[occultation]

Originally Posted by Wingnettle

Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes


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Ashpaw was grooming himself in a lovely sunlit spot at the edges of the clearing, paying close attention to clean his face thoroughly by rubbing his right paw against his cheeks. He looked forward to participate in the border patrol Copperfire had assigned him to, but was also worried about his lacking of experience about his own territory. Suddenly he stopped grooming and stared ahead at the camp entrance, wondering if he should say something about it or stay silent. There was still some time before the patrol would set off, but Ashpaw was too uncertain to do anything besides waiting there and let time pass.

His mind wandered back at when he had asked Darkpetal, his mentor, to take him out on a territory tour. Not once, but many times. His shoulders sagged as he recalled how the gray tom had disappeared many times, leaving him to train with other warriors and coming back every now and then to chat pointlessly. "But... he seemed to really care about me. I can't judge him so harshly." he murmured to himself, before flopping down on the ground and deciding to take a nap. He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to come, but his mind wouldn't clear itself.

Ashpaw laid on the ground with a frowned expression, eyes still closed as he kept his position stubbornly trying to force himself to sleep.

Cloudspots caught sight of an apprentice with a concerned look on his face, lying opposite him in a sunny spot. After all the trouble Wisteriapaw had been lately, Cloudspots was hesitant to get himself involved with yet another apprentice. Then again, this apprentice was actually here, unlike Wisteriapaw.

Besides, the young of the Clan often needed more support than they got. Life as a Clan cat was certainly not easy. Every day was a risk. Many apprentices didn’t make it to their warrior ceremonies. If Cloudspots could do something to help this young cat reach his warrior ceremony, then he wanted to.

He padded over to him. “Hello!” he mewed. “Do you need help?” A rather awkward introduction, but Cloudspots didn’t have a reputation for being particularly charismatic.