RiverClan Clearing

[Moon Lily]

@Blissie Bliss

Eagleflower cocked his head at the tom's words. How did he know? Perhaps someone else has noticed? Had Snowpaw noticed? Oh Starclan, if he had... He felt guilt wash over him, eyes fearful. If Snowpaw had found out about him, maybe he'd blame himself again, maybe something would happen! Maybe... He shook his head softly, eyes still flashing.
"How did you know?" He inquired curiously, "Well, as much as you doubt it, there are a few who know about him."

[Madelaine]

[~] @Moon Lily; [~]

Fogpaw was just confusing this cat even more, so he would try to act normal for once. The deaf tom just stared at him, but that was mainly because he needed to read his lips. "It's just a lucky guess. Well I do hope you find this Thunderpaw.", he meowed. The white tom turned his blue eyes away from him.

[chateerio]

@Bumblebelly


Newtheart’s mind was right on the verge of exploding—and Koistream’s subsequent action surely did not help with that. Why did he have to do that? What did he expect from poor ole’ Newt? He didn’t want this. Right..?

The red tomcat’s heart skipped a beat, and the entirety of his muscles tensed up. His folded, tiny ears fell flat on his skull, and his gentle eyes finally found the hardihood they required to glimpse at the tricolor tom, although sadly not for a significant amount of time, as they fell on the ground right after. He released a quiet breath that he didn’t realized he had been keeping in, and backed up from the fellow figure. Again, he didn’t want to make it weird, but how the hell was he supposed to react to that? Thank him and reciprocate? That’s pure madness!

“Don’t say things if you don’t mean ‘em..” he murmured.

“Listen, Koi,” Newt continued, attempting to at least not remain silent. “I-I.. appreciate your concern, if that’s what you wanna call it, but..” he trailed off. What was he supposed to say? That he was uncomfortable and wanted him to back off? But was did really? He certainly didn’t want people to see them, and after all he had just met this dude seconds ago. He didn’t want people to see him as.. Y’know, this dude that hung out with fellow dudes. People didn’t like that. He got solid proof of that statement in his own mother. So what was he supposed to do? What did people expect from him?

“Do.. do you, Y’know, like.. guys?” he blurted out automatically, practically without second thoughts. Yet again, he cringed at his own words. He truly didn’t think this through. “You don’t have to answer, it’s a stupid question.”

[Moon Lily]

@Blissie Bliss

Eagleflower felt his fur prickle. How has this been a lucky guess? He felt oddly creeped out by the small tom. He scared him, and he didn't know why. A small part of his brain screamed; Ahem, because he looks, acts, sounds exactly like him, and that was a lucky guess!? He ordered his overreacting mind to calm down, otherwise he'd stammer too much.
He shuffled his paws as he always did. He felt bad leaving the tom like this. He must be confused.
"Hey um, I-I feel bad for holding you up. Wanna do something?" He asked, looking up sheepishly. He knew it was strange, but he really did feel guilty.

[duCky]

Willowbreeze stepped out of the warriors den and into the clearing. She shivered a little as she felt the evening breeze against her pelt. Finding a spot in the sun, she looked up at the beautiful blue sky.

[duckie]

Originally Posted by Shimm

Mossypaw did not give a flip about what his new bossy mentor had to say. " 'First things first' what are you going to do? Huh, talk my ears off?" Mocking the deputy, "Are you sure it's me who needs fixing or is it you?" Not bothering to care about what Sootflare said the tom quickly groomed his pelt before standing up and padding a few pawsteps towards the camp exit. "Are you going to yell at me all day or are you going to try and 'fix' me?"

Sootflare
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"I'm of the impression that you need a little bit more than 'fixing'." He huffed, hard yellow stare fixated and unwavering on the tom. He followed a few steps over before raising and placing a paw on Mossypaw's haunches and attempting to push the tom back into a sitting position.

"First things first," he began again, "When I give you an instruction you follow it until told otherwise." The rumble of a growl of frustration caught on his words and his eyes flared as the apprentice's attitude kept up, "And secondly if you're going to act like a kit," he spat, "I can most certainly treat you like one. If you need to head back to the nursery and suckle from your mommy because you don't have the capacity to contribute anything more to the clan than snide remarks... Well, I'm sure that can be arranged."

[wolfie]

Near the apprentice's den, there was a black-furred tom on the camp's floor.
Wormpaw was existing. Not living, he wasn't moving. He was just existing. The tom would stare up at the sky, he liked the sky-- It was just solid. He knew his eyes weren't failing him with this image.
"I want to be a bird, " Wormpaw stated blankly, furrowing his eyebrows together. He would roll over, turning his gaze away from the sky. He would close his eyes, listening to the sounds of buzzling life. Noisy. He had been up since sunrise-- with how many apprentices there were, Wormpaw just slept outside the den. It was comfortable. "Do birds even think..?"

[ open ! ]

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by x ghostie

Near the apprentice's den, there was a black-furred tom on the camp's floor.
Wormpaw was existing. Not living, he wasn't moving. He was just existing. The tom would stare up at the sky, he liked the sky-- It was just solid. He knew his eyes weren't failing him with this image.
"I want to be a bird, " Wormpaw stated blankly, furrowing his eyebrows together. He would roll over, turning his gaze away from the sky. He would close his eyes, listening to the sounds of buzzling life. Noisy. He had been up since sunrise-- with how many apprentices there were, Wormpaw just slept outside the den. It was comfortable. "Do birds even think..?"

[ open ! ]

Koistream had returned from a brief hunting trip when the first thing his tri-coloured ears picked up on with the blanket statement from an apprentice. He quirked a ginger brow, dropping the fish on the pile for another hungry cat. He decided to apart, licking the slippery scales from his white snout.
"I want to be a fish," He admitted with a crooked grin. "You know, the whole ocean and river to yourself.. don't gotta worry about dirt-brain shadowclan. Idiots couldn't catch a fish if their lives depended on it, huh?" Koistream chuckled quietly, deciding to strike up a conversation.

[teddy.]

Originally Posted by chateerio

@Bumblebelly


Newtheart’s mind was right on the verge of exploding—and Koistream’s subsequent action surely did not help with that. Why did he have to do that? What did he expect from poor ole’ Newt? He didn’t want this. Right..?

The red tomcat’s heart skipped a beat, and the entirety of his muscles tensed up. His folded, tiny ears fell flat on his skull, and his gentle eyes finally found the hardihood they required to glimpse at the tricolor tom, although sadly not for a significant amount of time, as they fell on the ground right after. He released a quiet breath that he didn’t realized he had been keeping in, and backed up from the fellow figure. Again, he didn’t want to make it weird, but how the hell was he supposed to react to that? Thank him and reciprocate? That’s pure madness!

“Don’t say things if you don’t mean ‘em..” he murmured.

“Listen, Koi,” Newt continued, attempting to at least not remain silent. “I-I.. appreciate your concern, if that’s what you wanna call it, but..” he trailed off. What was he supposed to say? That he was uncomfortable and wanted him to back off? But was did really? He certainly didn’t want people to see them, and after all he had just met this dude seconds ago. He didn’t want people to see him as.. Y’know, this dude that hung out with fellow dudes. People didn’t like that. He got solid proof of that statement in his own mother. So what was he supposed to do? What did people expect from him?

“Do.. do you, Y’know, like.. guys?” he blurted out automatically, practically without second thoughts. Yet again, he cringed at his own words. He truly didn’t think this through. “You don’t have to answer, it’s a stupid question.”

Oh Starclan I'm not helping at all. Koistream swallowed back another awkward comment, he had the awful habit of waffling on whenever anixous about a situation himself, it always made him dig his hole deeper.

He bared his fangs in a toothy grin, trying to play it cool but it was hard when he caused such a reaction from another cat. Flipping loners, man. They are weird. Koistream shoved that thought process away, Newtheart was a loner anymore! He's a warrior cat for as long as the Tom remained in their clan! Koistream would embrace that, he had to.

"Lovely Newtheart, I don't think a lie has ever come out of my mouth! Apart from a time I told a Molly her flank didn't look that big in the collar she was wearing," The toothy grin got wider at his own joke, he was such a easy cat.

Did he like boys? Great Starclan, Koi liked anyone that bothered to give him the time of day! "Do you like boys, Newtheart?" He asked with a silky, sweet purr that rolled from him easily. "I like everyone and anyone who catches my eye," He gave a wink, "I must admit, you might have done so... but I can always back off if you'd like? My flirting isnt for everyone."

[Arie]

-- @RedHead @implimm -

Snailriver was tired of being wet. He was also tired of having Sassafrasfire trying to choke him under the water. When with pure luck, the weight was shoved off him he returned to the surface his muscled shoulders working to keep him above water as well as keeping the cold away. He had been right, it was cold, he should've expected it to be honest. He wasn't clumsy so to say but when his body rolled one way it was very hard to stop it from continuing that way. When he looked around again, he heard Brass' comment about fish and brain, and he had to reply, "Fish actually have brains?" He knew it of course but getting Sassafras's intellectual response on such an insignificant topic was something he had begun getting a kick out of. Or sometimes he just got annoyed, but that was how it was with him. Yet the white and ginger tom did look over to the bank and saw the fish and nodded at Brass,: "See? She did catch us dinner. It's not my fault we're going hungry, Tern is like apparently the superior hunter over us both." He nudged the she-cat with short nudge and then began moving towards the bank. "Do we want to stay in this water and freeze our tails off or how do a 'getting dry and cozy together' sounds to your ears? To me it sounds way better than continually sitting in a half frozen stream and increasing our chances of catching pneumonia." He did not mention that it'd been his own idea all along, hoping both cats had forgotten. They most likely had not, but hey, it was probably worth a shot in the books for him.