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Originally Posted by blue jellie
[ @Charmer ]
As the sun was a blazing line on the distant horizon, barely visible against the black landscape of the pine forest of ShadowClan, an apprentice was making her way out of camp silently. Her face showed no emotion, her pelt blended almost entirely in with the dark of dusk, and only the light of the rising full moon and the last rays of sunlight illuminated her pelt. Flashpaw continued along the imaginary path she created in her head, pawstep for pawstep of exactly where she planned to put her paws. Her mind had already ran through every possible variable, every possible outcome of her "sneaking" out. Technically, yes, it wasn't sneaking, but after the "incident" last moon, cats were way too overprotective of her. Just thinking about the mangling of her best friend made her chest tighten and convulse, to which she had to stop walking and wheeze a little bit. |
Vixenpaw yawned deeply, watching as the last traces of sunlight began to wane. The gathering was tonight and, surprise surprise, she hadn't been picked to go. Not that she cared. She also technically wasn't supposed to be out of the clearing without her mentor's permission, but here she was perked in her favorite tree just outside of camp. She loved sitting up here. No other cat knew that it was her spot, and she could see the cats of the clan going about their business in camp. It made her feel almost like a spy, seeing but unseen, judging and unjudged. When Flashpaw stealthily crept out of camp, trying not to let any cat notice, the mahogany-furred shecat was watching from her perch, her amber eyes amused slits. She knew that the other apprentice had been through some incident that had taken the life of another apprentice. She had hear it had been brutal, and no one was sure how it happened. How convenient that Flashpaw didn't remember. None of her business, but what exactly was this delicate little cat doing sneaking out. It was too interesting to pass up. Quietly, Vixenpaw crept down from her perch and circled close to Flashpaw to creep up on her from behind. "Well well well, little Flashpaw out of camp without her mentor," the apprentice said, brandishing a mocking grin. "Shouldn't you be in your nest with all the good little apprentices?"