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Originally Posted by littlelove
Cinderpaw was up to something. Something she was sure plenty of warriors would say was no good, but hey -- she wasn't breaking any rules, or snarling in their faces. If they found a way to drag her through the dirt with this, she would be all out of ideas. A quiet little rebellion laid at her paws in the form of a nest.
She was never the best at making them, but who the hell would make a proper one for her here, right outside the apprentice's den? She had formed the moss and bracken as off to the side as possible, as not to be in anyone's way, but it still gave her a an easy view of the entrance - and any intruders who would want to make their way in.
The overgrown apprentice didn't trust a single face in this clan to protect them. Not after they'd made dirt directly on the memory of a kitten. Not after every single one of her words were carried away only by the wind. So if fighting with words didn't work, all there was to do was be a wall and stand in the way of devastation. As long as none of them turned out like she had, that would be enough.
If someone was to vilify her for this? Well, Cinderpaw supposed she had no other choice but to let them.
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Beankit had poked his head into the den to see if his friend Coldpaw was in there, but the kittens curousity of what the odder apprentice was doing got the better of him. he slunk over silently to mew "why you build by entrance?" he asked, this kit not at all staying still for a mintue "Cinder lord! .... Cinderstar? .... Cinder of winds? i Beankit the Stinkiest Bean!"