Sun'Cloud entered the clearing and his honey colored eyes shifted
among his clan-mates. He finds a spot in the clearing just to sit down
and relax. Sun'Cloud opened his jaws and let his tiredness escape them.
Carrying both pieces of prey back was a hassle. Juggling both a magpie and a robin took a special kind of talent. But he certainly wasn't going to make two trips, he would make it work with one. Happy now Sparrowstar? He thought smugly as he added the birds to the prey pile.
As he turned around it struck him, he was actually back in Thunderclan. He did it, albeit not as smoothly as he would've preferred. He was home. With that came the worst parts of course. His deep-seated hatred for the clearing was a reasonably one in his opinion.
The clearing was always packed full of his clanmates. Their eyes could always be felt burning into his fur. The muttered conversations he couldn't understand, but still felt like a direct attack. It was unreasonable, he knew that. But it didn't stop the way he felt, his brain would always tell him what they were saying, thinking. Which is why he froze as he turned around, struggling deeply to regain his composure and leave before anyone noticed his presence.
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Nightshade had been basking in a sun spot when the sound of another cat entering the camp caught her attention. She looked up and saw Pigeonhop. She wasn't too familiar with the tom but it never hurt to be friendly. Besides, he seemed like he was having a hard time with something.
She rose to her paws and trotted over to Pigeonhop before he could leave. "Hello. That's a nice catch you've got. Very impressive." They purred, hoping their friendly demeanor would help the other relax a bit.
Turning around to face the apprentice as he set down his little bundle, Sparrowstar tilted her head curiously at the little package of leaves.
"Well thank you Ospreypaw, but what warranted this sudden surprise?"
First Roosterflame decorates her den, and now Ospreypaw arrives with a gift? What on earth was she doing to warrant such things? As far as she was concerned, she was just doing her job within the clan. Nothing more than what most would do in her situation.
☄. *. ⋆ Ospreypaw
Ospreypaw felt a small rush of heat of embarrassment under his pelt, as he ducked his head slightly, softly kneading the ground, "I-uh, wanted to get you something for being such a cool leader and giving me the best mentor." His voice was quieter than when he had first came into the den as he was incredibly awkward at giving gifts at times. He also didn't want to mess up in front of Sparrowstar the leader! They would just be a disaster for him! Though he brought his gaze back up to the leader to wait for her response, ears slightly down in the embarrassment he still felt.
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Some part of him expected him to be approached. But he didn't expect it to be some boisterous apprentice. His eyes swept over the stocky build of the brown kit. He had no clue who the apprentice was either, whether that was from his absence, or just his lack of attention. He had never been one for bidding attention to those in the nursery.
"I have as much of a right to be here as you do." He snarled, before taking a deep breath and flattening the raised fur along his spine. "Despite that, I'm Pigeonhop. I just got back to Thunderclan after a - break"
He introduced, obvious annoyance in his tone. God just get this over with.
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Bumblebee - Mottlepaw @fernmass
The orange cream tabby was shocked to hear Sparrowstar assign her an apprentice. Bumblebee got on her paws and padded over to Mottlepaw dipping her head in greeting and bopping her nose to his. "Hello, Mottlepaw I'm Bumblebee." The she-cat said with a smile.
★・・Mottlepaw・・★
He scrutinized his gaze onto Bumblebee. Sizing her up from each corner of her orange cream pelt. He shrugged it off as he went to give back a nose boop. He flicked his tail, looking over his shoulder absent-mindlessly. He clicked his tongue as his eyes sharpened like the emerald they were. "When will we start training? What moves are we going through? When's hunting going to start?" He went rambling on about questions like that.
Eyeing Bumblebee to answer him directly, as if he were ordering her to quickly give him those answers. No one would oblige to those tiny threats he hinted at. He just had to prove to Blazingpaw that even having a special mentor like Copperfire wasn't all that. It's up to you Blazingpaw if you fail at your training. . . He grinned. Dare to make yourself my obstacle will make you regret provoking me.
LavenderPaw sighed deeply her blind gaze staring at her paws, empty and blue, as usual. She closed her beige eyelids, small white freckles covering them. Her lashes were long and her mouth felt sour. She really wanted to train, but her former mentor hadn't taught her a thing.
"I haven't had any training," She meowed bitterly, why could her brother get training but she couldn't yet? She thought enviously.
Was it because she was blind? Did no one like her because she couldn't see? Was everyone sneering at her and whispering bitter comments behind her back? Was she... useless? She hoped no one thought that but... they probably did, she heaved a sigh. Her eyes pointed downward, and although she couldn't see her unusually small paws, she could almost see them. Picturing them in her mind and seeing the shadows of their small figure. She sheathed and unsheathed her white claws, digging into the hard ground. What if she was a bad warrior, was that why she wasn't trained yet? Was she forgotten? She shook the thought away and looked up, trying to find her new mentor's gaze. Knowing her she was probably looking into her mentor's nose.
"Are you going to give me training today!" she meowed, her eyes brightening.
Cloudyflight pricked her ears in response to the deputy replacing Mudsplash with her. The thin, matted-furred molly rose to her paws and padded over to where she assumed Crocuspaw would be able to find her.
Cloudspots pulled a large robin off the fresh-kill pile and immediately began chowing down. He was hungrier than he should’ve let himself get. The last time he ate was early that morning, quickly before going on a solo walk around the territory. The night he’d had with Cloudwillow was a memory he couldn’t shake. It still left him excited. Too excited to sleep well, or even to sit still for long.
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