Recent content by Asphodelrain

*+:｡.｡ //This became a lot longer than I expected I'm so sorry! Only important thing is the very last paragraph <3 Staying up through the night wasn't difficult for the insomniac. After the meeting, after all the congratulations, after the quiet finally fell upon himself and Bubbleburst...

*+:｡.｡ Asphodelrain understands the fear of water. He's been struggling with it for moons now and still hasn't quite cracked the code on how to get over himself. Still, he's determined to figure it out - the idea of calling it quits and being labeled a 'dry-paw' mortifying him. He's often woken...

Asphodelrain. Asphodelrain. Asphodelrain. Asphodelrain. My name looks so cool in every font :-)

*+:｡.｡ There was a lot in his apprenticehood that Asphodelpaw regretted. He'd been looking forward to this day since he was first apprenticed at 3 moons, vowing under his breath when seeking out his mother and father in the crowd that he'd stand here again a moon early, earning his warrior name...

*+:｡.｡ Retirement was an honorable thing for a warrior. Although Asphodelpaw sometimes liked to think he'd die nobly in the line of duty, he didn't mind the thought of serving his clan until his bones withered, and then serving Riverclan even longer as a wise and honored member. He wondered what...

*+:｡.｡ "I see warriorhood has made you all quite entitled" Asphodelpaw would snort, watching the patrol pad into camp. He supposes he isn't one to talk - seeing as he'll be a warrior himself soon enough. Though to imagine being in their position, happy to let other people maintain the camp for...

*+:｡.｡ //WAUGH i'm sorry this took forever!! He wanted nothing more than to kick her out of the apprentices' den to wander the night until sunrise. However, he refrained from snapping those very words - he even congratulated himself on holding back a reluctant sigh. You see, socializing was...

*+:｡.｡ "Crabkit! Crabkit wait, don't you want to learn about Starclan!?" When Asphodelpaw was Crabkit's age, he practically lived for any information he could get about Riverclan's history. His parents would tell him stories about the great battle, Starclan's arrival, and the forging of...

*+:｡.｡ Despite the sun being a beast one most certainly should not stare directly at, Asphodelpaw's glare would be trained upon its slowly receding form, wordlessly cursing it for its cowardice. Granted, his eyes were beginning to water from the effort, but just as the day's decay announced, he...

*+:｡.｡ Romance for Asphodelpaw felt more like a chore than anything else. A check box to mark off because that's just something all cats inevitably do, right? Find a mate, have kits, and continue their clan's line. Asphodelpaw looks upon Fergill and Sablemist's joy with a twinge in his chest he...

*+:｡.｡ Asphodelpaw's breathes come in shallow, but controlled huffs, eyes closed as he stands beside Valepaw. For the second time in his life, the boy faces his youth in the wake of a battle, disgusted with himself for the tremble in his paws and the wildness in his throat, bouncing anxiety like...

*+:｡.｡ "smokestar! help, plee-e-ease " It was no proper order to attack, but it worked all the same. Riverclanner and rogue group launched themselves forth, Shellkit- the big prize in the middle. Asphodelpaw was nowhere near where that little bundle of fur had crossed the line from danger to...

*+:｡.｡ //frothing at the mouth for Asp redemption!! Asphodelpaw wasn't a good kid. He wanted to be - Starclan, he needed to be - but he was a boy with only wisps of fading memory to guide him. Parents long gone, more imaginary than real anymore, foggy dreams that the youth just wouldn't let go...

*+:｡.｡ Asphodelpaw had been doing his best since his talk with Lichentail to act like his proper self. The stares he got from his clanmtes - especially his peers - still burned, though. Today in particular - with the events of the loner-search-turned-ambush playing repeatedly in his mind, he was...

*+:｡.｡ They were just supposed to find clues! Asphodelpaw practically presses his nose to the ground, sniffing at the earth for signs of fresh rogue appearances. It still bothers him to no end how convenient it is that they were suddenly being harassed by loners after Sasha and Deacon had been...