[Rose]

 

Originally Posted by Hawk_Boi

Troutpaw bounded into the clearing, looking around excitedly. She stumbled and nearly fell down as she narrowly avoided stepping on someone’s tail, smiling sheepishly. “Sorry!” She slowed her pace and stood near the middle of the clearing, scanning the area for Minkpaw.

@Orchid

Minkpaw

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Monkey's Paw Purrk & Flock Together (T1)

Minkpaw was a feather-brain of a sister. Not only had she slept in, but she'd nearly almost forgotten that she'd promised to spend the day with her last remaining family member; Troutpaw. A pang of longing hit her, then, halting her in her tracks as she scrabbled out of her nest. Oh, how she wished Raccoonpelt were here. Or Flintkit, or Martenkit. Minkpaw had not been very close with Troutpaw -- Really, of all her family, she had been closest to Flintkit and Raccoonpelt, but her father and brother were long gone now, just like her other sister Martenkit, so Minkpaw had decided that she'd put in the effort to form a proper bond with Troutpaw.

Stumbling out of the apprentice's den, the pretty, smaller-than-average female let out a hiss of alarm and pain as she was assaulted by the sunlight. Her pupils dilated, the pale-blue of her irises disappearing behind an expanse of black. "Moon above." Minkpaw whispered faintly, squeezing her photosensitive eyes shut and counting down the seconds until she could bear the stinging pain. When it had abated, or at least, when she'd gotten used to the burning, Minkpaw shuddered and opened her eyes again, her frail body wobbling a moment before she picked her way over to Troutpaw.

"Hello." Her voice was quieter than she'd like it to be, but Minkpaw didn't repeat the greeting. She just hoped her sister had heard her. Belatedly, feeling rather sheepish, the snow-colored molly became aware of the state she was in; she'd not stopped to groom herself after she'd awoken. She'd just scrambled out of her nest and into the clearing, which made for quite knotted and tangled and littered with something-grimy fur. Yikes, Minkpaw hadn't been aware she was an active sleeper.