border BELEZA PULA [ private for now ]

[rivewhisper]

Every now and again, she thinks about what claimed Rattleheart's life. She thinks of that terrified apprentice, of the warrior who was so self-serving. After visiting the graves the other day, her heart ached, and so her paws had drawn her on a long walk, eyes half lidded and barely paying attention to where she walked. She is quiet in her contemplation of how Redheart must be handling, on how Rattleheart's kits were, on how Venomstrike of all cats was. A soft sigh left her, and when she looks up, she's standing at the edge of the Windclan border.

Looking over is Riverclan. The very place she was trying to get her mind off of. A sharp huff left her, and the sound of pawsteps on the other side of the border has her meaning to turn and leave before the other clan can bother to interact with her, but the emerging pelt causes her to stop. A snap of anger rises, and Rivewhisper becomes true to the first part of her name, daughter to the King of the moors flashing her teeth as she speaks. "You should've never come here." She says, stepping closer to the bridge- then onto it, but not further.

Her paws burned, like she was aware she was toeing the line of the border, that if she crossed first it would be her in the wrong. "What's your problem, anyways? You said we were cursed. Not like you guys are much better." Rivewhisper scoffs, her tail lashing behind her. Go on. Take the bait. I'll show you we aren't cursed.

‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ┌── AND ITS BEEN SO LONG THAT IM ⋅❁⋅ FORGETTING WHAT IT FEELS LIKE ──┐‎

• "speech"
  

• 

• RIVEWHISPER she/her, moor runner of windclan, fourteen moons.
  ⭃ LH broken braided chocolate tabby with high white and piercing blue eyes. scars stretch over her left eye and across her stomach. graceful, sleek, average height. built for running and stamina
  ⭃ mentored by snakehiss / sunstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ small romantic interest in redheart / / sibling to featherspine ; sunlitwing ; bearflight ; singedpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

​

 

[BEEFANG]

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ — Beefang had decided to go out alone on a solo patrol without her apprentice tagging along and knows that he would slow her down, her ears perked forward as she remains attentive of her surroundings or the best that she could be considering her lone eye. She draws close to the bridge that's near the Windclan and Thunderclan border, Beefang remembers a time where she's much younger and had splashed an entire patrol of Windclan warriors alongside her father. The memory causes a bittersweet feeling to wash over her as she glances at the water wishing that he were next to him but she knows that his place is with the stars now. A low breath slipping from her mouth as she parts the reeds to step closer to the river before noting the aggressive voice from the other side of the bridge.

Her gaze lifts rather disinterested and bored as she glances at the chocolate tabby that's on the opposite side as she declares how Beefang should've never come here. Her own dry scoff leaves her jaws as she parts them to speak "I'm on my side of the border or are you moorland rats that blind from digging around through your own dirt?" A coy, toothy grin parting across her face as her lone eye narrows as she stares at Riverwhisper carefully and listens to the rest of her words repeating what the black smoke had said to Ropeaw. Her bottlebrush tail sweeps behind her in an uncaring manner as the tabbied molly says that Riverclan aren't any better or just as cursed. "My problem? I'm not the one with my fur sticking in every direction like some unlicked kit."

Beefang isn't stupid by any means knowing that the molly tries to bait her into crossing onto Windclan territory and the young warrior can't help but be amused by this. And yet, her pupil narrows into a small crescent of black as she sizes up Rivewhisper from where she stands knowing that if she played her cards right then she would have the advantage if the molly somehow slipped into the river. A certain Riverclanner's claws could dig into flesh to drag her down into the depths of the water if she wished but she remains where she is still testing the other "I'd be careful if I were you... The last time your clan tried to swim, you didn't succeed." She sneers as she references the unfortunate death of Bluepool who had attempted to steal from Riverclan and so soon after her clan had provided the moorland cats a place to stay due to the fires in their home.

Take the bait. Beefang thinks quietly as her claws dig into the soil underneath her paws still staring down the other from her side of the bridge.

DROWN IN YOUR SORROW AND FEARS ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ CHOKE ON YOUR BLOOD AND YOUR TEARS

• ooc —

• 

  WARRIOR SKILLSET;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ CLIMBING
• 
  ✦ a shorthaired black smoke molly w/low white and a singular amber eye
  ✦ oftentimes comes off as untrusting of those around her, closed off, and not the easiest to engage in conversation with, she's not easy to befriend. distrusting of outsiders and will snap at you if y/c walks up to her on her blind side. all her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 14 moons old; ages the 10th every month
  ✦ asexual homoromantic; mated to moonbeam
  ✦ currently mentoring... roepaw ; formerly mentored by smokestar
  ✦ firstborn daughter of cicadastar and smokestar
  ✦ sister of cicadaflight and loveburn
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

​