- Feb 6, 2024
- 73
- 10
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Seven moons old, and his eighth moon day was coming up. Sneezepaw should be shooting through the ranks of strength and ability, and yet.. he feels utterly behind. Singepaw is probably battle training already, and Swallowpaw's likely been all over the territory. Perhaps it was the balance between two apprentices that left him feeling so behind. Perhaps it was him, awful at everything besides sitting at home and decorating his own fur - or, perhaps there was nothing wrong at all, and Sneezepaw was just.. fine.
He swallows the thoughts and puts an uneasy smile on his face. Sneezepaw wasn't a complete good for nothing; he could stay brave when his mind warred against his heart.
His worries linger in the far reaches of his mind, quiet but present just enough to taunt him. Maybe he just needed to distract himself for a bit or get some solo training. Sneezepaw's head angles towards the camp's entrance, loosely guarded while most cats are out on patrol. A little mischievous thought crosses his mind, and Sneezepaw shakes his head as if whisking away a bug. He knows the rules - he cannot be tempted.
There's one cat that happens to be nearby, a warrior left out of today's patrol settings, and not so consumed by camp upkeep that they couldn't be bothered. Surely, they couldn't be the only one - but as Sneezepaw glances around for a different option, he finds that all he's left with is Chilledstar themself. Nothing was wrong with Chilledstar, of course - and it's not like he disliked his leader. It's just that, well, they're a leader. And Sneezepaw's just.. boring old Sneezepaw.
Against his better judgement, he finds his paws dragging him towards the stagnant leader and looking up with round, fearful eyes - almost as if he had been dared to speak to such a noble cat. He's never even been this close to Chilledstar, typically averting his gaze or avoiding them entirely.. he was not worthy of a leader's time. Sneezepaw is acutely aware of how silly he looks - like he's scared for his life, held at clawpoint, like talking to Chilledstar was the line between life and death. Where is his bravery now?
"I-" - a brief choke sound, like he'd swallowed his air the wrong way - "Uh - hi. Chilledstar." Sneezepaw's gaze flicks to the camp's entrance again, willing for a different warrior to walk through that wall. Someone he didn't have to impress, someone he didn't have to meet the standards of. Someone mediocre, like himself. Of course, he's let down, and he trails his gaze to his paws. "I- I wanna go outside. But Sharpshadow's training with Halfpaw, and.. and everyone's too b-busy."
Sneezepaw coughs again, awkwardly. His ears feel hot with embarrassment - he thinks that if he begs StarClan enough in his mind, they will grant him the ability to melt into the swampy earth. He fears that Chilledstar will say no, send him away to do some menial work, that they had better things to do than to entertain a lowly apprentice. Nine lives, and one must have its precious time spent talking to none other than Sneezepaw. He forces his words out, but falls short, ending up in a dismissive wave of his paw and a purposefully covered gaze under his long tuft of head hair. "I - will you take me.. n-no!, nevermind. I'm sure you're.. very, very busy.. I don't want to interrupt your.. important work.."
He swallows the thoughts and puts an uneasy smile on his face. Sneezepaw wasn't a complete good for nothing; he could stay brave when his mind warred against his heart.
His worries linger in the far reaches of his mind, quiet but present just enough to taunt him. Maybe he just needed to distract himself for a bit or get some solo training. Sneezepaw's head angles towards the camp's entrance, loosely guarded while most cats are out on patrol. A little mischievous thought crosses his mind, and Sneezepaw shakes his head as if whisking away a bug. He knows the rules - he cannot be tempted.
There's one cat that happens to be nearby, a warrior left out of today's patrol settings, and not so consumed by camp upkeep that they couldn't be bothered. Surely, they couldn't be the only one - but as Sneezepaw glances around for a different option, he finds that all he's left with is Chilledstar themself. Nothing was wrong with Chilledstar, of course - and it's not like he disliked his leader. It's just that, well, they're a leader. And Sneezepaw's just.. boring old Sneezepaw.
Against his better judgement, he finds his paws dragging him towards the stagnant leader and looking up with round, fearful eyes - almost as if he had been dared to speak to such a noble cat. He's never even been this close to Chilledstar, typically averting his gaze or avoiding them entirely.. he was not worthy of a leader's time. Sneezepaw is acutely aware of how silly he looks - like he's scared for his life, held at clawpoint, like talking to Chilledstar was the line between life and death. Where is his bravery now?
"I-" - a brief choke sound, like he'd swallowed his air the wrong way - "Uh - hi. Chilledstar." Sneezepaw's gaze flicks to the camp's entrance again, willing for a different warrior to walk through that wall. Someone he didn't have to impress, someone he didn't have to meet the standards of. Someone mediocre, like himself. Of course, he's let down, and he trails his gaze to his paws. "I- I wanna go outside. But Sharpshadow's training with Halfpaw, and.. and everyone's too b-busy."
Sneezepaw coughs again, awkwardly. His ears feel hot with embarrassment - he thinks that if he begs StarClan enough in his mind, they will grant him the ability to melt into the swampy earth. He fears that Chilledstar will say no, send him away to do some menial work, that they had better things to do than to entertain a lowly apprentice. Nine lives, and one must have its precious time spent talking to none other than Sneezepaw. He forces his words out, but falls short, ending up in a dismissive wave of his paw and a purposefully covered gaze under his long tuft of head hair. "I - will you take me.. n-no!, nevermind. I'm sure you're.. very, very busy.. I don't want to interrupt your.. important work.."
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━━ APPRENTICE of SHADOWCLAN | 7 MOONS ,, ages every 2nd
━━ DUCKSHIMMER xx NPC | SIBLING to SINGEPAW and SWALLOWPAW
━━ MATE to none | PARENT to none
━━ MENTOR to none | MENTORED by SHARPSHADOW -