{SORRY THIS IS SO LATE GUYS!!}
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Originally Posted by Ever
Tawnypaw let forced herself a little straighter when she caught a blur of company headed her way. She recognized him from around, but she'd never really spoken with him. In the early moons she hadn't been in the nursery so she hadn't really bonded with any of the other kits and was only really making friends now. Her tail tip curled as she listened with perked ears, trying to hide that she was upset. It's not like he would understand what she was going through anyways, and Tawny wasn't one to want to burden another cat with her daily troubles. She shrugged at his response, though not rudely, just a friendly one. "Sure, I'm Tawnypaw." She said as her first statement, Tawny hadn't picked up her mother's characteristic of denying people answers. She never minded when people asked her things, she found it more as supportive. "Have you been training today?" She asked lightly, trying to find something a little better than the average small talk to create some relationship on. Like her mother, she quite despised small talk and more so enjoyed to cut to the chase. The dark tabby was very curious and right now she had met a new cat, so she instantly wanted to know his life story; but some insight to his character would be a good start. Tawnypaw loved to feel like she knew everything that there was to know. |
Canarypaw smiled when she said sure. He liked it when other cats accepted his company, it let him know that he was doing a good job at conversations and that he still had a knack for social situations. Sitting down, the golden tom listened to her question, then thought about it a little. "Yeah, I've done some small training today, just a few simple things like going hunting and practicing a few battle moves." He meowed, shrugging like it was nothing. But he noticed that she seemed to simply push through a few levels of meeting a new cat to a higher one. Pretty much, she was starting with a high level of questions from getting to know him. So, he would do the same. Just a little slower though. "What about you Tawnypaw? How are your fighting and hunting skills?" Green eyes sparkling with a little hint of laughter, Canarypaw but his lip to avoid smiling. A small smile still escaped though. His tone when he said that had come out a little teasingly, and Canarypaw hoped he hadn't offended The dark colored molly.
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Originally Posted by woly
Daypaw nodded,"Im going to be the best medicine cat Shadowclan has ever seen, just watch." this was something Daypaw told themselves when they felt the world was against them. Whether it be because of waking up in the middle night with a night terror, or having to deal with ungrateful cats who they were just trying to help. "For what they said to me Canarypaw, I dont mind if Halestar goes harsh on them." that was something Daypaw admired about their brother, was his ever lasting positivity for other cats. That was something that seperated the two of them, Daypaw seeing things in a more factual and realistic way rather then just good things. Though it was still something Day loved about their brother, its something that they couldnt have. To see things in a positive light. |
Green eyes turned to look at Daypaw, full of belief and encouragement. "I don't doubt that one bit." Canarypaw even thought that Daypaw would be an amazing medicine cat, better than all of the rest. But maybe that was just him being a little biased as well. Since Daypaw was his littermate. At Daypaw's next words, Canarypaw's ears dropped a little. He knew that they were always pretty grumpy, so he couldn't really base the actions of this cat that had hurt them off of thier tone. "Well, I'm sure Halestar will give them what the deserve, nothing more, or nothing less." Camarypaw's words were tight and strained, he didn't want to say them. He knew that cats needed to get punished, but the thought of it was still... Wrong to Canarypaw. Maybe if he got in trouble one day, he would understand why punishment had to be given out. But that was the thing. Canarypaw upheld the warrior code with his life, and he did most everything he was told. He had never really gotten into trouble. So he didn't know what it would feel like.
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Originally Posted by Liquoris
[I'm so sorry this is late and short, I've had a lot going on lately irl xD]
Brokenshadow smiled at her new friend. "There are a few things we do that most cats don't, especially in the marshes," she said. "Would you like to learn them? They're a bit strange when you think about it, but I promise the longer you practice the easier it becomes to remember to do it." She flicked her tail slightly, hoping he wanted to learn the surprisingly simple way to get across the marsh.
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Appledash nodded his head vigorously. "Oh yes please! I have the worst time in navigating through the marshes." The times the ginger-furred warrior had been out there had been a nightmare for him. He wasn't used to the countless pools of slippery mud or the scratchy pine trees that made up Shadowclan's territory. He would love to learn their secrets. But being from Thunderclan, and even being born half rogue, Appledash hadn't had many friends through his lifetime. His best friend, outside of his family, had been his mentor, Cypressthorn. But the other tom was dead, gone, and Applrdash missed him unconditionally. Cypressthorn had been the only one that understood Apple. Even if he had been a little gruff on the outside, Appledash had gotten to know him really well. Appledash shook himself from his thoughts, standing up. "Well then I'll practice my hardest!" Appledash suddenly felt like an apprentice again, excited to learn the ways of his clan. Then that would make Brokenshadow his mentor. Apple snorted a little at tth thought, amusement sparkling in his vibrant green eyes.