catch me if you can || iciclepaw

[Harry Styles]

A S H P A W

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Ashpaw loves being an apprentice-- especially because she gets to leave the camp!

It's the height of all her dreams. Exploring the territory, learning to swim and fish, following starstruck behind Willowroot and training to be a real RiverClanner. The last couple days, Ashpaw has ventured out of camp time and time again, always by her mentor's side-- and most of the time with Steeppaw too, bantering and tussling over who's gonna be the best.

Today the sun's hot in the sky, and Willowroot is busy. Ash determines that it is excellent fishing weather, and in turn-- naturally-- she elects to go fishing. After all, she's an apprentice now-- she can hunt for her clan and bring home food for the kits and elders. (Just like a real RiverClanner!)

Ashpaw leaps to her feet, lifts her head high, puffs her little orange chest out and strolls proudly toward the camp entrance.

She has forgotten one crucial fact: that she can leave the camp, but she's not supposed to go alone, and she is very much supposed to ask permission.

Nope, the only thing Ash has got on her mind is the big beautiful fish she's gonna catch with her claws of steel and giant awesome muscles. Excitement sets her paws moving faster, and she scampers out of the camp entrance, unaware of the icy blue gaze whose focus she draws.

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—— i found gold in the wreckage

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ooc quick tags

• @iciclekit ​
• - 3 month old orange tabby with green eyes
  - will bite you
  - and then apologize bc she's trying to be good, really, she is
  - latches onto anyone who shows her affection ​

 

[iciclefang]

Unlike her denmates, Iciclepaw had been lackadaisical about receiving a new name, a mentor, and a new set of tasks. She knows it must be done, because that's how Clan life is now, but she's not particularly excited by it. She supposes some good things will come of it - Smokethroat will show her RiverClan's territory, things she'd never gotten the opportunity to see as a kit. And learning to hunt and fish might be interesting, she supposes...

Iciclepaw watches her Clanmates through half-slitted blue eyes, giving a snowy paw a thorough cleanse, when a streak of burnt ginger catches her eye. Ashpaw, a she-kit her age with the personality of a trapped insect. Iciclepaw watches with a furrowed brow as the other girl waltzes freely out of camp.

She rises to her paws in haste. "Um, hey?" Her voice is loud and sharp, but Ashpaw is too quick - Iciclepaw has to bound to catch up to her. "Hey! Ashpaw! You know, you -"

She cuts off, frustrated. She'll have to catch the ignorant orange fool to remind her of the rules. She springs after her on powerful limbs, untrained and undisciplined but made strong from swimming lessons with her father. Iciclepaw comes close enough to Ashpaw finally, her heartbeat swift, and exhales noisily.

"What's wrong with you? You know we aren't supposed to be leaving camp without a warrior." She glares at Ashpaw, her tail flicking wildly. "And now look... you've gotten me out here with you. Now we're both going to get in trouble." Her gaze is frosty. "If anyone says anything, I'm saying this is your fault. Because it is."
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PENNED BY MARQUETTE​