private better make the best of it // sparkpaw

[Periwinklebreeze.]

STEADY THE RIGHTS AND THE WRONGS
periwinklepaw | 08 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff

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In all of his eight moons of life, it is surprising that he has not wandered near the thunderclan border all to often. He;s always preferred the open moorlands, the feel of the breeze and the sun on his pelt a more welcome comfort that the rustle and shade of the trees. But he's been visiting this area more often these days - the bridge across the river kept within his sights. He's already made his decision, won't go back on it now, but he can't help but worry about hyacinthbreath. A quiet sigh slips past his lips - head tipped back and eyes closing as he tries to release the tension thats been following him for days. He wants to enjoy his solitude while he can. He's so absorbed in his overdramatic thoughts that he doesn't even notice when he's no longer alone.
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[Sparkwing]

Sparkpaw was off on his own, maybe he wasn't supposed to be, but he was hunting! He was focused on his task, not realizing just how close to the border he was. He was going to bring back the best catch!

Prowling ever closer to the border, the scent hit him. He was going to turn away and continue, but another cat catches his eye, by the border.

Sparkpaw paused and watched him for a moment before hopping over to Periwinklepaw with a friendly smile.

"Hi!" He greeted. "How's it going?"

Most cats didn't want to talk to Windclan, but Sparkpaw was willing to make friends with everyone. And Periwinklepaw looked stressed, so maybe he could help!
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[Periwinklebreeze.]

STEADY THE RIGHTS AND THE WRONGS
periwinklepaw | 08 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff

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Startled by the unexpected greeting, the boy visibly jolts - stumbling and nearly toppling right on over. Blue meets blue as he stares at the stranger - a thunderclan apprentice by the looks of it. "Oh... h-hello," he says quietly, a bit taken aback at the friendliness, but grateful nonetheless. Windclan is hard enough to bear these days, the last thing he wants is to have outsiders looking down upon him too. He spares a brief glance back over his shoulder to make sure noone else is around, shoulders relaxing when he finds the coast clear. "Its n-nice out t-today, isn't it?" he tries, a faint smile on his face despite the awkwardness of his attempt at making small talk.

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