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Originally Posted by Marigoldwhisper

Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\13 moons\Shadowclan
"One man falls, another takes his place, he chases the wind until the end of his days."

Purrks: Silvertonuge T1 [ACTIVE] Kittysoftpaws T1 [ACTIVE]


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This was soooo silly! BOO! She wasn't sure what she was doing sitting out in the clearing for literally no reason. But hey, it's not like her MENTOR could take her out and help her LEARN THINGS. Probably because, oh I dunno, HE'S PROBABLY DEAD!?! (she wasn't entirely sure if he was, but stars above, he was useless, so he might as well be) Stars above! She was so ready to get up and completely blow up the sun! Yeah, you heard her! BLOW. UP. THE. SUN.

She definitely wanted to go somewhere with Spiderthorn or something. She really liked him, and yet, she barely saw them! Heck, she'd even take an interaction with the rat queen herself, at least she kept things interesting. But, until the next meeting, nothing of importance would be happening for her.

Well.... She kinda diiiiiiiddddd miss out on the leaf-bare gathering, but that kinda stuff was somewhat below her anyways. Listen to any clan other than her own? BLEH, BLAH! BORINGGGGG. She didn't give a rats butt what the heck was going on outside of her clan. Unless they were throwing death berries at her, she didn't care to figure it out. So what? She just knew what she wanted, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Though, if anycat here was worth acknowledging, THEY'D ENTERTAIN THIS POOR BOREDDDD ADULT. One whom would've LONG earned her warrior title if Foggymask wasn't a dirt poor mentor. Stars. Above.

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ROOKFIRE
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rookfire padded into camp, slowing from a trot to a brisk walk as he slipped through the entrance and shook out his dark fur. little water droplets, no doubt collected by walking through the thick fog that still hung heavy over some parts of the territory, slid out of his thick pelt at the motion, leaving his fur weirdly spikey. the medic was unbothered by any of this because in the process of shaking off the water, he had spotted magpiepaw and suddenly remembered the execution he had been ordered to execute a few nights ago. internally cringing, he strode over to the apprentice. he wasnt the biggest fan of her or her behaviour but she would find out eventually anyway and he was sure it would be better he tell her now than pretend nothing happened until her reassignment during the upcoming meeting. a part of him wanted to attempt to convince dawnstar to let him keep three apprentices so he could take up magpiepaw as his apprentice in addition to softpaw and cinderpaw but there were certain lines he didnt feel confident to cross just yet.
"magpiepaw, lockdown's treatin' ya well as i see" rookfire began, tone obviously sarcastic and poking at the fact that she had been looking quite huffy. "uhhm i got somethin' ta discuss with ye n its not because ye were actin' out for once" the medic continued, keeping up the humour and nudging magpiepaw further towards the edge of camp for a bit of privacy. he heavily doubted the two toned apprentice really cared for foggymask and would take the following information with grief but he didnt really feel like being disrupted by some other cats.
"ight so, yer mentor foggymask right? i assume ye havent seen em in a while n thats cuz hes dead. 'would'a suggested i take ye on as a apprentice if ya need reassignment but i cant take any more apprentices." claws pierced hardpacked soil as rookfire stretched out his legs, shifting where he sat to start grooming down the fur spiked up around his shoulders. some may say he was too casual about delivering the news of someone death but foggymask didnt deserve the honour of sadness or seriousness.