Primroseadder touched her maw to her brother's head in a comforting manner. ''Almondchatter would never turn you away, Muddy. You and I both know that,'' She murmured softly. ''Relax, Muds. The kits will love you. You were always the most playful out of the three of us---me, you, and Dewpaw---as kits, and you still are.''
Primroseadder had to jump in order to avoid the bones being swatted at her, and she wrinkled her nose. ''Bury the bones first, Mudhaze. Then I'll take you out huntin' or swimmin' or to catch lizards.''
Salamanderpaw will always value and cherish her clanmates above all else. This is a fact that will never change. However, it'll also never ever ever prevent her from acting Like This when she's upset with them. Or upset in general. And right now she is very upset. Teeth-baringly, back-archingly, claw-flexingly upset. She couldn't keep her voice down or her tone polite at a time like this if she had hundreds of moons to practice.
"Do you all think it's FUNNY to talk smack about another cats' training?? You feel so SMART yapping like that behind cats' backs when they need HELP?! Say it to their faces or SHUT UP, or better yet, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!"
A good pawful of apprentices have some nasty rumors going around; speculation on their training status, largely. It's the sort of thing that already makes Salamanderpaw anxious, seeing how insecure she's been about getting such a late start on her own training, but the moment she'd heard that derision aimed aimed at Seapaw, she hadn't been able to stop the too-hot, too-shaky, seeing-red kind of fury that now has her pacing frantic circles in the clearing, wailing at the top of her lungs.
"Unless you're dying or totally useless, I wanna see EVERYONE THAT CAN TEACH A CAT TO FIGHT out here RIGHT NOW!! I mean it, I know where you all sleep, so get over here NOW!"
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@sleepyyjax ; SEAPAW no need to respond if you cannot, but word got out!
Salamanderpaw will always value and cherish her clanmates above all else. This is a fact that will never change. However, it'll also never ever ever prevent her from acting Like This when she's upset with them. Or upset in general. And right now she is very upset. Teeth-baringly, back-archingly, claw-flexingly upset. She couldn't keep her voice down or her tone polite at a time like this if she had hundreds of moons to practice.
"Do you all think it's FUNNY to talk smack about another cats' training?? You feel so SMART yapping like that behind cats' backs when they need HELP?! Say it to their faces or SHUT UP, or better yet, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!"
A good pawful of apprentices have some nasty rumors going around; speculation on their training status, largely. It's the sort of thing that already makes Salamanderpaw anxious, seeing how insecure she's been about getting such a late start on her own training, but the moment she'd heard that derision aimed aimed at Seapaw, she hadn't been able to stop the too-hot, too-shaky, seeing-red kind of fury that now has her pacing frantic circles in the clearing, wailing at the top of her lungs.
"Unless you're dying or totally useless, I wanna see EVERYONE THAT CAN TEACH A CAT TO FIGHT out here RIGHT NOW!! I mean it, I know where you all sleep, so get over here NOW!"
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@sleepyyjax ; SEAPAW no need to respond if you cannot, but word got out!
`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\50 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."
All Owlstar heard were screams and shouting, so like clockwork, she hurried out of her den, only to find a howling apprentice demanding to be trained while also screaming at her clanmates. Owlstar blinked, slightly dazed before she padded up to the apprentice, brow furrowing. "Ya sure know how ta give a cat a heart attack." Owlstar commented, her tone slightly clipped as the tip of her tail lashed.
Gossip. Stars, what a killer.
"Oi, if yer in need in a any extra trainin' I got my elites on handy. Til then, I'm right here." furred ears swerved around as she further listened in on her surroundings. She swore, the next cat who caused rumors or mass hysteria would be taken out back and shot like a dead horse. Or worse, skinned like a chicken. "Also, could ya refrain from yelpin'? Thought somecat out 'ere was gettin' mauled by a bear." there was a lick of humor in her voice as she settled into a sit, her shoulders squared as she further scanned the clearing.
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• Tom • 26 Moons • He/Him •
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Nightweb sat in the clearing, his eyes closed as he listen to his surroundings. He curl his tail around his paws warming them from the chilly air and soon loafed down to tuck them under his body. The warrior looked around at the chaos and yelling from the apprentices and quickly shook his head.
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As Ripplefur sits in the clearing, he takes in the beauty of his surroundings. The tall tree towers above him, their leaves rustling softly in the breeze.
Ripplefur's piercing green eyes scan the area, taking in every detail. He is at peace here, content to simply sit and observe the world around him.
He was different in the fact he basically looked down on everyone and everything he saw he wasn't the type to have lots of "Friends" and to him Friends were nothing but trash-
RippleFur thought to himself. Not like he had any to hate anyways. He had barely gotten sleep and hadn't groomed himself in like weeks though he didn't seem to care much about that from the start.
His brilliance can be muddled by his jaded personal views and his bad habits and having a large disregard for life as it is. Although his commonly-stated viewpoint on life may be the typical nihilistic idealism that "nothing has meaning"
Oh how great just great i cant even get any sleep this Clan is a real pain in my side he Meowed out loud (he didn't care about who was listening in on him he was just out of it today)
@Ian @Katclaw
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"It's not for me it's for Seapaw!" Salamanderpaw heaves, tugging and clawing at the ground angrily as wheels around to speak to—oh!—Owlstar about the issue. Briefly, she thinks that she should straighten up and try giving a levelheaded explanation, try being reasonable like a good warrior might...but she is far too irritated for any of that right now. "Someone's talking a bunch of stupid crud about how Seapaw can't fight and isn't gonna be a good warrior so first I'm gonna fix that and then me and Seapaw are gonna go pull the whiskers off of whoever started saying all that in the first place! Seapaw's going to be a great warrior, they're going to be a LIONHEART, so whatever idiot's spreading lies needs a good whack upside the head and a demotion for forever."
Even after saying it, she is much too distraught to feel silly or even remotely apologetic for this outburst. How could anyone doubt Seapaw? What is wrong with cats? And what is wrong with Seapaw!! That dummy, where's his pride! His rage!! Surely they've caught wind of this ugly rumor? She could cuff them for suffering this insult. She should.
Salamanderpaw sniffs bitterly, adding in a sulking tone: "Floodpaw and Crowpaw are getting talked about like that too. And it's not even fair 'cause Crowpaw's sister straight up died and Floodpaw was like, not even here for forever, so it's okay if they suck right now but it's not okay to talk about it and not even do anything to help!" She punctuates her ire with another frustrated stomp. "I need every warrior possible to help Seapaw right now. And then probably they should help Crowpaw and Floodpaw. I don't know. But something has to happen or else I'M gonna be the bear that mauls someone!!"
Puff-puff-puff. A very distant part of her is frustrated that she doesn't know—or isn't patient enough for—a better way to address this than the Stomp Out Into The Open And Start Shrieking About It way, but that frustration is nothing compared to the indignation she feels on the behalf of her peers and littermate. And anyway, she likes yelling. It lets the anger wash right out.
Mosspaw pads up to the small kit. "Hi!" she says, excitement in her tone. She has moss tussled in her fur; she looks as if she has;t groomed yet this morning.
Asterkit was just sitting in the clearing, minding his own business. The other cats were yelling and stuff, but he wanted to make a friend. There had to be someone out here to talk to!!
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Asterkit was just sitting in the clearing, minding his own business. The other cats were yelling and stuff, but he wanted to make a friend. There had to be someone out here to talk to!!
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bugkit black and white cat; blue eyes
2 moons - riverclan - he/they/it
Bugkit scrambled toward Asterkit. A friend! And a construction helper!
Excitedly, he mewed;
“Oh-oh! Hullo! I’m Bugkit! Do you want to come build a really awesome fort with me?” they grinned.
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Re: RiverClan Clearing
Re: RiverClan Clearing
bugkit
