October 15th, 2024, 03:13 PM
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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by Spider
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Fishkit ▲ She/Her ▲ Kit ▲ 7M ▲ ShadowClan
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[ @ alec ]
Fishkit was about to take another step when a sharp voice caught her attention, flicking her ear int the direction of the cat she realized it was the dark furred medicine cat apprentice… Rookfire why was he repeating what she already knew? She thought, she knew to take it easy as if she could do much anyways, and she knew not to sneak out didnt this blasted scar already prove that? Fishkit let out a small quiet growl that rumbled in her throat. Fishkit flicked her green eyes at the tom “ Yeah, yeah i know. she meowed, rolling her shoulders before tuning her gaze away from Rookfire.
(Fishys emotions dont reflect my own <3 )
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the quiet noise escaping the kits throat wasnt overheard, ears proving to still work phenomenally even though one of them was more akin to spiky fur than what one could describe as an ear at this point, yet he decided to say nothing, even letting the less than satisfactory reply pass. perhaps he was in a good mood, though he wouldnt admit as such but whilst rookfire wasnt normally one to ask questions if he didnt care, the kits obvious distain in speaking to him pushed the medic to ask one anyway. "yer excited for yer apprenticeship aye?" he hummed, trying to remember what it was like for him as a kit. to have his apprenticeship on the horizon and being without the knowledge of what to expect. honestly, he could hardly remember anything for that time and had to doubt heavily he ever really understood what was happening until he was taught how to hunt the first time, out of camp in the biting cold with a body weakened from sickness and still recovering from near starving in the outskirts.
he didnt particularly like the kit, yet couldnt help but hope she would have a good apprenticeship, a mentor who knew how to handle and mold her into a proper warrior without any more instances of rule breaking and life threatening injury. not long after the thought crossed his mind, the former enforcer filed it with other things he preferred to not think about, wondering what this recent increase in such thoughts had to say about him...besides the point, at the present moment he was soaked in muddy water and chatting up a kit he didnt like for no reason besides the fact that the overdue soon to be apprentice appeared to be enjoying this far less than he was.
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