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Originally Posted by ConfusedCas
Ambercloud had quickly gotten used to the way Burnetsky acted but she was curious as to why. She hadn't been around any other cat who spoke the way she did but she thought it was something unique that the she-cat had. Sort of like my stubby tail! She had always been oddly proud of her bobtail even though it threw her off balance and caused her warrior ceremony to be delayed however she thought it made her stand out, and that made her happy.
Her ears perked up in surprise as she hadn't expected to be dared back. Excitement bubbled inside her and made her fill with energy. "Alright! Let's not get too deep though, wouldn't want to get whisked away would we?" Again she had only been half joking but it was a fearful thought. Ambercloud gingerly touched her paw into the freezing water and instead of making her flinch backwards it only fueled her excitement. Bunching up her muscles she launched herself into the shallow part of the river and landed clumsily on the loose pebbles. Because of her not-so-smooth landing the water drenched up to her shoulder before she quickly straightened herself up. Now it only reached slightly passed her stomach. Amberclouds amber gaze drifted towards Burnetsky and she noticed the lengthy scar across the she-cats side. "What happened?" She asked, clueless that she may be asking about unpleasant memories. The ginger she-cat always said things without thinking and occasionally she would insult some of her fellow clanmates without realizing it, but she never meant to hurt their feelings. |
The water that was splashed from Ambercloud's leap drenched Burnetsky; now instead of her underside being the only part of her wet, not her entire top was as well. "Hey!" she squeaked good-naturedly, a smile spreading on her maw, a giggle escaping from it. Burnetsky shook her pelt,trying to release the water from her pelt. "Y'know," she meowed, her green eyes flashing with emotion, "Not, not many cats hang out with me, because of the way I, the way I talk. They typically think that I'm not good enough for them." Burnetsky then paddled over, closer to Ambercloud, her paws brushing against the pebbles on the bottom of the stream, kicking the, up as she went. And as she did so, Burnetsky counted everytime her paws slid through the water. One, two, three, four. "Oh, this," Burnetsky mewed, gesturing towards the long scar, "There was a border skirmish when I was an apprentice, with, with ShadowClan, and then one of the warriors gave me, gave me this scar." A sudden frown came across her features. It was a painful memory, first the anger of getting so badly injured, and then the pain of sitting in the medicine cat den for almost a moon, waiting for the skin to heal over so she could return to her duties as normal. Though that eventually happened, she had never gotten the chance to regrow the fur over that particular spot, giving her the scar forever. But it wasn't too terrible, as the longer parts of her pelt covered it when she wasn't prancing around in the stream.. Still, it was a horrendous memoir of the worst battle she had been in, with the ShadowClan cat so ruthless.Why, why, why did she have to ask? Burnetsky wondered. I don't like remembering it...
Burnetsky cleared her throat, trying to eliminate the awkwardness that had blossomed in the air. "How- how about you tail?" She inquired quietly, "You were born with it, right? Or was it a fox trap? I heard that cat can get their tail stuck in there, and it can chop- chop it right off! " Burnetsky's ears twitched quietly as water spurted up into them, trying to hide her embarrassment at what she had just so enthusiastically.