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    Dandelionpaw ~ ThunderClan Apprentice

    Ew. The ground was all soggy from the rains that had been plaguing the area, but she supposed that’s what came with cooler weather. At least, that’s what her mentor told her, not that she really believed it or anything. Soft pink nose twitching slightly as the scent of soaked dirt tickled the back of his throat for a moment as she eyed the ground with distaste. She seriously hated having to walk in the grass when it was wet, her long furred coat catching onto every water droplet that seemed to exist. Slowly she pulled her lower lip into her mouth and lightly bit down upon the flesh before her bi-colored gaze lifted to peer out of the apprentice den. Today was her free day, her mentor was having to help with assisting another warrior and their apprentice, and sadly she wasn’t advanced enough for the lesson. Whatever, she would be just fine. Or at least she thought. As she slipped out of the apprentices den, she caught sight of a familiar pelt as the apprentice was returning from a hunting patrol, her ears immediately laying flat against her head in disappointment.

    Robinpaw.

    He was a nuisance, she wasn’t sure why he literally asked her all the time about her eyes or why she was so short while her brothers and parents were not. Who knows! StarClan made her the way she was and that’s all she knew what to tell him, but he never really seemed satisfied and sadly today, Lilypaw wasn’t anywhere in sight to help keep his mind occupied. Stepping lightly, the sunflower calico she-cat was making her way towards the fresh-kill pile, keeping her gaze locked upon her prize, a juicy chipmunk. It was small and would be perfect for a morning meal. However, because of her short stature, she hadn’t walked fast enough before her morning prize had been snatched by a hungry queen, causing her to grumble slightly in annoyance. Today just wasn’t her day. Lifting her tail in annoyance, Dandelionpaw turned her head as she noticed Robinpaw looking at her with a smirk. What a dung beetle. “Please, spare me one of your dumb remarks.” She grumbled, her right eye was an icy but clear blue while her left eye was a dark amber coloring and they were both shimmering with irritation.

    #8149
    Pheebs
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    ‘I don’t get it.’ Robinpaw stared at Dandelionpaw’s familiar pelt, the slightest hints of anxiety appearing in his twitching tail. ‘Her eyes are kinda wacky, sure, and she’s awfully small. But I don’t get why Snowpaw insists on calling her cursed and ‘Odd-Eyes’. The name wasn’t remotely clever, either. The tabby striped tom-cat hesitated from where he stood among the rest of the hunting patrol, breaking off from them to approach Dandelionpaw. Robinpaw himself hadn’t caught anything that day, and Palefawn was busy so he wouldn’t be training at all that day. ‘Lots of time to socialize.’

    “Please, spare me one of your dumb remarks.” The larger apprentice winced, a flicker of hurt crossing his face. “I didn’t know you could hear any of my remarks from down there,” he snapped, ‘not that I make any type of remarks, anyway’. Robinpaw couldn’t understand Snowpaw’s reasons for being hostile towards Dandelionpaw, but he knew why he felt irritation towards her. ‘She’s so rude! Great Starclan, I was just going to say good morning.’ Still, Dovesong would have Robinpaw’s ears if he didn’t at least try to make amends.

    “Do you want one of these?” Robinpaw asked after a moment of tense silence. He’d noticed Dandelionpaw’s eyes glued on one of the chipmunks, but a queen had snatched it up before she’d gotten over to it. “Guess it sucks to be short,” he commented, leaning over her to find a chipmunk for her. In the process of searching, the pile of prey toppled, tumbling down and onto Dandelionpaw’s feet. “Oops,” Robinpaw snorted, amused by the situation. He was considerably large for a young apprentice, and his large paws made him uncoordinated. 

    “You’ve got a chipmunk now, at least,” He stated cheerily, motioning to the rodent that lay between them in a sea of prey.

    • This reply was modified 3 weeks, 6 days ago by Pheebs.
    #8153
    Rowan/Frost
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    Frostpaw – Thunderclan Apprentice

    A young female as she carefully picked her way across the rain-soaked clearing. As much as she enjoyed the soothing patter of raindrops and the fresh scent of wet grass, she hated getting mud on her pelt. It tended to stick out very easily against her soft white and greys, and always took ages to lick out. Not to mention, tasted disgusting. But she had work to do, and her mentor, Snarlingbadger would surely never put up with an apprentice who’d shirk their duties due to a little rain. So work she did, taking refuge in the Elder’s Den to clean out their bedding (and maybe sticking around a bit longer than she should’ve…) Unfortunately, two things drove her into the clearing- her mentor’s admonishment for stalling in the warmth of the den, and her growling stomach. With a sigh, she trudged through the wet grass and mud towards the fresh-kill pile. 

    Unfortunately, there seemed to be a bit of a problem before she could get there. Two other cats- apprentices she vaguely recognized from her last few nights in the den- had already gotten there first, and seemed to be having some.. problems. The prey pile was scattered over the smaller female’s paws, and the tom was snickering in obvious amusement. She felt her stomach curl slightly in nervousness, followed by a flare of irritation at the situation. The female’s irritation, and the tom’s.. almost derisive amusement, bothered her. I should say something, she thought, tail twitching, though her mind was blank in terms of actual things to say.

    Instead of marching up and telling off the tom, she instead shuffled her paws and let out a nervous cough from behind the two. “M-Maybe you should pick up all the prey you dropped… before it gets ruined in the mud?” she chirped timidly, frowning towards Robinpaw. “And like.. y’know, apologize?”  she added in, tail gesturing towards the clearly-annoyed Dandelionpaw.

    #8165
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    Dandelionpaw ~ ThunderClan Apprentice

    She felt her face scrunch up with annoyance at his remark, calling her short but she was used to that. One of these days these horrible toms would figure out more creative ways to step on her and push her face further into the mud than it already was. “As if I haven’t heard that one before.” She grumbled sourly, pupils narrowing on their own accord as she flared up at the taller cat. Tense silence hung between the two as they flared at one another, her lips parting and her muscles tensing as she was fixing to shoot back a retort and be on her way in order to find something decent to eat. But he spoke first and it genuinely surprised her that he was asking out of curiosity, chin tilting slightly as she eyed him warily. Robinpaw and Snowpaw were the most hostile apprentices towards her and honestly she preferred it if he were mean. Then she would know what he was up to. “Yes but that-“ She was cut off as he suddenly leaned over her, ears laying flat against her head and her pelt ruffling from instant fear but he was simply looking over her to gaze at the top of the fresh-kill pile.

    His commented made her frown as she shuffled backwards to where his chest was no longer so close to her face, which was burning from the embarrassment of him being so close and that of his words. It really did suck to be so short. Instead she kept her mouth shut, eyes lifting towards the fresh-kill pile with mild curiosity. Was there really a chipmunk up there to satisfy her hunger? If there was would he actually get it for her or keep it for himself? Suddenly the pile of prey toppled over, and she was able to move out of the way as the prey scattered over her paws. Perhaps she wouldn’t have minded if she hadn’t heard a few snickers over her shoulder blade, her pelt heating up with embarrassment. Her eyes watered as she looked down at the scattered mess, ears flat against her head and tail in between her legs. “Y-yeah.” She stumbled on her words, unable to look at Robinpaw’s mocking expression.

    Ears twitched faintly as she heard a soft but timid voice behind her, slowly turning her chin for her different colored eyes to land upon the form of another apprentice. Dandelionpaw knew of her name but nothing else, however she felt her unshed tears beginning to slowly dry as another apprentice stuck up for her. Could they sense her unease and embarrassment from the situation. She didn’t know what to say, instead she slowly smiled at Frostpaw and gave a hesitant nod of her head. “T-thank you.” She muttered softly, taking a moment to glance at Robinpaw to see his expression before she lowered her head and picked up the wet pelt of a squirrel and placed it back on the pile, then adding another prey after another before the chipmunk was finally visible. Without muttering a word to Robinpaw, she picked up the small prey and began to walk quickly towards the apprentices den before he could stop her and say something rude, her tail still between her legs as she finally lowered herself to her stomach, staring at the chipmunk.

    #8172
    Pheebs
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    Robinpaw jumped slightly at Frostpaw’s appearance, his first reaction to smile and greet her smothered by her words. ‘As if I knocked the pile over on purpose!’ The large tabby bristled but kept silent, stacking the prey neatly into a pile. Before Robinpaw could turn to apologize, however, Dandelionpaw had already scurried away. ‘What? No thanks or anything?!’ Robinpaw grabbed a bird for himself, glancing over at Frostpaw before dropping it at her feet.

    “Do you want this?” He asked coolly, trying to hide his earlier annoyance towards the molly. Today just wasn’t a good day for the tom and, really, he couldn’t figure out why‘Lilypaw isn’t with you today, that could be it.’ Robinpaw’s tail drooped at the thought, his eyes instinctively flitting away from Frostpaw to search for his best friend’s familiar black and white coat. Lilypaw was far quieter than him, but she always knew how to handle any messes Robin could get himself in. Unfortunately, Lilypaw’s mentor had insisted she train all day, which left Robinpaw without his constant companion. 

    ‘Maybe if I explain the situation, Dandelionpaw won’t act so hissy towards me.’ Robinpaw brushed past Frostpaw, trotting over to where the calico molly was sitting near the apprentice’s den.

    “Sorry ’bout the mess, I was trying to find a chipmunk and the pile kinda fell all over you.” The tom snickered, amused by the events. “It was kinda funny to see your face.” Robinpaw’s own height kept him a good two or three heads above the mess of prey that he’d caused. 

    #8188
    Rowan/Frost
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    Frostpaw – Thunderclan Apprentice

    She returned the other molly’s slow smile with a timid one of her own, the knot of tension in her gut loosening slightly. It must be hard, being smaller, she thought, echoing Robinpaw’s earlier comment, though it lacked the teasing tone he’d carried. Frostpaw herself was still rather fresh out of the Nursery, but had grown into her long legs and slim frame fairly well. She’d never be as bulky or strong as some, but she was fine with that.

    Short tail twitching, she glanced back towards Robinpaw, ears tilting back slightly as he stiffly fixed the upturned preypile. She shuffled back a couple steps uncertainly, hoping she hadn’t angered him too much, as Dandelionpaw brushed past. Clearly  she was hoping to find somewhere quiet to enjoy her meal. The tom’s voice caught her attention again, however, and she lifted her head to find him standing right in front of her, a bird at his paws.

    “U-um,” she stuttered, stumbling back a surprised step before his words registered. Her gaze flicked down to the bird- a thrush, she recognized- laying at her paws, then back up, brow furrowing slightly. “Sure… Thanks.” It was only polite to accept, after all- even if he didn’t really deserve it. Besides, she was hungry, and thrushes were one of her favorites once she got past the feathers. “But what about yo-“ Her words were cut off as he brushed past her to follow Dandelionpaw, clearly satisfied with his attempted nicety. Frowning, and with a flare of defiance, she picked up the bird and scurried after him, determined not to leave the two alone. Not when the she-cat seemed so.. distressed. Maybe it was none of her business, but that didn’t seem to deter her.

    Offering an apologetic smile, she settled down beside Dandelionpaw quietly and started plucking feathers from her thrush, trying to lend some quiet support as the tom snickered an apology. She was quiet for a long moment, searching for the right words, and then finally lifted her head to frown at him, “Funny to you, maybe, but I doubt she had much fun being laughed at.”

    • This reply was modified 3 weeks, 2 days ago by Rowan/Frost.
    #8193
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    Dandelionpaw ~ ThunderClan Apprentice

    Cheeks were still heated and warm to the touch from being so humiliated, looking down at the soaked chipmunk that now laid at her paws, just simply staring down at the little critter before she lifted her chin to spot Robinpaw laying a bird down near Frostpaw’s feet, causing her to frown slightly. He was nice to literally everyone but her, which was annoying by far. Come on, growth spurt. Grace me any day now. She thought sourly to herself, chin dropping as she stared down at the cold piece of prey, her stomach having turned sour from the events. He may not have intentionally pushed the pile of prey down but the snickers behind her back couldn’t be easily ignored, digging into her self confidence as she curled up into a tighter ball on the moist ground, her long and bushy tail curling against her thigh as of warm herself as she looked up for a brief moment as she heard the sound of paw steps heading in her direction. Dread filled her stomach as her eyes spotted the large tabby apprentice making his way over to her with a look of determination set in his eyes.

    Dandelionpaw lifted her chin in a defiant manner, her oddly colored eyes narrowed with annoyance and aggression as the fur along her scruff stood up in silent warning, she wasn’t yet snarling. What surprised her was when Frostpaw suddenly appeared and sat down beside her with a small smile before she began to pluck the feathers out of the thrush, while Dandelionpaw rolled her eyes and huffed out a breath through her nose. “Just when I think you are forming a conscience, you say something stupid all over again.” She retorted, ears lowering against her head. She supposed to a bully her facial expression would’ve been funny but to her it had been hurtful and embarrassing more so from the laughs that had been triggered from a few other apprentices. “I just want you and Snowpaw to leave me alone.” She said in a soft voice, her pelt still bristled but she looked over at Frostpaw in surprise once more. This other young molly was surprising to say the least, not many would say anything to Robinpaw and Snowpaw, but it felt good to have at least one cat on her side.

    No. No it wasn’t any fun being laughed at, and the young she-cat cleared her throat for a moment as she looked over at the now messy pile of prey before her one blue and one golden eye found Robinpaw’s face once more. “If you didn’t mean to, then just be more careful next time.” She mumbled in the same small voice, whiskers drawn back towards her cheeks.

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