what price do we have to pay now ?

[oats]

your mom called, i know you lied
i see it now, and what you left behind
you feel bad, i feel worse
i will hold on and you will hold out
beaverpaw of skyclan is a lot of things. she's impressionable, eager to please, and most of all: naive.
all she really wants is a best friend, someone truly close to confide in marvel at the world with. beaver's perception of things is small, but she gazes upon them with stars in her eyes. when she meets {'friend' 1}, everything seems to expand, and the glorious new sights and scents of it all has her hooked. however, something is amiss with {'friend' 1}- they don't want to just see beaverpaw happy. sure, the novelty of it is entertaining at best, but it's not enough.
in a malicious turn of attitude towards the cat who was once their friend, {'friend' 1} begins to slowly plant seeds of doubt in the she-cat's little eden. they begin slowly manipulating beaverpaw, making her second-guess herself, questioning if she truly is 'useful'- if she still means something to her clan and her 'best friend'. at her lowest point, {'friend' 1} scraps the guise of geniality and simply begins full-on bullying her, until beaverpaw is rendered a nervous wreck. however, to {'friend' 1}'s surprise, she lashes out (and fatally injures) in the middle of a hunting patrol, in open sight of several mentors {1, 2 and 3} and their allies, {bully 1} and {bully 2}, who also had a hand in beaver's torment. not knowing exactly how to handle this, attack and kill her in the process.

i have no idea how to continue that but there it is. we'll need friend one, their two cohorts and those cats' mentors. ye there we go,,
oh also yes this is set in skc,,
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i think that's it,,,

[Fel]

name;; saltstorm

age;; 12 moons

desired role;; mentor for anyone :>
rp sample;; Lucifren had stepped out of their own den quietly by the time Renn was up, and the newly-appointed Guard blinked their eyes lazily as they rose to their feet. They weren't very timely in their awakening, having slept in late for somebody of their rank, but the cat was just getting used to the new duties they had to tend to, like escorting Fighters and Hunters on trips out into the territory and protectiong the Syndicate's camp from intruders. They'd smelled a strange cat around here just last night, but ignored the scent, as it had mingled with Dusk Syndicate smell as well- They must've been taken care of already. Flinching just a bit as they thought of this mystery cat possibly being killed, they didn't have any more time to react to the idea- another thought was already flooding Luci's mind, and it was that they'd promised to meet Renn outside, for a morning patrol. Oh gosh, I'm late! I'm late for an absolutely important date! Letting their fur bristle in a sudden panic, Lucifren's amber eyes gleamed in the bright rays of the sun as they raced out of camp, their large and powerful paws easily sending them across the territory with ease, and the cat scented around for any sign of their Commander.
As they searched frantically, Lucifren finally caught sight of the brown-pelted oriental, and gave a sigh of relief as they sprinted through a row of dense bushed to the cat, wincing slightly from the force it took to run through all the shrubbery on their own. "S-Sorry I'm late!" Luci exclaimed, their tail still bushed up from the anxiety their timing had caused, though they hoped to hide how nervous they felt when meeting Renn again. Why don't I feel this around any other cats- I'm not nervous because I'm scared, but for some sort of different reason... like I don't want to embarrass myself in front of him, like he makes me feel happy- even though I'm late to our patrol. Shaking off the leaves scattered around their fur awkwardly, the Guard shuffled their paws quietly as they tried to wait for the Commander to start speaking, since they didn't know what to talk about or what to do right now- they barely seemed to know how to do anything but stand there, frozen and in awe of how their new friend made them feel. Mouse-dung! Why do I have to be so stupid sometimes- can't I just be normal? Luci tried to stay calm, but it was quite obvious they were distracted as they stood, waiting.
y'know;;; here's his info if you want though he's not an apprentice anymore

[patroclus]

name;; fogpaw
age;; 9 moons
desired role;; friend one
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Amelia’s thin body was curled around Sappho so securely it was hard to tell where one cat started and the other began. The loner was a brilliant white, usually, though the darkness of the color muted her pelt into a softer version of herself. Her delicate head was rested on her mate’s back, seeking comfort even in sleep. The two mates were entwined together at the far edge of one of the chambers in the tunnels, keeping to themselves as they often did. Amelia woke with a start, her green eyes growing wide as they swiveled around the tunnels. She wasn’t used to waking up in darkness, though they had been staying in these tunnels for a few days now. Maybe it was longer. Amelia had lost track of time. The small she cat raised her head from Sappho and parted her jaws in a small yawn. Amelia’s green gaze flicked to her sleeping mate, a small flicker of warm blooming in her chest whenever she looked at the other she cat. The two had been traveling for what felt like seasons, tramping through unknown forests and towns in search of a better town. Amelia could still feel the small ache in her paws from their long nights of walking, though she never found herself complaining. She was only excited to finally have a home for her and Sappho. For them to be safe and warm and together. Amelia couldn’t help but rest her forehead against the she cat’s shoulder, breathing in her sweet scent that always seemed to bring peace to the shy feline. The white she cat hummed softly, content with staying intertwined with the pale loner. She rasped her tongue a few times across Sappho’s cheek, nuzzling the peaceful she cat gently. Amelia let out a small puff of warm breath, deciding that morning could wait for a little while longer, and rested her head on Sappho once again, her green eyes sliding shut. However, a small ruckus further down the tunnels was cause for alarm. Amelia uncurled herself from around Sappho, her short legs trembling slightly in fear. It didn’t sound like a fight, more like an argument. got the better of her and Amelia stepped carefully over her sleeping mate and poked her head out of the chamber, narrowing her eyes into slits to see further down the passage. Tentatively, Amelia began to pad down the tunnel, glancing over her shoulder every now and again. “Is everything alright?” Amelia’s soft voice traveled towards the two toms, her ears folded to the back of her head shyly. She wasn’t one to speak up, but the concern fluttering in her chest would not desist until she was certain no one was hurt.

[oats]

yells at both of you while accepting and slamming my head on the screen