private ₊ ✿ ˙ ʚ You're such a strange girl ! || Honeysplash 🌼 ₊˙

[Batscreech]

So far, the day had been a rather uneventful one for Bat, having been left to his own devices as patrols were sent out much too early for him to accompany, and the hunting had already flown plentifully before he could manage to pull his weight. He contemplated leaving the confines of camp- the stifling nature of it usually driving him to utter insanity more often than not- however today was different, it seemed uncharacteristically quiet, a sense of infinitely rare peace washing over the rather average looking haven that was the SkyClan camp. He treasured the moment- harnessed it, his claws flexing in and out of their soft, pink sheaths as he relished the way the suns warmth seeped deep into his fur, the lush grass beneath him brushing up against his mahogany hocks recurrently, but not unpleasantly.

Yes, today was different. It could have even been...good. A term not often used by Bat to describe much of anything, much less the place he had been learning how to call home. It was so different from what he had grown so reluctantly accustomed to- but that life was behind him now, and he refused to allow himself to dwell on the past, on everything he could not change. His chest rose and fell in tune with the audible huff that escaped him, whether or not it was indicative of exasperation or content was debatable. He basked in the moment for a short time more, before the calm atmosphere was suddenly shattered by an unfamiliar presence- one that immediately shattered whatever illusion of momentary unperturbed demeanor he had been so graciously bestowed by whatever hypothetical higher power may have existed.

"Oi-!" He leaned back with a start, hackles prickling with unease- the unnamed she-cat was on him before he even had the opportunity to spring to his paws. With a furrowed brow shadowing an unsteady gaze, he waited in anticipation for something- anything- that may allude to this strangers intentions.
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OOC: @Honeysplash !!​

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[Honeysplash]

-ˋˏ ༻❇༺ ˎˊ- Camp was quiet, the patrols had gone out for the day, apprentices were training away their hearts and it was a rather peaceful day. Honeysplash had been outside of the nursery trying to get a chunk of her chest fur groomed as she was trying to keep up her appearance now that her kits were older and she could be away a little more. They were off sleeping now she believed, and Florabreeze was out as well so it sort of left her to her own devices.

There wasn’t many cats in the camp as she looked around, even her sister didnt seem to make an appearance and she wondered how long the quiet would last before something broke out. Something always broke out didnt it? Felt like it sometimes as if the universe was listening and deemed it to be too quiet for their liking.

Still, the queen stretched idly as she got to her paws and then spotted brown fur. A new face, someone she hadn’t quite gotten to meet yet. Or maybe someone she just didnt talk to all that much? She wasnt sure, they had been rather isolated since their kits birth and maybe they should break out of that habit? Maybe it was time to make new friends, to enjoy some time with her clanmates as her kits as about a moon or two before they too would join the apprentices. A day she dreaded and looked forward too in the same breath.

Regardless, Honeysplash mustered up her old self, her old joyous demeanor, and lifted her head. She had to try right? What was the worst that could happen? They shook out their coat idly and then trotted up to the rather pointed, brown cat and grinned a little with a happy chirp of, “Hello!” And the cat before them reacts in a way that surprises her, but yet oddly feels- warm? Like it was something she’s experienced before but in a different light. Honeysplash chuckled a little and smiled again without seeming phased by his hackles and unease, “Sorry! I didnt mean to startle, ya! I feel like we havent talked before? Or at all really- anyway! It’s peaceful today ain’t it?” Mossy green hues glanced around the camp once more before turning back to the brown tomcat before her again.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── Take your time Im only dying ⋅❁⋅ Patiently I kneel here dying ──┐‎

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  Honeysplash ✩ she/they/it, Warrior of Skyclan, 29 moons.
  ⭃ a lithe, short haired cream tabby and white patched cat with mossy green eyes
  ⭃ sister to Orangestar, Applefrost, Apricotflower and Cloudberrythorn // aunt to; Cherryblossom, Eggbounce, Tawnyclaw, Glimmersun // crushing on; Florabreeze & Chrysaliswing // mother to; Cloverkit, Adderkit, Weaselkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by wolf ↛ @wolf_1997 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Batscreech]

For a moment, Bat was entirely speechless, the only indication of his confliction prevalent within the glaucous pools of his eyes. He struggled to navigate the situation he had been so swiftly thrown into- he did not appreciate it, and yet he didn't feel as much ire as he was so often known to display. This was not because of any sort of uncharacteristic fondness, but rather a lack of knowledge about how to navigate such dubiety. She didn't seem to harbor any malicious intent- rather a stranger looking to connect in hopes of relieving herself of solitude- her attempt to reach for him would fall short, however.

His optics flitted upwards towards the sky in response to her chipper comment, quite the positive remark indeed. He deduced she was not entirely mistaken, the day was, admittedly, quite a pleasant one. The wind whistling as its steady gusts beat gently against their pelts, the birdsong alluring, paired with the suns relentless rays filtering through the canopy overhead so that the ground below was awash with abstract patterns. Perhaps unknowingly, his frame began to sink into itself- his muscles, once taught with the coils of stress and surprise- loosening and unravelling as his chest rose and fell in tune with the earths music.

Despite his renewed demeanor however, his seering gaze remained sharp, his voice harboring that incessant venomous tone and condescending sarcasm. "Oh yeah- right as rain, innit?" He forced a smile, making no extra effort to conceal the fact that it was anything but sincere- it was more akin to a grimace, truthfully. A moment of awkward silence followed, this time the reclusive tom being the one to inquire the other. "What d'ya got fer me then, eh? I reckon ya got proper reason t' nip over 'ere." The question carried little interest, prioritizing her desires only for the sake of ensuring that she might leave sooner given it was possible for him to supply it to her. Hell, he hadn't even asked for her name, nor had he offered his.​

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