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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Plumpaw - He/Him
Agatha Kitty || Silver Tongue || Mind Reader
Plumpaw's grin faltered, his excitement dimming with each brisk word from Bumblestar. She sounded more like a snappy queen than a true leader. Was this all their big day meant to her? Her hurried, almost indifferent tone made him feel like an afterthought, an inconvenience interrupting more important matters.
At the very least his clanmates held more enthusiasm then her. He turned to face them, their cheers lifting his spirits once more. Plumpaw smiled, wider than he felt he should, not wanting to seem ungrateful in front of the clan.
He also eyed over the crowd, wondering which of their voices belonged to Sharpclaw. It confused Plumpaw that the warrior hadn't stepped up to greet him. He'd seen it done before at other ceremonies, warriors and apprentices excitedly touching noses and introducing themselves. Did his mentor think he was a waste of time too? The air around him felt colder all of sudden, and not just because it was leaf-bare.
He faced forward again, this time turning to look over at Cloudpaw. He didn't want to think of such things right now... not on his special day!
"Congrats, Cloudpaw!" his voice, loud and sweet, masked any disappointment he had felt earlier. "Hey, maybe we'll get to train together,".
Then he turned away from the Stormcrest, and as he did he drew his eyes over his clanmates a second time, hoping that his mentor was watching him from the crowd. He couldn't put a face to their name yet, but that didn't worry him. He'd find them soon enough and give that dumb log a piece of his mind!
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Last edited by Tecumori; January 9th, 2024 at 05:25 PM.
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