private BLUE MONDAY | lichenstar

Apr 28, 2024
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The utter glee of apprenticeship still buzzed through Algaepaw, like a blinding lodestar positioned right within his ribcage, of butterfly-wing heartbeat and searing-white heat. She had finally become an apprentice, and to the leader of Riverclan, no less! The dilute tortoiseshell held her crown high in naive arrogance, a garth-grown pride of his own creation. After the meeting, the day was still new, and the tigrine-hued sun still bayed upon its arched path in the sky. Now, Algaepaw sauntered jauntily after his new mentor, a close-lipped smile plastered on his countenance (though a few sprigs of ivory teeth could not help but peek through the folds). "So, what are you gonna teach me today? Hunting? Fighting? Stalking? Swimming? Navigating?" Jumbled words flew from her peach-fuzz muzzle, with honeyed eyes like a stelliferous sea to match, abounding in the light of kindlewood youth. Wiry whiskers jolted as he glanced at the warworn and slate-grey pelt of his great leader, the only leader she had ever come to know. Scars lined her body, relaying verseless tales of wars far older than he by tenfold. To her, this was her beacon, her ultimate guide. Fate had been greatly kind to grant her such a prestigious mentor! If she were not convinced that she were Starclan's favorite, then how else would that obvious realization come to be?

  • OOC: @lichenstar / THIS WAS MEANT TO TAKE PLACE RIGHT AFTER ALGS APPRENTICESHIP RAAAHFDS KDFNSJJ
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  • —— ALGAEPAW / He/She / 7 Moons
    —— Apprentice of Riverclan / Sibling to Redpaw and Rivuletpaw / Mentored by Lichenstar
    —— A wiry, wild-furred blue tortoiseshell with high white and freckle-like spotting. Brilliant yellow eyes, like twin molten suns.
    —— Chaotic, obsessive and strange, Algaepaw is a weirdly refreshing character to encounter amongst the sea of her dutiful kin. Beset by nature and her patterns, he is quick to connect the dots even when no such connection truly exists. Somewhat easy to befriend, provided that one can handle his mannerisms and tendency to weave tall tales.
    —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.


 

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  • Every paw-steps traced along these paths is a hair held above a memory- sifting through the pages of moons of history. Along that brush, a hunting patrol soured by bad luck, from that tree an egg tumbled to land on an unsuspecting head... the river too, held memory of both great delight (Shellpaw's first, monstrous catch) and pain (stony creek fur, netted by the flora under the surface). His joy could be infectious, if not for the fear that planted itself under the skin like a dormant virus. Maybe it would come to pass once more and the cycle of fate would not be avoided in this 'second chance.'

    Algaepaw practically bursts at the seams with the light of adventure, every skip of her heart-beat accompanied by the trill of his tongue. This was a great day of exploration, a buffet of new experiences, and his mentor shook within her mind like a freezing cage.

    She pauses only long enough to stretch out her legs, to feel the ache of muscle and scarred flesh struggle to press further still. Tension ripples under the strain, forced to vacate its home for now- "As much as... I'd like to... see your swimming talents... I fear it's... too cold for that." A fractured tail curls into question, sifting through her own talents and how she might best guide this little piece of clay... she practically demanded to be molded.

    "Did you know... I used to.. climb trees when I... was your age?" Perhaps Algaepaw would be a more willing student with regard to hunting birds.
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