private Are you satisfied ⸙ Splinterpaw

[Brackenpaw]

She wasn’t close with Rattleheart, in fact there was a certain level of disdain due to the former lead warriors status. As such they paid no mind to his brood, now that they had started to reach apprenticehood she had to pay a little bit more attention to them. Some had a delayed start, Splinterpaw among them, yellowcough stunting not only his health but his development too. Brackenpaw can’t really say that she has too much of an opinion other than the pity they felt for him but that was extended to anyone who suffered with such a malaise. Against her desires to just reside in the sun and whittle away the precious free time she gained to herself they decided to seek out Splinterkit. Just to see if that lost time was being made up for, from a perspective of curiosity rather than an invested level of care.

Maybe they could invite him to reside in the sun too? Enjoy it while they can before the bite of colder weather takes away from the warmth of the sun. “Splinterpaw, I found a nice beam of sun if you want to steal it with me?” A lapse of a smile ghosting their usually scowling maw. There’s a smothered glimmer of mischief, not that any can be caused, it was just their phrasing. She waits for a second then gestures for him to follow them back to that ray of sunshine that the calico wished to greedily enjoy.

“How’s your apprenticeship?” There’s a silent addition of ‘is it everything you hoped for?’ He looked like the type of kit to dream about this day. Given all the tragedy that he’s faced lately there’s some kind of hope that there’s satisfaction here at least.

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  ooc. @SPLINTERKIT.
  
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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 11 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Scorchstreak | Formally mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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[SPLINTERPAW.]

BUT MAYBE THAT'S A LIE​

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there is no small amount of simmering hatred and jealousy that runs through splinterpaw's veins. it's so easy for him to attach to it, to run with it. it makes him feel good, he thinks, to be angry. to be upset. he has every right to. his mother is gone. his father is... sulking and splinterpaw does his best to make sure that he's okay. he's never upset with his dad. his dad is his dad. he loves him. he loves his siblings too, and he really loves vulturepaw. but... he doesn't like everyone else that isn't in his family. anytime he looks at anyone, he is hit with this uncontrolled rage, bubbling underneath him with pure vitriol. like fuel added to the fire, his inner voice easily says four measly words. it should've been you. he hates everyone. he hates starclan, too, because why did they have to take him from him? why did his mom have to be the one to die, why couldn't it have been anyone else... and the worst part is? part of him is angry at him, too, for leaving splinterpaw behind. why couldn't he have at least taken him with him.

the anger doesn't leave him no matter what he does. no matter how he tries to spin it, he is still angry. he doesn't even smile that much any more. why would he? he had come so close to being with his mom again and then wolfsong had to take that from him, too. his claws only knead at the dirt, his ears twitching as brackenpaw comes over. just another cat he's angry at. why did she get to have auntie scorch as a mentor? it should have been him. brackenpaw is useless, as far as he's concerned. he would have proven to be a better apprentice. he will be. scorchstreak will have to make him her apprentice then. she will have to get rid of brackenpaw and cast her off somewhere else. tch.

"don't want anything from you."

his words are quick and to the point. she doesn't get the hint, though, because she keeps talking. does no one in his clan no how to shut up? why can't everyone just shut up?

"better than yours."

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[Brackenpaw]

She is not one to shy away from sharp words and blunt attitude, she believes that it shouldn't be something that someone holds back. Why avoid talking about how you truly feel in favour of pleasantries unless it was a dangerous spot to be in? They're not above hypocrisy though, that agitation that sparks in their chest is an indication of that. Embers of a growing fire yet nothing that hasn't sparked unreasonably out of control. Splinterpaw is terse with her but she tries to forge something friendly in this interaction out of the desire to not make an enemy from their rare out reach of friendliness.

"Suit yourself then" She huffs and sits down, tail catching that glimmer of sunlight in an attempt to not let it go to waste. They don't understand that anger, maybe this is what everyone else sees when they look at her? Instead of understanding why she's upset they just see a whiny apprentice. It's a twist of the heart to realise this, they loathe this realisation and instead of confronting it she decides to brush it away. Burying it deep within her psyche to unpack at a later date. Today she will choose to scoff and be annoyed, because that is what this was at the end of the day. Especially when any attempt of bridging a gap that she didn't know existed was swatted away like she was some kind of insect.

"What's that supposed to mean" she holds back the urge to take the bait. At least I didn't get held back. It's a cruel thought, one that they catch before she's given the chance to speak. Fangs clicking against one another as she clamps her maw shut, large ears droop in frustration as she attempts to stop those embers in her from growing. "What's your problem with me Splinterpaw? We haven't even spoken" everything has to have a reason. In Brackenpaw's eyes their anger at the clan is reasonable, a byproduct from negelct, wrongfully upset at the council rather than family. They deny that though, in their mind it's justified while this isn't.

"If you're that upset with being a Tunneler go complain to Scorchstar or something" she huffs in annoyance. Assuming that this must be the issue rather than anything they've ever done.

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‎‎ ‎┌── Im just a dog ⸙ with no bite ──┐‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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  ooc. Thought it would be more drama to bump the timeline of this to be after Scorchstar comes back >:))
  
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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 11 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Scorchstar | Formally mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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[SPLINTERPAW.]

BUT MAYBE THAT'S A LIE​

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splinterpaw can't help the way that he feels his stomach twist. there is something there, something uncomfortable that needs to be let out. he hates being this angry. but at the same time... it's the only thing that feels even remotely good. he is on his paws within moments, lashing his tail and staring at the older apprentice, who asks him, of all cats, what his problem with them, is. you talk too much. his mind answers first. that's his problem with everyone. everyone is always so loud and never stops talking. at least in the tunnels, it's quiet. at least down there, there is peace. his ears pin and he speaks as clear as he can manage. he's never been good at saying his words, but he is damn sure trying now.

"my problem with you? you're loud. annoying. and auntie scorch was supposed to be my mentor but instead she got you as an apprentice."

his throat already hurts from talking so much but he's not done. he's going to make this very clear when he says it.

"the real reason bluefrost i-isnt your mentor anymore has n-nothing to do with her having kits. it's because you are pathetic and she just couldn't handle having to train a stupid rabbit-heart like you. so she gave you up. but you're not good enough for auntie scorch. you'll only fail."

his anger stays for a few more moments before his body reacts to it completely. he begins to shake, taking a few steps back, as his eyes widen. he didn't mean to say that. why did he say that? it all just came out, and he shouldn't have... that was mean. that was mean, splinterpaw. i know, i know. i didn't mean to say that to them. why did... a new low. he has reached. but even then, he can't apologize. because while he didn't mean to say it out loud, that's what he felt, isn't it? no matter the truth behind it or not... that's what he felt.

"j-just leave me al-alo...alone."

// oops ! his inside thoughts became outside thoughts!

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