| Mousepaw |
Rounded ears perking up as Bigmum continued speaking, Mousepaw's eyes shone with excitement. There had been a
challenge?! Between Shadow- no, Mirehound and Cougarivy?! Admittedly, Mousepaw had no idea what a challenge was or what it entailed, but everyone had seemed to be very interested in it, so obviously, it had to be something fun, right? Right! From what was being explained, it seemed to be... a duel? What was a duel? Oh! Oh! A fight! Silly silly! They were going to fight!
Gasp! Wait! Hold up! Why were they going to fight? Did Mirehound and Cougarivy not like each other? If Mousepaw was to be honest, he didn't very much like Cougarivy himself. She had kits with Stinkyshadow.
And! And. She ignored them. A lot. Shader was alone so often. Hmph hmph! She was not a good mum, not like Sunsetthorn, who was the best mum ever! So of course, if they
had to fight, Mousepaw was hoping Mirehound would win. Mirehound was fun fun! He liked her. He hadn't spoken to her outside of that not-a-game so long ago, but that had been fun, and because of her, he'd met Auntie Larky! Yayayayay! As far as Mousepaw was concerned, Mirehound was one of the best!
But still... a fight for everyone to see? Was it like... like a play fight? Oh yeah yeah yeah. That's totally what it had to be! A super duper rough playing fight that you had to be an enforcer to participate in! And they could vote for which cat won?! Huzzah! Oh, oh! He would have to ask Fuzzy if they could go! He wanted to see the fight, he did he did, mmhmm.
Tapping white tipped toes happily on the ground as he hummed with glee, Mousepaw listened light-heartedly as foxes were mentioned out in the territory. Mousepaw knew what foxes were in passing, having heard the stories and warnings all kits were told, but truthfully he wasn't worried. Fuzzy wouldn't let anything happen to him. His Fuzzy was the best, yes yes yes! At this thought, the gray tom turned an adoring look upon his mentor, chest puffing out with pride, still uncertain how he'd been so luck to be matched with only the most awesomest mentor ever, but not about to ask.
The stocky apprentice's good mood lasted until Dawnstar brought up the matter at paw. About Mintbranch's horrible... stinky, stinky behavior! Mousepaw had no hard feelings about Ivysnake, not knowing anything about the molly outside of her being the Stinky's apprentice. He did not fault her for being mentored under him, however. Mousepaw had not chosen who his mentor was going to be, and if he had been handed to Stinkyshadow as an apprentice, he would have hoped nobody would judge him and compare him to his... his mother's father. Not more than by physique. But even if he had not liked her, he would have never left her out to be attacked without helping! But... but Mintbranch had. Even with his littermates there!
Look. Mousepaw understood. He was angry with his own littermate. When he saw his Hazely again, he was going to rip his ears in half. Not really. But he was going to be very sternly talking to him! Because! Because. He had missed their ceremony! Which was silly silly. But! But... He would never, ever, no matter how angry he was at his silly brother, just let a stinky fox attack him! He would die for his Hazely, even if his Hazely was being a stinkyhead. Just like he had to get strong so he could be there for Fuzzy, just like Fuzzy had been there for him. And for Auntie Larky! And his mum! And Shader and Wrenny and Darky... and everyone! Even Stinky. Because! He was a member of ShadowClan. And that was what clanmates did! Everyone he'd ever met had taught him that! Had someone forgotten to teach that to this evil one?
All this said and done, however, Mousepaw... didn't like either option. A Disgrace sounded fine... but... he would never trust this Mintbranch. If he didn't care for his littermates, then he was just like Stinky. And a cat who didn't care for his family, certainly did not care for his clan. Hmph. He didn't want him in the clan at all! But... but death? It was so... so final. So horrible. Was it really alright? He understood. He did. That he had left his clanmates to die. But they hadn't! So... couldn't they just do what he'd done? Leave him alone. If he didn't want to save anyone, then nobody should try to save him! Guide him out of the clan and never let him come back?
Verdant eyes blinked with uncertainty as he turned from the Shadowledge to his Fuzzy a few times, giving his mentor a questioning look. Mousepaw... he didn't dare speak. He was afraid of what his vote would entail. He didn't want a Disgrace. He didn't want him in the clan at all. But... He knew that if he was the one that had to shred him to bits now, he wouldn't be able to, even if he was strong enough to do it. Was that... was that the right call, though? Maybe... maybe Fuzzy knew better? Fuzzy had led by example all his kit life. He would follow Fuzzy's example now! After all, he was an enforcer too! Surely his opinion was the right one to have!
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Cherry~ [Shadowfur]
| I believe you are on hiatus, so feel free to ignore this completely! Just mentioning you in case you want to have Shadowfur notice Mousepaw's reaction when you come back. 
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