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BEAR. December 4th, 2019 11:43 PM
Lionsbeach
 
Spanning most of the beach and rocky shoreline beside the Clans, Lionsbeach covers the area of sand and ocean that runs behind Seastones.

While fishing here isn't much of an option, RiverClan cats can find shellfish, crabs, and lobsters occasionally dotting the coastline. Dead fish are also common and, if recent, can be brought back to camp as an easy meal. Gulls and herrings can also be hunted as they scavenge for food.

lio December 8th, 2019 03:22 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
[ @The Cannibal @Nebby ]
[ Moving the patrol along to here so it doesn't die out! ]

Minnowmist's pawsteps were shaky as she made her way toward the assigned destination, looking back to make sure that her patrol members were keeping up with her. She swallowed the nervous lump in her throat and allowed her eyes to dart back and forth, a frown making its way to her lips. What if something jumps out at us? Will we make it back alive? I don't want to go missing like all those other warriors! She squeaked as something rustled near her, but the silver molly soom realized that it was simply her own pawsteps. Her heart pounded and she glanced at the other two, hoping that they didn't see her get startled.
"Wh- Where should we h- head to first?" she asked, focusing on Yarrowpounce. He was the leader of the patrol, after all, so she trusted him to make the decisions. And keep us alive. She felt her heart skip a beat. "W- We have to g- get these borders s- set quickly s- so Lionstar doesn't g- get mad at us." Her ears lowered at the thought of being yelled at by the golden leader, fear shining in her eyes. She shuffled her paws and slowed to a stop, awaiting an answer from Yarrowpounce before continuing onwards.

Aroogi December 8th, 2019 04:02 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by hxneysuckle (Post 622310)
[ @The Cannibal @Nebby ]
[ Moving the patrol along to here so it doesn't die out! ]

Minnowmist's pawsteps were shaky as she made her way toward the assigned destination, looking back to make sure that her patrol members were keeping up with her. She swallowed the nervous lump in her throat and allowed her eyes to dart back and forth, a frown making its way to her lips. What if something jumps out at us? Will we make it back alive? I don't want to go missing like all those other warriors! She squeaked as something rustled near her, but the silver molly soom realized that it was simply her own pawsteps. Her heart pounded and she glanced at the other two, hoping that they didn't see her get startled.
"Wh- Where should we h- head to first?" she asked, focusing on Yarrowpounce. He was the leader of the patrol, after all, so she trusted him to make the decisions. And keep us alive. She felt her heart skip a beat. "W- We have to g- get these borders s- set quickly s- so Lionstar doesn't g- get mad at us." Her ears lowered at the thought of being yelled at by the golden leader, fear shining in her eyes. She shuffled her paws and slowed to a stop, awaiting an answer from Yarrowpounce before continuing onwards.
Scarfang followed, his pawsteps sure and purposeful. He waited for the rest of the patrol, sitting down and licking his paws and drawing them.over his ears.

The Cannibal December 8th, 2019 08:25 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by hxneysuckle (Post 622310)
[ @The Cannibal @Nebby ]
[ Moving the patrol along to here so it doesn't die out! ]

Minnowmist's pawsteps were shaky as she made her way toward the assigned destination, looking back to make sure that her patrol members were keeping up with her. She swallowed the nervous lump in her throat and allowed her eyes to dart back and forth, a frown making its way to her lips. What if something jumps out at us? Will we make it back alive? I don't want to go missing like all those other warriors! She squeaked as something rustled near her, but the silver molly soom realized that it was simply her own pawsteps. Her heart pounded and she glanced at the other two, hoping that they didn't see her get startled.
"Wh- Where should we h- head to first?" she asked, focusing on Yarrowpounce. He was the leader of the patrol, after all, so she trusted him to make the decisions. And keep us alive. She felt her heart skip a beat. "W- We have to g- get these borders s- set quickly s- so Lionstar doesn't g- get mad at us." Her ears lowered at the thought of being yelled at by the golden leader, fear shining in her eyes. She shuffled her paws and slowed to a stop, awaiting an answer from Yarrowpounce before continuing onwards.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Nebby (Post 622316)
Scarfang followed, his pawsteps sure and purposeful. He waited for the rest of the patrol, sitting down and licking his paws and drawing them.over his ears.
{I apologize for not posting; finals week, but afterwards I should be fine!}

Yarrowpounce was surprised that Lionstar wanted him to lead another patrol, was the tom trying to get him used to not sitting in the back or something? He wasn't made for this kind of thing, or at least he didn't think he was. Most of the time other cats ignored him, he was always too uncertain and didn't have much of a backbone when it came to opinions. Sighing softly, his paws carried him forward with the other two cats on the patrol. They were to expand Riverclan territory over to the beach, surely a place the other clans wouldn't miss. But the tom couldn't help but worry and think they were expanding too much. How would they be able to consistently patrol this extra area, or at least patrol it well to ward off loners and predators? It was dangerous wasn't it?
Blinking out of his thoughts with Minnowmist's words, he'd look over at her before looking around. "Well I guess we can start marking on any um, large rocks we come across.. And the trees, we have to make sure it's strong so the other clans know that it belongs to Riverclan.. I'm not sure how far along we should go, but ah.. Lets just start marking. K-Keep an eye out for loners, and hawks, I hear they like the water because there's more fish." Briefly he'd glance to the cloudy sky before padding in the direction of a beach tree, deciding that was a good place to start marking.

lio December 8th, 2019 10:04 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
[ @Nebby @The Cannibal ]
[ it's alright! ]

She glanced between the two toms, her tail twitching against the ground. Her heart was racing faster than a diving hawk, her breath shaky and unsure. "O- Okay," she mewed, moving in a differemt direction than Yarrowpounce. Minnowmist's pawsteps were unsure, but as the silver she-cat moved, she silently forced herself to calm down despite the worry festering in her gut. She swallowed dryly, beginning to rub herself along any and everything, marking it all as RiverClan's territory. Once she deemed one spot marked enough, she moved to another, repeating the process until she felt as though she had gone far enough. Looking over her shoulder at her patrol members, she called out, "I- Is this g- good?"

Aroogi December 9th, 2019 05:36 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by hxneysuckle (Post 622378)
[ @Nebby @The Cannibal ]
[ it's alright! ]

She glanced between the two toms, her tail twitching against the ground. Her heart was racing faster than a diving hawk, her breath shaky and unsure. "O- Okay," she mewed, moving in a differemt direction than Yarrowpounce. Minnowmist's pawsteps were unsure, but as the silver she-cat moved, she silently forced herself to calm down despite the worry festering in her gut. She swallowed dryly, beginning to rub herself along any and everything, marking it all as RiverClan's territory. Once she deemed one spot marked enough, she moved to another, repeating the process until she felt as though she had gone far enough. Looking over her shoulder at her patrol members, she called out, "I- Is this g- good?"
[ @The Cannibal @hxneysuckle ]
"Very." Scarfang replied. "Make sure your scent is strong and thick," he advised, laying down his scent over a stretch of the beach. "Otherwise the other clans will waltz in, thinking it's theirs. And we don't want that."

The Cannibal December 9th, 2019 10:17 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
@Nebby @hxneysuckle

Yarrowpounce was a bit surprised he was at least a little more calm than the molly that joined them. He wasn't going to gloat about it, or make any mention of it, but deep down inside he did feel a little bit better about himself. Reaching the tree that was now dead thanks to leafbare, he roughly rubbed his cheek against it, following with the rest of his body, turning around and doing the same with his other side. He was going to make sure that the Riverclan scent was unmistakable here.
"I don't think many other clans would like this territory anyways.. And yes, um, Minnowmist, you're doing a good job," he called out for her to hear, finishing up the tree with a last few rubs. Flicking his ear, he'd glance to the other two before heading towards the water, approaching a large rocky outcropping to begin rubbing against, the water damp from sea spray. Though he'd carefully keep an eye on the other two. He didn't want anything bad happening on this patrol.

lio December 10th, 2019 06:15 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
[ @Nebby @The Cannibal ]

Minnowmist's tail flicked, showing that she heard the other two. Her pawsteps were light as she moved closer to them, following Yarrowpounce's direction and rubbing herself along anything that wasn't scented. "W- We still must w- watch for outsiders," she added, ears flat against her head. The silver she-cat specifically focused on anything that would get wet, wanting to layer her scent upon them as much as she could. The water's spray would of course wash most, if not all, of the scent away, but it was worth attempting.

Aroogi December 10th, 2019 07:03 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by hxneysuckle (Post 622637)
[ @Nebby @The Cannibal ]

Minnowmist's tail flicked, showing that she heard the other two. Her pawsteps were light as she moved closer to them, following Yarrowpounce's direction and rubbing herself along anything that wasn't scented. "W- We still must w- watch for outsiders," she added, ears flat against her head. The silver she-cat specifically focused on anything that would get wet, wanting to layer her scent upon them as much as she could. The water's spray would of course wash most, if not all, of the scent away, but it was worth attempting.
| @The Cannibal @hxneysuckle |
Scarfang followed, rubbing his scent on rocks, small shrubs and other things he could find. Hopefully they would finish their patrol soon. He was tired and wanted to eat. But he just buckled down and continued marking his territory.

The Cannibal December 10th, 2019 11:44 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
@Nebby @hxneysuckle

It didn't take too long, or at least Yarrowpounce didn't think it did. It was just a matter of rubbing against things, marking them as Riverclan's territory and double checking to make sure there were no outsiders that had taken up this area. And being that it was so close to a body of water, there really were no others. It was actually kind of peaceful with the sound of the waves rhythmically beating against the shore. After he had marked one side, he made sure the other two were done marking as well before having them meet him back where they started.
"I think that should be good enough.. We'll probably have to come back out, or someone will to mark these a few more times but I think we did a good job. Lets go ahead and head back now, don't want to get in anymore trouble." Flicking his ear he'd offer a shaky smile before turning back towards camp, leading them away from the beach.

BEAR. December 11th, 2019 05:18 AM
Oceanside View [PRIVATE]
 
After his depature from camp, Lionstar was on the hunt.

He wasn't interested in normal prey. No, he had only one thing on his mind: Fawnsqueak. His matefriend had been missing for several days now, ever since he was made deputy.. and Lionstar would be lion-ning if he said he wasn't worried.

He missed his stupid butt, he missed his company. He missed.. everything about him.

By the time Lionstar arrived at the beach, it was already getting late-- the darkening skies dotted by distant lights. Any trails Fawnsqueak might have left were gone or stale, so Lionstar was taking a gamble.. who wouldn't want to go to the beach to get away?

His wanderings took him through the sand, toward the rocky outcrops that decorated the landscape. He was nearing one of the large cliffs that overlooked the water, and he could see the dark holes in the rock formation. Were there caves?

"Fawnsqueak!" He called loudly, not expecting a response as he found a trail leading up part of the cliff. "Fawnsqueak! Cutie, cutie, cutie, where are youuu? Oh darling, the stars aren't half as bright without you here."

@Dipper

Fawn December 12th, 2019 01:30 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
After his departure from camp, Fawnsqueak had been on the run.

Escape into the territory, collect his thoughts, return to camp when he would be in the clear. As in, not deputy. A sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach had gnawed at him with sneaking suspicions that his lack of presence may not have been enough to stop Lionstar, depending on how determined he was about this deputy business... and he still didn't understand why. Nothing about him translated into good leadership. Fawnsqueak recognized that he was a mere apprentice who'd gotten lucky in an early promotion debatable in its validity.

His troubled walk through the RiverClan territory had landed him near the wide clearing toward the beach, another mindless trek for the soul that yearned for numbness, peace and quiet instead of racing thoughts for a change. While he was far from a meditative state, his journey along the beach and its cliffs had yielded a different distraction: an odd clump positioned in the mouth of a seaside cave. Squinting proved useless, minus a basic observation: that didn't belong there.

The ascent was slow-going and difficult, rendering him a huffing and puffing mess of aching muscles by the time he reached the higher tiers of jagged crags lining the edge of the overlook. The tang of saltwater and stone filled his nostrils as he drew closer to the cave, inching in tentative, shaky steps. Heights didn't scare him, but the notion of falling to his death on these slim ledges certainly did.

However, his reservations reduced drastically as recognition floored him. Stunned, Fawnsqueak could only stare in breathless silence -- he knew that pelt, he knew the mangled shape, and the conclusion twisted his stomach. Willowpaw. He didn't remember crying her name through a cracking voice, nor did he remember the almost-careless, staggering bolt to her body that sent his former platforms crumbling into the ocean below.

Overwhelming grief drowned his previous fretting with a devastating discovery far more pressing than any stupid rank in the Clan. And Fawnsqueak couldn't bring himself to be concerned about the vanishing ledge either-- he just wanted to be close to Willowpaw for a final time.

- - -

He didn't know how long he'd waited there, but the trance was broken by Lionstar's loud calls up the coastline. Unmistakable, and.. Fawnsqueak couldn't muster any dread. Hauling up his heavy bones, he turned toward the endless sky as if to ask, "Lionstorm? ...Is that actually you?"

It was so surreal, impossible. Why would Lionstar have traveled to find him? The concept of his disappearance and time spent away from the Clan eluded him in the throes of processing loss.


@BILL.

BEAR. December 12th, 2019 02:29 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
All Lionstar could think about was Fawnsqueak. Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and his darling Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and he needed to get Fawnsqueak to be mates and Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and where was Fawn? Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and oh--

Was that Fawnsqueak's voice his ears spied?

Face breaking into a grin, Lionstar shimmied up the trail in the direction he believed his voice to have come from. He was here!

Lionstar had taken a shot in the dark but his spirits sore at the chance of seeing his mate-friend again, and he pulled himself onto the nearest ledge to give himself access to one of the many cave mouths. "Fawnsqueak!" he called. "Where are you, mouse-dear? My Stars, it's been so long.. did you really think you could hide from me in the cliff, sweetheart?"

@Dipper

Fawn December 12th, 2019 02:44 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
In the proceeding silence, Fawnsqueak waited, listening, kept his breath lowered to pick up on any hint of sound... but there was nothing. Ears drooping, he deflated and scuffed at the rock with his paw. Of course it was just a stupid mind-trick, Lionstar wouldn't be out here. It was beyond RiverClan territory and even past the Seastones, the only cat who dared travel this far...

The corners of Fawnsqueak's mouth trembled in a frown while his heart wrenched. Staring beyond the cave's mouth, an endless water body stretched before him until it collided with the horizon. Stars in the ocean and the sky had Fawnsqueak wondering precisely how long he'd been away, it couldn't be nightfall again. But a glance at his route here didn't give him many options for a return trip--

Hearing his name, Fawnsqueak was alert once more. It couldn't be a hallucination, not that time. He was certain, it sounded so real and closer than before and-- upon hearing it again, he was convinced. "Lionstorm!" Fawnsqueak cried out to anywhere, everywhere. The dryness of his throat forced him to cough a couple times before he could resume, unleashing Lionstar's name into the wind, the cave, wherever would listen. He couldn't quite catch the longer phrase but didn't care, too focused on revealing his location.

@BILL.

BEAR. December 12th, 2019 03:00 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Oh, Stars, yes. Another response!

Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn Fawn his Fawn and Fawn and Fawn and his sweet Fawnsqueak.

"I'm coming!"

He followed his voice into the cave, the echo of his name causing Lionstar to flinch from the vibrations. Why would anyone come into this hellhole? He didn't like it, that was certain.

At least he could smell Fawnsqueak in here. His scent was faint-- probably because it didn't seem like he came in through this entrance, but it was enough for Lionstar to brave the dark in search of him.

He couldn't wait to see his tiny red butt.

@Dipper

Fawn December 12th, 2019 05:35 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
The reply seemed to come from all directions at once, and Fawnsqueak turned around to peer deeper into the cave, mystified. The reverberations suggested it had to be from inside. Fawnsqueak called out, "Where are you?" But it was like speaking to the void as his meow simply echoed around. He was hesitant to move, uncertain if Lionstar was nearby, and afraid it would hinder their efforts to reconvene. Clearing his throat, he continued, "Can you follow my scent-- or, uh, my voice, or something?"

@BILL.

BEAR. December 14th, 2019 01:27 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
WHERE ARE YOU?

CAN YOU FOLLOW MY SCENT-- OR, UH, MY VOICE, OR SOMETHING?

The echo made Lionstar cringe, a low hiss vibrating from his throat as he followed Fawnsqueak's increasingly-loud voice through the cave. At least his scent brought some comfort, it was growing fresher, stronger..

And then he saw him. Besides some ugly corpse, but he saw Him and that was all that mattered.

"HEY FAWNSQUEAK," his voice was a boom that radiated throughout the cave as he closed the distance between them. In a fluid motion, he bopped his head gently against Fawnsqueak's. "Did you miss me?"

@Dipper

Fawn December 14th, 2019 02:03 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Fawnsqueak raised his head as movement flashed in the corner of his vision, instantly met with a rush of relief to have Lionstar in view. He wasn't some enigmatic presence anymore, leaving Fawnsqueak to wonder if he was going crazy in his grief--he was here, somehow managing to find him.

"Hey, whoa," he greeted and attempted to counter the flinch-worthy volume, frozen as Lionstar advanced toward him to collect him in an embrace. After what happened, he shouldn't be indulging this. He knew he shouldn't, and yet here he was, failing to back away because he selfishly longed for the comfort.

Smiling lopsidedly, he mumbled, "I missed you more when you weren't deafening me. I'm right here, you don't have to..." He trailed off when he decided it didn't matter, he was simply grateful to have a companion in this lonely cave. It revived the curiosity that led him to ask, "...What are you doing here?"

@BILL.

BEAR. December 15th, 2019 10:11 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"I was looking for you, silly!" Lionstar beamed at him, affectionately rubbing against him more. Oh, he missed this. Fawn. His Fawnsqueak was back.

"Stars, what are you doing in this cave? I haven't seen you in days! You didn't even attend your deputy ceremony or come around for that.. Cougarpaw ceremony, you haven't met your own apprentice yet!"
@Dipper

Fawn December 15th, 2019 11:02 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"Are you marking me?" he asked, a light and awkward laugh in the inquiry. Lionstar's elation would've been more infectious if not for the confirmation that Willowpaw had passed.

Fawnsqueak visibly cringed upon learning he had gone through with the ceremony minus his presence, but he supposed that was precisely what he'd believed Lionstar would do anyway. "Yeah... I seriously don't think I'll make a good deputy. I mean, I wasn't even there for my own ceremony." Not that it was any mistake on his part. "Um, Cougarpaw?" He squinted, no face coming to mind. "RiverClan had a Cougarkit?" Fawnsqueak didn't bother asking if Lionstar thought he was qualified, already knowing the answer; he'd joyfully remind him that he wouldn't have appointed him otherwise, and that he was more experienced than most of RiverClan... it drew a shudder from him.

@BILL.

BEAR. December 15th, 2019 01:06 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"Maybe."

Satisfied Fawnsqueak was covered in Lion, he huffed. "You'll make a fine deputy, you just need to get your head out of this stinky cave." At his question, he wrinkled his nose. "No, it's some.. cat coming back. A truth cat, or something. I thought her name was stupid so I fixed it."

Moving on, he nudged him. "Let's go back home." @Dipper

Fawn December 15th, 2019 03:20 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"Willowpaw's dead," he blurted out like it was a secret that couldn't be held any longer even if the truth was lying there in her corpse. It wasn't related to the conversation, he hardly heard what Lionstar was saying.. but he had to get that off his chest, and he breathed a shuddering sigh. "I guess this explains why she hasn't been around in..." He'd figured something had happened, but it was nice to believe she'd just left. Despite his hurting heart, there was closure in the discovery.

Home sounded pleasant. Later, he imagined he'd be fretting over the deputy thing and the.. apparently apprentice thing. But that was then. Fawnsqueak's gaze lingered on her, debating. This was hardly a burial, but moving her... that didn't seem right either. He told himself that she had been an explorer and would've likely preferred it this way. "The ledge I came in on... it crumbled. Is there-- uh, how did you get in here?"

@BILL.

BEAR. December 17th, 2019 10:03 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"Willow-who?" was Lionstar's first reaction, giving only a side glance at the surprisingly preserved body. "Oh. That one. Good Stars, we go through so many of these walking meat-bags I forget who they are." He didn't know this cat, at least not very well.. so he didn't care.

"I went in through another entrance. Come on, cutie. We've been here long enough." @Dipper

Fawn December 17th, 2019 05:46 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Fawnsqueak's stomach churned at the descriptor and shot Lionstar a disapproving look. "Geez, man. You could at least try to... have tact." Closing his eyes, he inhaled and tried to envision a nice memory with Willowpaw before exhaling, deflating. Grief was still alight like embers, but he knew they couldn't linger forever, an echo of whatever Lionstar was saying. The specific words were lost to him.

With a numb nod, he indicated for Lionstar to lead the way, trailing behind on autopilot as his heart hurt. It felt wrong to leave Willowpaw behind, alone in this seaside cave with nothing but an ocean view. When he spoke, it sounded distant, and he hardly recognized it as himself. "So, the 'star cats'.. are they, uh, nice up there? Like, good company?"

@BILL.

Fawn December 18th, 2019 05:07 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
[ @Casper ]

"...So you see that ledge up there?" Fawnsqueak asked and tipped his head toward a space that jutted from the cliff, a little cavern with not much else visible at this angle to his relief. He and Pigeonpaw had arrived on the newly-claimed Lionsbeach after a brief walk from RiverClan camp, luckily uneventful. "That's kind of what I meant when I said I hadn't been around. I was sort of there." A cough, self-conscious. "Stuck, mostly. I... don't really think that qualifies as doing warrior things." With a sudden clarity, he turned to Pigeonpaw to comment, "Honestly, I'm guessing you were doing more, uh, 'warrior-appropriate' activities than I have been." Fawnsqueak was thoughtful as he surveyed her, gaze softening in sympathy and guilt--she deserved the title more than he did.

He peered to the sky and marveled at the evening colors bleeding together in bright red-orange, the last glimmer of the day before the stars became fully visible. "I'm glad you were kind enough to let me bring you out here," he admitted, sheepish at the confession. "It's just... really pretty, y'know? And-- and it's even better with you, so yeah." Fawnsqueak felt warmth collecting under his pelt and was quick to continue, "Earlier, you said something about... Birchs..step? Who is that, anyway? ..Your mentor?" It was his sole shot in the dark since he knew Pigeonpaw's parents weren't in the picture anymore.

pidgeon December 19th, 2019 12:06 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Pigeonpaw sat back on her haunches and craned her neck to see where her friend was looking. She saw the little cavern surrounded by jutting spikes of rock, and turned her eyes to Fawnsqueak in surprise.
"You were stuck in there!?" She exclaimed, her jaw agape slightly."Great StarClan, that must have been horrifying! I'm really glad you made it home safely," she sympathized, looking at him with concern.

At his next comment, her expression turned a little less soft. She was still frustrated with her lack of training--she was just about old enough to be a warrior by now, yet she felt so unprepared.
"I've hardly been out of camp, let alone doing anything warrior-appropriate," she sighed. "Lionstar assigned Birchsnow to be my mentor since Rainwhisper...disappeared, but she hasn't done much with me yet. I've still never had a single battle training session. I'm gonna have to start pestering her about that. At this rate, both my brothers will be warriors before me!" She felt a slight jolt of panic at that thought. She had always imagined herself and her siblings all receiving their warrior names together in one ceremony, and the three had talked about it since kithood. She would be distraught if she lagged behind them.

Her gaze softened once more, though, when the spotted warrior mentioned this beautiful place.
"Of course, Fawnsqueak. I'm always happy to spend time with you. And this place...it really is breathtaking. I don't think I've seen the beach like this before. It's so open, so peaceful." She gave him a warm smile. Even better with me? her face felt warm suddenly. He really did want to spend time with her! Although she felt a little guilty thinking about it, due to the actual circumstances of his disappearance, she was glad that he hadn't just been avoiding her and the other apprentices. He made much better company than Beetlepaw. "Thank you for bringing me here."

BEAR. December 20th, 2019 01:20 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
"The Star Cats are jerks." Lionstar couldn't help but huff, reminded of his awful leadership ceremony. What bullies! "I don't like them, Pine Fawn-- they harassed me."

Leaving the cave, he headed back down the path he had taken to get there. "I don't know why everyone here likes them so much," he admitted to Fawnsqueak. "They weren't nice at all. They didn't help me-- the only one I liked was that forgiveness cat. She made me feel powerful."

@Dipper

Fawn December 23rd, 2019 11:46 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 624342)
Pigeonpaw sat back on her haunches and craned her neck to see where her friend was looking. She saw the little cavern surrounded by jutting spikes of rock, and turned her eyes to Fawnsqueak in surprise.
"You were stuck in there!?" She exclaimed, her jaw agape slightly."Great StarClan, that must have been horrifying! I'm really glad you made it home safely," she sympathized, looking at him with concern.

At his next comment, her expression turned a little less soft. She was still frustrated with her lack of training--she was just about old enough to be a warrior by now, yet she felt so unprepared.
"I've hardly been out of camp, let alone doing anything warrior-appropriate," she sighed. "Lionstar assigned Birchsnow to be my mentor since Rainwhisper...disappeared, but she hasn't done much with me yet. I've still never had a single battle training session. I'm gonna have to start pestering her about that. At this rate, both my brothers will be warriors before me!" She felt a slight jolt of panic at that thought. She had always imagined herself and her siblings all receiving their warrior names together in one ceremony, and the three had talked about it since kithood. She would be distraught if she lagged behind them.

Her gaze softened once more, though, when the spotted warrior mentioned this beautiful place.
"Of course, Fawnsqueak. I'm always happy to spend time with you. And this place...it really is breathtaking. I don't think I've seen the beach like this before. It's so open, so peaceful." She gave him a warm smile. Even better with me? her face felt warm suddenly. He really did want to spend time with her! Although she felt a little guilty thinking about it, due to the actual circumstances of his disappearance, she was glad that he hadn't just been avoiding her and the other apprentices. He made much better company than Beetlepaw. "Thank you for bringing me here."
"Ah," a small, nervous chuckle, "yeah, I guess." At the time, he'd been more concerned about finding a deceased friend, so realizing he'd been trapped had been secondary. He was glad the subject shifted to her training though, and blinked at the lack thereof.. "What? You.. haven't been training?" he questioned, incredulous. "Wow, that's kind of-- geez. I mean, we could try training sometime if you want, like supplementary ones." After a pause and a tad of inward debate, he peered to Pigeonpaw with concern and voiced it with the blunt statement, "Birchsnow kind of sounds like a bad mentor if she's basically ignoring you. You shouldn't have to literally seek her out all the time."

Had she said his name before? Fawnsqueak couldn't remember. Well, he could hardly remember anything in that moment except how he liked the way she said it, and he melted into a silly grin, ducking his head to hide it. "It'd be nice to spend more time out here, y'know? Just to sort of get away from the bustle of camp..." A little sheepish about the idea, he mumbled, "I bet that sounds dumb." Definitely a dumb idea. She wouldn't want to come out here frequently, especially not with him as an escort. Fawnsqueak's eyes lingered on Pigeonpaw for a moment too long as he considered what to say, finally settling on, "I.. really don't think you're the one that should be thanking me. Your company-- it's... I like it."

He coughed to move on and straightened his posture. "Do you think there's anything- y'know... worthwhile out here? I saw some fish in the water but they're way too small for even a kit to enjoy." If they were going to sneak off and spend an evening enjoying the gorgeous sights of the beach, they might face less judgment if they could come back with food.

pidgeon December 24th, 2019 12:19 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 625114)

"Ah," a small, nervous chuckle, "yeah, I guess." At the time, he'd been more concerned about finding a deceased friend, so realizing he'd been trapped had been secondary. He was glad the subject shifted to her training though, and blinked at the lack thereof.. "What? You.. haven't been training?" he questioned, incredulous. "Wow, that's kind of-- geez. I mean, we could try training sometime if you want, like supplementary ones." After a pause and a tad of inward debate, he peered to Pigeonpaw with concern and voiced it with the blunt statement, "Birchsnow kind of sounds like a bad mentor if she's basically ignoring you. You shouldn't have to literally seek her out all the time."

Had she said his name before? Fawnsqueak couldn't remember. Well, he could hardly remember anything in that moment except how he liked the way she said it, and he melted into a silly grin, ducking his head to hide it. "It'd be nice to spend more time out here, y'know? Just to sort of get away from the bustle of camp..." A little sheepish about the idea, he mumbled, "I bet that sounds dumb." Definitely a dumb idea. She wouldn't want to come out here frequently, especially not with him as an escort. Fawnsqueak's eyes lingered on Pigeonpaw for a moment too long as he considered what to say, finally settling on, "I.. really don't think you're the one that should be thanking me. Your company-- it's... I like it."

He coughed to move on and straightened his posture. "Do you think there's anything- y'know... worthwhile out here? I saw some fish in the water but they're way too small for even a kit to enjoy." If they were going to sneak off and spend an evening enjoying the gorgeous sights of the beach, they might face less judgment if they could come back with food.
Pigeonpaw appreciated his thoughtfulness over her mentor-issues. It was nice to feel like someone cared, and to have someone take her seriously instead of belittling her. It wasn't her fault that her parents hadn't been around to raise her, and it wasn't her fault that she'd never gotten a proper mentor who would stick with her training.
"It means a lot to hear that, honestly. It seems like everyone likes to blame me--and my brothers, for that matter--for the fact that we haven't had a lot of, uh, good influences. It's hard to see eye-to-eye with certain cats sometimes." She would be lying if she said it didn't make her feel upset that people didn't understand. But she tried not to let it get her down, and she definitely didn't want it to define her.

"Whether it's for training or not, I think I'd really like to come out here more often." She beamed, returning to her usual bubbly self. She was quite enjoying just being here, relaxing, enjoying the view of the ocean. "It doesn't sound dumb at all, trust me. I'd give anything to have more excuses to leave camp. And if I have to have an escort with me, I'd be glad if it were you. Don't underestimate yourself; you're good company, and I like having you around!" Her deformed paws fidgeted with the sand idly as she spoke, a trait that seemed to be recurring with her. It wasn't quite a nervous tick, as she wasn't particularly nervous. Just a habit she'd formed, and often couldn't prevent herself from doing.

She wanted to ask Fawnsqueak about Lionstar. There was so much she was curious about, and she wanted to hear all the details about the drama that had unfolded on the Seastones all those sunrises ago. But she figured now wasn't the time for that. She didn't want to make the tom more uncomfortable, so she'd leave it be for now. At the mention of prey, a wide smile tugged at the edges of her mouth. A chance to show off what I have learned! She thought with excitement. Her eyes darted across the beach, searching for one of those ugly, huge birds. And she spotted some.

"See those gulls over there?" She began, gesturing to the small flock with a paw. "The one thing Birchsnow has taught me is how to take 'em down. I caught one all on my own the other day! I bet I could snag one right now, too." She sounded confident, and had already risen to her paws and dropped into a hunting crouch. It wasn't perfect, but it wasn't bad either. She conveniently left out the part where that gull had tried to attack her right back. This would be her chance to impress her friend, and grab a tasty meal! What could possibly go wrong?

Fawn December 24th, 2019 12:30 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 625123)
Pigeonpaw appreciated his thoughtfulness over her mentor-issues. It was nice to feel like someone cared, and to have someone take her seriously instead of belittling her. It wasn't her fault that her parents hadn't been around to raise her, and it wasn't her fault that she'd never gotten a proper mentor who would stick with her training.
"It means a lot to hear that, honestly. It seems like everyone likes to blame me--and my brothers, for that matter--for the fact that we haven't had a lot of, uh, good influences. It's hard to see eye-to-eye with certain cats sometimes." She would be lying if she said it didn't make her feel upset that people didn't understand. But she tried not to let it get her down, and she definitely didn't want it to define her.

"Whether it's for training or not, I think I'd really like to come out here more often." She beamed, returning to her usual bubbly self. She was quite enjoying just being here, relaxing, enjoying the view of the ocean. "It doesn't sound dumb at all, trust me. I'd give anything to have more excuses to leave camp. And if I have to have an escort with me, I'd be glad if it were you. Don't underestimate yourself; you're good company, and I like having you around!" Her deformed paws fidgeted with the sand idly as she spoke, a trait that seemed to be recurring with her. It wasn't quite a nervous tick, as she wasn't particularly nervous. Just a habit she'd formed, and often couldn't prevent herself from doing.

She wanted to ask Fawnsqueak about Lionstar. There was so much she was curious about, and she wanted to hear all the details about the drama that had unfolded on the Seastones all those sunrises ago. But she figured now wasn't the time for that. She didn't want to make the tom more uncomfortable, so she'd leave it be for now. At the mention of prey, a wide smile tugged at the edges of her mouth. A chance to show off what I have learned! She thought with excitement. Her eyes darted across the beach, searching for one of those ugly, huge birds. And she spotted some.

"See those gulls over there?" She began, gesturing to the small flock with a paw. "The one thing Birchsnow has taught me is how to take 'em down. I caught one all on my own the other day! I bet I could snag one right now, too." She sounded confident, and had already risen to her paws and dropped into a hunting crouch. It wasn't perfect, but it wasn't bad either. She conveniently left out the part where that gull had tried to attack her right back. This would be her chance to impress her friend, and grab a tasty meal! What could possibly go wrong?
Fawnsqueak pawed at the sand, kicking it from one side to the other to keep himself occupied, afraid he'd take up a different nervous habit that wasn't so innocuous. "I'm glad," he said, genuine and grateful, "I'd... hate to be forcing you to stick around me, so..." The thought of it crippled his heart, if Pigeonpaw was merely entertaining this friendship in an effort to spare his feelings. Even if she was, Fawnsqueak silently promised that he'd hopefully make it worth her while by bringing her to as many breath-taking landscapes as he could find.

When she mentioned the gulls, Fawnsqueak followed her line of sight and tipped his head at the strange birds. "Those?" he questioned, gawking, visibly baffled by the thought of eating that. He'd seen in on the fresh-kill pile--rarely--but had no idea this is where they were. Admiration sparked in him as she spoke of her own experience with the creatures, and he added his awed "congratulations" in response to her victory. "Wow, that'd honestly be kind of cool if you could." Not only was he curious about them, but he wanted to watch how a cat would nab it.

Peering on, awestruck, he hushed to avoid startling the gulls and ruining Pigeonpaw's chance since she was already creeping toward them. All he could do was wait in intrigued anticipation.

pidgeon December 24th, 2019 12:49 AM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 625128)

Fawnsqueak pawed at the sand, kicking it from one side to the other to keep himself occupied, afraid he'd take up a different nervous habit that wasn't so innocuous. "I'm glad," he said, genuine and grateful, "I'd... hate to be forcing you to stick around me, so..." The thought of it crippled his heart, if Pigeonpaw was merely entertaining this friendship in an effort to spare his feelings. Even if she was, Fawnsqueak silently promised that he'd hopefully make it worth her while by bringing her to as many breath-taking landscapes as he could find.

When she mentioned the gulls, Fawnsqueak followed her line of sight and tipped his head at the strange birds. "Those?" he questioned, gawking, visibly baffled by the thought of eating that. He'd seen in on the fresh-kill pile--rarely--but had no idea this is where they were. Admiration sparked in him as she spoke of her own experience with the creatures, and he added his awed "congratulations" in response to her victory. "Wow, that'd honestly be kind of cool if you could." Not only was he curious about them, but he wanted to watch how a cat would nab it.

Peering on, awestruck, he hushed to avoid startling the gulls and ruining Pigeonpaw's chance since she was already creeping toward them. All he could do was wait in intrigued anticipation.
Pigeonpaw stalked forward, her tail twitching with excitement, but she was careful not to let it touch the ground. She had previously been unsuccessful in properly sneaking up on the last bird she caught, and it had seen her. She was determined to do it right this time. Although...remaining unseen by an entire flock of huge birds in a vastly open expanse was rather difficult. She tried to use rocks and debris as shelter as she crept along the beach, carefully, slowly...

Mouse-dung! yet again, she had been spotted by the nearest gull, just as she was getting ready to spring. It began charging towards her, just as the last one had. Well, this worked last time, so I'll try it again! Despite the charging of the angry bird, the apprentice leaped, but misfired and landed just short of it. She realized in an instant the mistake she made.

The seagull was nearly as big as she was, and it was squawking like mad. It ran her down, beating her with its wings and pecking at her as she batted feebly at it, eventually being forced to retreat. She booked it as fast as she could back to where Fawnsqueak was watching, and by that point, she was far enough away that the gull had lost interest, satisfied with having chased her off. She let out one last hiss in its direction.

"Well, that was embarrassing." She let out a half-hearted chuckle, turning her head to groom her ruffled fur, which was sticking up all over the place now. "That uh, wasn't exactly how that was supposed to go." She hoped that her pursuit was at least humorous to watch, instead of pitiful. She held onto that thought and tried to convince herself of that, instead of assuming she'd just made a huge fool of herself in front of her friend.

Fawn December 26th, 2019 06:37 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by BILL. (Post 624461)
"The Star Cats are jerks." Lionstar couldn't help but huff, reminded of his awful leadership ceremony. What bullies! "I don't like them, Pine Fawn-- they harassed me."

Leaving the cave, he headed back down the path he had taken to get there. "I don't know why everyone here likes them so much," he admitted to Fawnsqueak. "They weren't nice at all. They didn't help me-- the only one I liked was that forgiveness cat. She made me feel powerful."

@Dipper
"You never did really tell me much about your leader ceremony," he mused to the thick atmosphere and not Lionstar in particular. "Sorry that they were kind of jerks to you..." Half-disguised as clearing his throat, he added quickly, "I bet you deserved it." It was with a playfully sly glance because although he was joking, it could still easily be true.

Not only did they like the 'Star Cats', but they fought wars over them, and it was all so... depressing, tragic. Cringeworthy. "You're not going to drag RiverClan into a war over something dumb like them, are you?" he asked, nose wrinkled. "Like that... Dark Forest thing. That was... weird." He'd been a kit and hardly remembered anything, except a few clanmates going unhinged and attacking supporters of StarClan.

Fawn January 5th, 2020 01:50 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 625134)
Pigeonpaw stalked forward, her tail twitching with excitement, but she was careful not to let it touch the ground. She had previously been unsuccessful in properly sneaking up on the last bird she caught, and it had seen her. She was determined to do it right this time. Although...remaining unseen by an entire flock of huge birds in a vastly open expanse was rather difficult. She tried to use rocks and debris as shelter as she crept along the beach, carefully, slowly...

Mouse-dung! yet again, she had been spotted by the nearest gull, just as she was getting ready to spring. It began charging towards her, just as the last one had. Well, this worked last time, so I'll try it again! Despite the charging of the angry bird, the apprentice leaped, but misfired and landed just short of it. She realized in an instant the mistake she made.

The seagull was nearly as big as she was, and it was squawking like mad. It ran her down, beating her with its wings and pecking at her as she batted feebly at it, eventually being forced to retreat. She booked it as fast as she could back to where Fawnsqueak was watching, and by that point, she was far enough away that the gull had lost interest, satisfied with having chased her off. She let out one last hiss in its direction.

"Well, that was embarrassing." She let out a half-hearted chuckle, turning her head to groom her ruffled fur, which was sticking up all over the place now. "That uh, wasn't exactly how that was supposed to go." She hoped that her pursuit was at least humorous to watch, instead of pitiful. She held onto that thought and tried to convince herself of that, instead of assuming she'd just made a huge fool of herself in front of her friend.
Leaned forward with piqued interest, Fawnsqueak's fur fluffed when he saw the bird's reaction, unlike any he'd witnessed before. He'd been expecting a terrified flight but got an intense fight--what kind of monsters were these? And even more incredible, Pigeonpaw hadn't fled from it the second they were aware this was no normal bird encounter. Heart pounding, his paws were fixed into the sand despite the urge to flee, hackles raised in a warning to the rest of them. "Pigeonpaw!" he called, voice cracking in urgency after noticing the abuse of the seagull had descended upon her. He finally had enough wits to take a battle stance and let out a rough hiss at the thing, only relaxing when its withdrawal became apparent.

Fawnsqueak was still wide-eyed and wild-furred by the time he peered to Pigeonpaw, concerned. "Are you okay?" he asked immediately over her comment, which he brushed off with a shake of his head. "You just... literally got chased down by a bird and you're calling it embarrassing? I-- I'm pretty sure traumatizing is the more appropriate word here." Looking beyond Pigeonpaw, his eyes narrowed at the flock of downright evil.

pidgeon January 6th, 2020 03:41 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 627304)

Leaned forward with piqued interest, Fawnsqueak's fur fluffed when he saw the bird's reaction, unlike any he'd witnessed before. He'd been expecting a terrified flight but got an intense fight--what kind of monsters were these? And even more incredible, Pigeonpaw hadn't fled from it the second they were aware this was no normal bird encounter. Heart pounding, his paws were fixed into the sand despite the urge to flee, hackles raised in a warning to the rest of them. "Pigeonpaw!" he called, voice cracking in urgency after noticing the abuse of the seagull had descended upon her. He finally had enough wits to take a battle stance and let out a rough hiss at the thing, only relaxing when its withdrawal became apparent.

Fawnsqueak was still wide-eyed and wild-furred by the time he peered to Pigeonpaw, concerned. "Are you okay?" he asked immediately over her comment, which he brushed off with a shake of his head. "You just... literally got chased down by a bird and you're calling it embarrassing? I-- I'm pretty sure traumatizing is the more appropriate word here." Looking beyond Pigeonpaw, his eyes narrowed at the flock of downright evil.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Pigeonpaw huffed, pelt still bristling involuntarily as she fought to groom it back into place. She wanted to look brave, but she had subconsciously pressed close to Fawnsqueak in fear. "I really did catch one before. This one was just...angrier, I guess." She glared down the beach at the flock of giant birds, silently furious that they'd made a fool of her. She licked one deformed paw and drew it over her ear to hide her disgruntled expression.

Fawn January 6th, 2020 04:35 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 627776)
"Yeah, I'm okay," Pigeonpaw huffed, pelt still bristling involuntarily as she fought to groom it back into place. She wanted to look brave, but she had subconsciously pressed close to Fawnsqueak in fear. "I really did catch one before. This one was just...angrier, I guess." She glared down the beach at the flock of giant birds, silently furious that they'd made a fool of her. She licked one deformed paw and drew it over her ear to hide her disgruntled expression.
The press into him was met with initial surprise, then he melted at it, flattered and smiling like a stupid mouse-brain despite their perilous interaction with those demon birds. "Yeah, I.. I'm sure," he said, somewhat breathless, "but personally, I think I'll stick with hunting things that aren't going to fight back. You're way more daring than I am, geez." After a second of examining them, he wondered if they'd have better luck attempting to take one down together or if they'd anger the entire flock. Probably a bad idea.

His attention was drawn back to Pigeonpaw when she moved, and he blinked, startled. "Whoa." It'd immediately spilled from him, awed. And he nearly leaped to his paws to spin around and face her, basically shoving his nose to her paws as he got a better look. How could he not have noticed that before? It was amazing! "You-- your paws, they're--! I had no clue you had another toe on your paws! That's so cool, how does it feel?" Realizing he was gushing a bit, he withdrew with an embarrassed cough. "Sorry, I mean.. it's just.. it's nice. Your paws look nice."

pidgeon January 6th, 2020 06:04 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 627828)

The press into him was met with initial surprise, then he melted at it, flattered and smiling like a stupid mouse-brain despite their perilous interaction with those demon birds. "Yeah, I.. I'm sure," he said, somewhat breathless, "but personally, I think I'll stick with hunting things that aren't going to fight back. You're way more daring than I am, geez." After a second of examining them, he wondered if they'd have better luck attempting to take one down together or if they'd anger the entire flock. Probably a bad idea.

His attention was drawn back to Pigeonpaw when she moved, and he blinked, startled. "Whoa." It'd immediately spilled from him, awed. And he nearly leaped to his paws to spin around and face her, basically shoving his nose to her paws as he got a better look. How could he not have noticed that before? It was amazing! "You-- your paws, they're--! I had no clue you had another toe on your paws! That's so cool, how does it feel?" Realizing he was gushing a bit, he withdrew with an embarrassed cough. "Sorry, I mean.. it's just.. it's nice. Your paws look nice."
Pigeonpaw was caught off-guard by the sudden barrage of compliments. Her pale green eyes widened in surprise as she looked from Fawnsqueak to her paws and back again, a bit embarrassed. She was a little self-conscious about them, but cats rarely commented on her condition.
"O-Oh, yeah, I have extra toes," She nodded awkwardly. "Two on each paw, actually! It's kinda weird for most things; I trip over my own paws all the time. And it makes it a little harder to be sneaky. But for like, making killing blows on prey and stuff, they can be useful. Then again, I've always been like this, so it's not like I have anything to compare it to in my own experience," she grinned sheepishly as she explained.

"Thank you," she blinked sweetly at him, not entirely understanding why he was so fascinated, but enthralled nonetheless. "You're the first cat to ever think they're cool, actually. I'm pretty sure my mentor thinks they prevent me from training properly."

Fawn January 6th, 2020 06:24 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 627852)
Pigeonpaw was caught off-guard by the sudden barrage of compliments. Her pale green eyes widened in surprise as she looked from Fawnsqueak to her paws and back again, a bit embarrassed. She was a little self-conscious about them, but cats rarely commented on her condition.
"O-Oh, yeah, I have extra toes," She nodded awkwardly. "Two on each paw, actually! It's kinda weird for most things; I trip over my own paws all the time. And it makes it a little harder to be sneaky. But for like, making killing blows on prey and stuff, they can be useful. Then again, I've always been like this, so it's not like I have anything to compare it to in my own experience," she grinned sheepishly as she explained.

"Thank you," she blinked sweetly at him, not entirely understanding why he was so fascinated, but enthralled nonetheless. "You're the first cat to ever think they're cool, actually. I'm pretty sure my mentor thinks they prevent me from training properly."
Fawnsqueak's eyes were as big as saucers. "Wait, two extra?" he echoed, then stole a peek at her paws only to raise his head and stare at her again, astonished. "Wow, there they are-- it's so... I don't know, amazing, I guess? Maybe.. that's not the right word." In his preoccupied state, he couldn't think of a better one and was too wrapped up in examining her paws. Suddenly, he had an idea and enacted it by placing his paw by hers to see the difference. "I can't believe I never saw them before," he admitted, somewhat embarrassed by that but still awed, "and they're so neat, too. Look at that!" Fawnsqueak spread his toes out and just barely reached the size of hers with the lack of digits working against him. It was with enamored clarity that he said, "It's like a special power."

Gawking, he couldn't imagine anybody not thinking that it was cool. "What, really? But it's... it's two extra toes-- you have extra toes," he stressed as if these others had completely missed what made it incredible, his gaze glittering as he spoke. The revelation had rendered him starstruck. "Look, I'm not even convinced your mentor is real at this point." It was a joke but half-true since no 'Birchsnow' came to mind. Brushing it off, he went on, "I don't think any amount of extra toes would've helped you get the seagull, honestly."

pidgeon January 7th, 2020 08:11 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 627854)

Fawnsqueak's eyes were as big as saucers. "Wait, two extra?" he echoed, then stole a peek at her paws only to raise his head and stare at her again, astonished. "Wow, there they are-- it's so... I don't know, amazing, I guess? Maybe.. that's not the right word." In his preoccupied state, he couldn't think of a better one and was too wrapped up in examining her paws. Suddenly, he had an idea and enacted it by placing his paw by hers to see the difference. "I can't believe I never saw them before," he admitted, somewhat embarrassed by that but still awed, "and they're so neat, too. Look at that!" Fawnsqueak spread his toes out and just barely reached the size of hers with the lack of digits working against him. It was with enamored clarity that he said, "It's like a special power."

Gawking, he couldn't imagine anybody not thinking that it was cool. "What, really? But it's... it's two extra toes-- you have extra toes," he stressed as if these others had completely missed what made it incredible, his gaze glittering as he spoke. The revelation had rendered him starstruck. "Look, I'm not even convinced your mentor is real at this point." It was a joke but half-true since no 'Birchsnow' came to mind. Brushing it off, he went on, "I don't think any amount of extra toes would've helped you get the seagull, honestly."
Pigeonpaw couldn't stifle a small giggle at Fawnsqueak's continued excitement.
"A super power? I dunno about all that," She lifted one paw to look at it. Well, maybe it was kinda cool after all. She'd never particularly seen it that way. But also, the gray tabby was terrible at taking compliments. Her pelt felt warm, and embarrassed wasn't exactly the right word, but she certainly felt awkward. Appreciative, nonetheless.

"But, thank you, really. It's...really nice of you to say all that." She glanced back across at the gulls, remembering her encounter with them before--the one that had been actually successful. "You'd be surprised by the extra amount of force a couple of toes can give you. My paws are like...two paws in one. Except on all four. So that's like...eight paws."

Fawn January 8th, 2020 01:04 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Casper (Post 628225)
Pigeonpaw couldn't stifle a small giggle at Fawnsqueak's continued excitement.
"A super power? I dunno about all that," She lifted one paw to look at it. Well, maybe it was kinda cool after all. She'd never particularly seen it that way. But also, the gray tabby was terrible at taking compliments. Her pelt felt warm, and embarrassed wasn't exactly the right word, but she certainly felt awkward. Appreciative, nonetheless.

"But, thank you, really. It's...really nice of you to say all that." She glanced back across at the gulls, remembering her encounter with them before--the one that had been actually successful. "You'd be surprised by the extra amount of force a couple of toes can give you. My paws are like...two paws in one. Except on all four. So that's like...eight paws."
Through the haze of this genuinely thrilling discovery, he somehow managed to realize that maybe she wasn't as fond of the conversation as he was, and he let out an awkward cough as he backed off. "Sorry," he repeated, "I just-- it's... weird and cool, y'know? I bet you'll be unbeatable in hunting and fighting once you're a warrior. Not that, uh, it'd be solely because you have nice paws or anything..." Trailing off, he was reluctant to continue in fear he'd trip over his words and butcher the meaning beyond recognition.

Fawnsqueak coughed, averting his gaze to the beach and scuffing a paw at the sand. In the time they'd been out here, it seemed the sunset had dipped too low for optimal viewing, and he asked, "It's probably... going to get kind of cold soon, do you think we should head back? Maybe-- if we're lucky, I mean, we might be able to find something else to bring to the Clan." He wasn't about to risk his life for a seagull.

pidgeon January 10th, 2020 12:55 PM
Re: Lionsbeach
 
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dipper (Post 628391)

Through the haze of this genuinely thrilling discovery, he somehow managed to realize that maybe she wasn't as fond of the conversation as he was, and he let out an awkward cough as he backed off. "Sorry," he repeated, "I just-- it's... weird and cool, y'know? I bet you'll be unbeatable in hunting and fighting once you're a warrior. Not that, uh, it'd be solely because you have nice paws or anything..." Trailing off, he was reluctant to continue in fear he'd trip over his words and butcher the meaning beyond recognition.

Fawnsqueak coughed, averting his gaze to the beach and scuffing a paw at the sand. In the time they'd been out here, it seemed the sunset had dipped too low for optimal viewing, and he asked, "It's probably... going to get kind of cold soon, do you think we should head back? Maybe-- if we're lucky, I mean, we might be able to find something else to bring to the Clan." He wasn't about to risk his life for a seagull.
Pigeonpaw glanced out at the ocean, the bright red from the sunset now disappearing in place of a pale blue night sky. She could see the beginnings of Silverpelt beginning to light up above them. She took it all in for a moment, still enjoying this scenery, even if the most breathtaking hour was gone by.

"Yeah, I guess we should be heading back," She nodded, turning her soft green gaze back to Fawnsqueak. "I bet if we work together, we can snag a squirrel or something on the way! I can show you that I really can hunt," She laughed lightly, making a little fake-swipe gesture with one paw.


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