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Smokestar leaned over the water, his lone eye narrowing as he observed the silver darts of minnow racing through the current once more; as the water warmed he had begun to see them more and more and it was a relief to know the fish were returning properly, the water no longer frigid to the touch and the clan would not have to rely on land hunting as heavily as they had before. Through the murky depths he sees something faintly shifting about among the sand and he tilted his head down to get a closer look before jabbing his white-dipped paw into the water to flick it out only for it to latch onto him with a sharp pinch.
The tom yelped, rocking back to sit suddenly and flailing his paw to dislodge what had grabbed him, the long whiskered and curled tail creature rolling across the ground and twitching violently as though furious at being tossed about.
"Ah! Oh..." It had startled him and he snatched his paw back as the scuttling thing moved, his gaze lifting to the cat nearest to him, "Cloverbloom, watch your tail!" The crawdad moved, its pincers raised as it skittered across the pebbled ground in the direction of the dark furred warrior, his paw darted out to swat at it but it clicked its tiny claws threateningly and he withdrew. He hated these things, he hated them so much. These and crabs, if he could purge the river of them he would.
He remembers before leafbare when one had gotten into camp, crawled into the warrior's den before he had moved to the willow tree with Cicadastar and purposefully disregarded every other cat there to attack him specifically. "Is it me? Have I done something to them?" Angered some spirit in the river or something, why was he constantly plagued by these dreadful things.
"Do you think they're edible?"
Smokestar leaned over the water, his lone eye narrowing as he observed the silver darts of minnow racing through the current once more; as the water warmed he had begun to see them more and more and it was a relief to know the fish were returning properly, the water no longer frigid to the touch and the clan would not have to rely on land hunting as heavily as they had before. Through the murky depths he sees something faintly shifting about among the sand and he tilted his head down to get a closer look before jabbing his white-dipped paw into the water to flick it out only for it to latch onto him with a sharp pinch.
The tom yelped, rocking back to sit suddenly and flailing his paw to dislodge what had grabbed him, the long whiskered and curled tail creature rolling across the ground and twitching violently as though furious at being tossed about.
"Ah! Oh..." It had startled him and he snatched his paw back as the scuttling thing moved, his gaze lifting to the cat nearest to him, "Cloverbloom, watch your tail!" The crawdad moved, its pincers raised as it skittered across the pebbled ground in the direction of the dark furred warrior, his paw darted out to swat at it but it clicked its tiny claws threateningly and he withdrew. He hated these things, he hated them so much. These and crabs, if he could purge the river of them he would.
He remembers before leafbare when one had gotten into camp, crawled into the warrior's den before he had moved to the willow tree with Cicadastar and purposefully disregarded every other cat there to attack him specifically. "Is it me? Have I done something to them?" Angered some spirit in the river or something, why was he constantly plagued by these dreadful things.
"Do you think they're edible?"
- PAFP- @Cloverbloom.
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Smokestar
—⊰⋅ Leader of RiverClan
—⊰⋅ He/Him
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
—⊰⋅ Black tom w/vitiligo & one orange eye.
