| Gnawingpaw |
5 Moons - WindClan Apprentice
Lyrebird's Lullaby - Active | Well Insulated - Active | Bilingual [T1] - Active
Continuing through the shore of sifting through dirt to find treasu- erm... bones... yeah... that... had left Gnawingpaw with a coat of mud on her paws unlike any she'd ever allowed herself to sport. Not necessarily vain when it came to her looks, she still couldn't help but wrinkle her nose at the sight. It was awfully reminiscent of the dung headed deputy, seeing as how all he was good for was trailing dust and debris all over the camp. Playfully, she clapped her forepaws together, a cloud of dust flying out. The action coaxing a kittenish trill of laughter from the apprentice, she clapped a few times again, more clouds of dust forming until they coaxed a sneeze from the calico.
"Well lookee here. Ya'd have thunk I'd be used to the dust after livin' in it for so long. Guess even a mighty deputy like meself gets taken down by a few specks o' dirt e'rry now and 'gain. No wonder I keep gettin' taken down by me own 'pprentices all the time," the large she-kit chirped away in Crowtooth's voice, momentarily looking to the side by instinct, grin plastered on her face as she searched for someone who wasn't there.
Tiny ears flattened as Gnawingpaw momentarily faltered, remembering she didn't have her shadow next to her all the time anymore. Seeds would have laughed at that... and Ber would have probably... well... stared. Something. But instead she was here alone. Like she'd always been ever since Twilightstar had taken away her position as one of the treasured litter. A tiny scowl lit up her features soon enough, however, the she-cat refusing to let herself get down over this. She would just have to find her own new treasure and regain her spot among her littermates, was all... So what if Seeds was gone? She just had to find her and prove how like, necessary to the family she was.
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