Recent content by Brackenscar

She struggles to grow comfortable herself, the earth too itchy, the sun too bright. Brackenscar squints as they make out the figure of Sootspot against the long tendrils of moor grass. Thankful for his ashen pelt as it stands out against the foliage. She notices the raised brow, levelling him a...

The wound on her shoulder had been deemed well enough to return to tunneling, a fact Brackenscar appreciates since she had started to believe she delude herself into thinking she's a moor runner if she had to spend another day out there. Sootspot is a welcomed sight, she had sought him out...

They can't tell wherever to call this a victory or a loss, Brackenscars pretty confident to label it the latter but they wouldn't be the first to say it out loud. Splinterpaw maimed beyond recongition to them, Mallowtail by their side. They can't think to come to their side for support because...

It's refreshing if not a little concerning to see Russetpaw truly hold little to no reservations in the face of danger. They don't suppress the eye roll as he speaks, learning that it didn't seem to cut down his confidence in the slightest. "Don't get yourself killed, Russetpaw" the concern is...

There is nothing left to say but a quiet unused purr rumbles from their throat as she holds her tail in place next to Frightpaws, linked perfectly together like they were made for one another. That's what they like to think anyways, united in grief yet they don't view it that way and they think...

They think better about speaking, having come here with a loose clump of moor flowers for Rowanheart. Muscles taut and jaw clenched as she sits by the grave marked for her, they think better of eavesdropping. She had not been here for Nightpaw so she figured that she shouldn't be privy to any...

They have an idle interest in the nursery, her peers as a kit had been the only ones she wasn't completely snarky towards (though there had been exceptions). That attitude has withstood the test of time, she knows no kit in the nursery personally now, holding no connection to the denizens...

The feeling of sand underpaw was cooling as Brackenscar treads down the tunnel that opens up to the spacious underground that was the medicine cats den. There's the slightest limp in her walk, so miniscule it only throws off her gait if one dedicates the proper time to look at it. There's a...

Brackenscar finds herself unsure, not of anything important but she finds as she walks alongside Frightpaw that she doesn't know if she should intertwine their tail with hers. She had suggested that the pair walk to Horseplace together, the tunneler found it ridiculous to watch twolegs heard the...

They shake their head as they venture towards Outlook Rock, hoping to follow the trail that Rabbits Run had made. The goal was just to clear their mind after dismissing Russetpaw for the day, hoping to enjoy some quiet hours to themself before having to return to camp for the night. It was...

They hold themself back from chuckling out of surprise, she doesn't speak with Rimepaw often enough to prepare herself for how much she speaks like her mother. If she wasn't well aware of the presence beside her then she might have believed that Bluefrost was right there next to her. "Ah, yeah I...

Diverting from the path she had carved with Russetpaw during her training in the moors wasn't part of her plan. Then again she hadn't expected to see Celandinepaw nor Marrowpaw out in the open moors either. Her tail curled as she approaches, the pair of them were good company. Well, Celandinepaw...

Brackenscar remembers nights spent as an apprentice looking up at the twinkling lights in the sky. Right now she's been content sharing her nights with Frightpaw, resting next to her whenever possible. Tonight though the twinkling of the stars were particularly annoying to her, scrunching her...

Despite being a moor runners apprentice she's pretty certain she's never seen Silkpaw sprint so fast. She's sure if she wasn't as sure footed she would have crashed through the walls as opposed to the tunnel. Brackenscar, much like the rest of camp, turns her attention to the apprentice gasping...

The news of Rimepaw's attack spread like wildfire, in truth Brackenscar thought it to be a little funny for her to do that on her first day. She can almost imagine the look on everyones face, especially Sedgepounce, he's usually so chipper it's strange to think of him having to play the role of...