[silver.]

batpaw // he/him // 9 moons
purrks: shadow fiend [INACTIVE]
74/100

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What better time to be caught in a hailstorm? Rolling around in some leaves outside the camp entrance, the apprentice giggles to himself, batting at one while laying on his back. Leaf-fall was definitely the best. All these crunchy leaves for him to play with and roll around in... Ah, the sound they made when he jumped onto them! He loved it so! That is until his pleasant day is ruined by something hard and cold pelting into his soft belly fur. Growling, he immediately scrambles to his feet and looks around the the culprit... Only to find none. Blinking in surprise, head swivels from side to side expecting to see some idiot nearby throwing pebbles at him-- maybe Rufflepaw or Rainypaw-- but nope. No one is there. Huffing and scenting the air, thinking maybe they were hiding, a small chunk of frozen rain hits him square between the eyes.

Uh, ow?! What the--?

And then another bounces off of his skull, this time narrowly missing an eye. And that's when he realizes it's time to take cover. Hissing bitter words under his breath, paws carry him back into the clearing as quickly as he can manage. It's crazy in here! Cats running for shelter and screaming... If his head wasn't pounding he'd laugh at the poor saps! But he doesn't have time to think as another chunk hits him in the back of the head and has him seeing stars. Wobbling on his paws a bit, he shakes his head as if that alone will will away the double vision, and he slowly tries to make his way to the closest den to take cover.

[open]

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snowecho // he/they // 32 moons
purrks: -

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Judging by the scrambling and shouting from outside the warriors' den, they figure it's best if they just stay inside... Whatever was happening out there was causing chaos beyond belief and that definitely wasn't something Snowecho wanted to deal with. He'd been hit on the head once-- definitely didn't need Starclan to hit him with round two.

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