June 10, 2019 at 9:25 pm #1227
Oh, StarClan, what had she just done. It had been a few mere days since Hornetstar had declared that no one was to socialize with those outside of the Clan, and what had she done? Just that. Harepaw had never been one to break rules, and already she felt a fluttering deep in her stomach. Would they know? Would Saplingskies be able to smell the scent of the rogue? No, they hadn’t gotten that close. She just had to be careful, and not see Mercury again.
It wasn’t until she was entering camp that she realized she hadn’t even gotten the goldenrod she’d meant to get. She’d been so distracted by Mercury that she’d completely forgotten. Harepaw hesitated for a moment at the entrance, her ears flicking nervously. Then, putting on the best confident look she could, she entered camp, her stumpy tail raised high in faux moxie. Still, her stomach continued to do flips. Keep your head down, right to your den and you’ll be fine. This was how she came to be scurrying across the camp clearing rather quickly, her eyes down and her tail and ears perked.
June 30, 2019 at 11:05 pm #1968HornetstarParticipant
- This topic was modified 1 year, 2 months ago by Hareflight [Mel].
A considerable amount of time had passed since Blazemoon’s death and the drama that happened after, but now it was right onto the next problem. Who did the Tribe think they were, demanding the Clans hand over their cats simply because they might be ‘seers’? Though, luckily, ShadowClan had none of their own, the thought still made his blood boil. With how tense the situation was, the best solution he could think up was ‘locking down’ the Clan. If they kept to themselves as much as possible, hopefully they could ride this out without any loses of their own.
The stress was getting to him though, making him more worried about his own Clanmates and how they were doing. He didn’t want to be a dictator, but he had no other clue as to how to even begin keeping them safe. At least he hadn’t confined them all to camp… Yet.
No, no – he couldn’t start thinking like that. Then he very well might try and implement a rule like that, or maybe even a curfew. Spotting Harepaw, who he had never properly talked to before, he knew she’d offer a perfect distraction. She may not be his apprentice, but she still fell under his group of cats he had to lead and look out for, so checking up on her was perfectly fine. Even if she already had Saplingskies to dote on and worry over her.
“Harepaw,” he called in greeting, cutting her off before she reached her den. “Good evening.” Somehow, Hornetstar, leader of ShadowClan, managed to look awkward standing in front of an apprentice. “How are you?”July 6, 2019 at 1:24 pm #2151
Head down, walk quick, head down- A squeak of surprise jumped from the maw of the medicine apprentice as she somehow came face-to-face with none other than Hornetstar himself. The fluttering in her stomach grew more intense now, more like a bird than some butterflies. She hadn’t even seen him approach her, far too concentrated on her destination to notice. Now, she looked up at the leader – who’s orders she had just broken – and wondered if he knew.
Her amber and blue eyes were wide, but she figured him not immediately calling her into his den was a good sign. “Hello, H-Hor-Hornetstar,” she said, silently cursing herself for her stammering. It was a frequent occurrence, but only really when she was nervous or worried. At least she was talking to Hornetstar who knew her significantly less than Saplingskies. Better to get her stammering out here.
“I’m doing, uh, well. Well, maybe not well, because, um, there’s a lot going on.. you know.. with the Tribe and stuff…” Her voice trailed off and lowered in volume as she spoke and then she shook her head. “What I mean, is that I’m okay given the cir-circumstances.” Her gaze did not fix directly on his face, either she was glancing just beyond him or glancing quickly to her den and back. When she spoke again, her voice was firm and slow to try and avoid any more stammering. “How.. are you?”July 14, 2019 at 11:52 am #2367HornetstarParticipant
Any interactions he had had with Harepaw so far hadn’t been one-on-one, not very up close and personal like this. So when she started talking, stammering like she’d seen a ghost, he supposed he shouldn’t have been very surprised. Being named after a skittish animal like a hare was very fitting for her, like being named after a hornet was for him. Hopefully she grew a backbone before she became medicine cat though, otherwise the Clan might have a hard time believing her stammered out prophecies.
He raised one eyebrow at her, surprised she was so talkative even if she wasn’t very confident. Perhaps she was just that nervous talking to another cat, an older cat, especially her leader? “Relatively similar,” he said shortly, shrugging a shoulder. “I’ve asked Saplingskies to report to me every night on any happenings you two have. Please ensure he remembers to do that?” After the fight that had happened between the three high ranks, he trusted and respected the medicine cat just a bit more, but his paranoia demanded he ensured he had all his bases covered.July 14, 2019 at 12:27 pm #2370
Harepaw swallowed roughly, her paws moving as she shifted her weight, trying to expel some of her nerves before she continued to speak. Completely disregarding her disobedience to Hornetstar’s orders, this was her first time talking one-on-one with the leader, and she wasn’t sure if his brisk attitude was due to his personality or if he was simply unimpressed with her. Either way, Harepaw decided, she needed to get herself together in order to keep suspicions off her and to make a good impression.
She raised her chin, her stumpy tail sticking up boldly behind her. “I will do that! Don’t need to worry about me, Hornetstar, I’ll make sure Saplingskies remembers to talk to you. Every night!” Then, the calico offered a grin – which looked slightly forced – and shifted her weight again, leaning back slightly from him. “Has he, uh, already come by to talk to you?”
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