this entertainment - it'd been a while since she'd really laughed and, if she timed this right, this would be just the thing to make her laugh. Her crouch wasn't anywhere near perfect - she'd only had about a moon of warrior training before Wheatfur had asked her to be his apprentice. But, it was close enough for her to spring through the air, aiming to land on top of Snowpaw. Her brother's quiet afternoon was about to be disrupted - and yes, Caliapaw felt this was the best way to stay out of the spotlight. By acting just like any other apprentice. Maybe she wouldn't stand out as much out here, despite the scent of herbs and - currently - the lightest scent of blood that she carried around with her everywhere she went. Snowpaw would be surprised to see her. She was pretty sure he thought she never got a break... of course, that wasn't necessarily true. Right now she did have a break. And she was spending it with a family member. One who she was hoping could draw her out of her current mental state. |
Snowpaw could feels something land on his back, his eyes fluttered open. The lingering scent gave him a hint, herbs! "Caliapaw!" He guessed, his smile widened. He had miss his sister, he twisted his head to look at her. He could guessed he may have said her name too loud, however Snowpaw didn't seem to mind much. "You surprised me. Defiantly , I thought you were a Windclan trying to attack me. Luckily for me, you aren't." He chuckled. From the sudden movement, a leaf had landed on Snowpaw's head. He didn't seem to notice it yet, as a spider crept down. Aiming for his nose to leap on, "You crushing me." He chuckled but once the spider landed on his nose. The apprentice yowled in surprise, he froze in pure terror. With Caliapaw on his back, and a spider on his nose. "Ca-aliapaw, som-mthing on m-my nose." He was able to say, his eyes trying to stare at his nose. He didn't dare move a inch, unlike most cats he would have preferred to stay away from spiders and worms. . Is it poisonous? Are spiders poisonous? Can they be? Wait, Caliapaw can save me if it is. I think. Snowpaw thought, blinking twice.