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Re: ThunderClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by CrimsonOaks
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He thought a moment, before speaking. "Sometimes, But i like being able to go out on my own and sleeping in the warriors den, the apprentice den is really small, What about you? Do you miss being younger?"
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He nodded, thinking about that for a moment. "I miss it," he shrugged, "it was carefree, it still is in some way!" he said the last part quickly, "but... it just... feels different," he said, he wasn't good at explaining things. He didn't say much more about it. But it was evident that he missed it, but doesn't mind being a warrior.
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As his target reacted to being pelted with a frozen mossball, Adder's brain slowed wayyyy down, and his bicolor gaze froze slightly. For a moment, all he could see was how pretty she was, how their eyes matched and how she didn't react like other she-cat's might've- she was playful and competitive about it. But then he remembered who she was, and that totally ruined the moment of awe for him. "Sorry, it slipped!" He boomed out from across the clearing as she squinted at him.
His frosty gaze lit up with surprise and he looked down at his chest as a mossball made impact. Would it be too over the top for him to tackle her into a snowbank? He settled for grabbing a quite large mossball and flung it at her with a small chuckle.
Perfect, her mossball hit! She smirked slightly, already grabbing another one because she didn't want to be unprepared. Her eyes narrowed as she saw the size of his mossball, and she started dodging, but.. too late. It landed right on her beautifully groomed pelt, hard, cold and wet. She shook the water off, shouting a quick; "Heeey!" Fawnsplash said that in a playful way of course, she wasn't gonna cry because of a mossball. The competition was so on.
She grabbed two mossballs, leaping into the air and throwing both of them with a lot of force, hoping that one of them would hit Adderscorch right in the face.
[ omg it would be very entertaining if adder tackled her into a snowbank ]
He brushes some of his black fur out of his face. "Right!"
Walnutpaw He/They/Day~Bi~Thunderclan~16 Moons
"You were stitching up the seams
On every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep"
"I foumph som feamphm!" he said muffled with a mouthful of feathers.
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He smiles. "Ah, great!" He says, as he waits until Walnutpaw sets the feathers on the ground and he walks over to the pile, putting some in the nests.
Walnutpaw He/They/Day~Bi~Thunderclan~16 Moons
"You were stitching up the seams
On every broken promise
That your body couldn't keep"
Walnutpaw started to move away the snow and put the feathers on it.
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Mudhound
Thunderclan Warrior | They/them | 31 Moons
Bilingual T2 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery
Hmmmm...... They were stuck.
Buried under the snow they'd intended to use as a weapon the tripod futility wiggled trying to get out only to give up as only a single limb was able to escape. And that was only because Sprucepaw was helping out. The limb was their head though so it wasnt too bad!
Mudhound could not stop giggling as Featherpaw laughed as well, the mollies twin chortles more than making up for the toms complete lack of amusement at the situation. Lighten up Sprucy! This was fun! In an attempt to lighten up such a dour little face the tripod did their best to reach out and land an affectionate lick right on his little head (finally on level with Mudhounds own now that the maine coon mix was flattened) only to fail as they still could not budge, trapped in snow as they were.
"Ah, Im fine Sprucy! You got me real good, that was an amazing shot! Its nice to see you have fun~" It really was, even if Sprucepaw wasnt really acting like he enjoyed it. Mudhound knew better by now, onto the kids deadpan face and their soft fond smile showed it. "My own mega-ball turned on me! What a horrible snow-moss-ball right? Featherpaw, I am down and out, defeated in the snow battle, you must avenge me!!" A dramatic declaration but completely ruined by the giggle snorting the warrior couldnt avoid. "Take down Drizzlenight! Do not let him escape!" If the tom heard his own name and looked over at the order to take him down he'd see a full grown cat blowing a raspberry at him as they sicced an apprentice on him but he deserved it! How dare he dodge the mega ball that lead to Mudhound getting taken out of the battle!
Speaking of said mega ball and its effects.... Mudhound tried to stand again and failed, thoroughly stuck and turned puppy eyes on Sprucepaw. "Lend a paw to help me out Sprucy?" they begged, not wanting to remain a fish in a barrel stuck in the clearing after they were already decided on kinda recusing themselves from the snowy war.
Attempts to pry his tongue away were fruitless, and now a chill was creeping over Wolfpaw. His tongue's exposure to the elements was making it feel numb, and the lack of sensation gave him the opportunity to tear away.
The quick decision lacked pain, but.. felt weird. Wolfpaw could taste blood and see a smear on the clear rock. He decided he wasn't doing that again!
His attention was totally stolen by lil Beachkit, snuggling into his winter fluff. "... you cozy?" Talking didn't feel right, 'n his mouth was starting to ache. "dontlick" He didn't want Beachkit to be cursed by the dumb icicle too!
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Cold no longer their largest concern, they could focus on the host of their warmth instead of numb paws.
Beachkit didn't understand the icicle dilemma, how Wolfpaw seemed to be struggling to pull away before successfully breaking free. It wasn't sticky, they'd already investigated a smaller one near the nursery by touching their paw then cheek to its surface.
Now the icicle made Wolfpaw talk all funny. This leafbare business was sure confusing.
"Does it taste good?" they asked, missing the point as they wondered why Wolfpaw wanted to keep it to himself with his command not to lick. "You were eating it for a long time."
Wolfpaw swept his tail around Beachkit, in part in an attempt to keep him from going for the icicle. He knew how easy curiosity killed the tongue, 'n didn't want a repeat of his mewstakes. "No." It didn't taste bad, but the ripping part was not fun, and all he could taste now was blood.
Beachkit was pleasantly warm, Wolfpaw didn't mind the cuddles. His fur was thicker than some but it didn't completely bar the icy chill in the air. ".. got stuck," his tongue wouldn't stop feeling weird for some time. "Think, grabs tongue. Won't let go easy."
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