private diamond cutter-shaped heartaches ࿏ shellpaw

[Pinefrost]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- The interaction that Pinepaw had been subjected to witness between Gigglepaw and Shellpaw had stuck with the apprentice more than she liked. When the duo had returned from the gathering, the tortoiseshell had been quieter than normal as they settled into their nests, though not out of malice; Shellpaw was exempt from her ire, always. The lilac apprentice was her bestest friend.

Still, oh how Pinepaw tussled with the stubborn pit in her stomach whenever the memory was recalled, Shellpaw's honey-kissed giggle sung for a ShadowClanner. For what? Commenting on her scent? Two sunrises had come and gone by the time Pinepaw had finished her bout of both mulling and inward-pouting. The only answer to solve this pressing conflict was obvious, all the dappled apprentice had to do was act on it.

Whenever Iciclefang had dismissed her from their lesson for the day, Pinepaw had convinced her mother for an impromptu swim, prompted a brief diving lesson with an attempt to barrel sloppily towards the bottom- something her mentor wouldn't be able to help but correct. The pearlescent trinket Shellpaw had gifted her nearly a moon ago was still kept tucked somewhere safe, available to marvel at whenever Pinepaw was in need of a pick-me-up,
or inspiration.

From the shallow river floor, Pinepaw was a snake, magpied and slithering through silt and sand. With hungry ivory forepaws running along the smoothed matter, it doesn't take too long for them to scoop up something brilliant- brilliant enough to wash away any memory of that stupid Gigglepaw.

Pinepaw trots into camp with her head high and jaw pried apart, water-repellent fur still dispensing droplets from the blades of her patchwork pelt, untouched from her aquatic adventures. Honeyed hues are instantaneously searching for a particular pelt, her lips curling skywards when they lock onto ribboned lilac near the woven apprentices den.

Veering into the den to deposit the treasure unseen, when Pinepaw pokes her head back out, whoever Shellpaw had been conversing with would be interrupted when Pinepaw loudly clears her throat, eyes glued excitedly to her pale-pelted friend. "Hey Shel'pa c'mere… gotta show ya somethin'. " The girl can hardly contain her giddy. The treasure that awaited it's discovery in Shellpaw's nest was the perfect gift. A sharp, rugged caramel stone cut right down the middle with a ribbon of fluorescent blue that bounced shades of violet and strawberry in the sunlight. Stunning and hidden in an armor of tawnee stone. Pinepaw gives a small beckoning gesture.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── AND I BEG TO BE TESTED ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ BY GODDESSES RESTING ──┐‎

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  PINEPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, 6 moons.
  ⭃ stocky, coarse-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with large, white dipped forepaws, a white tail tip and muzzle. Honey hued optics take the shape of almonds.
  ⭃ apprenticed to Iciclefang.
  ⭃ daughter of Iciclefang && Stormywing ࿏ sister to Cragpaw && Crabpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[shellpool]

she'd not thought of gigglepaw much since the gathering ; a clearing moonlit and shrouded where the glory of starclan did not bathe it in a halo of ivory. she had been nice, sheening bright and bubbly — but the night had been beautiful and warm, drifting light with the lateness of greenleaf and despite thunderclan's strange absence . . she'd gone with her best friend, trekked the dark path to fourtrees at her side and witnessed orangestar present a new code. they'd met new cats, watched the leaders talk, seen all the deputies and medicine cats and she'd done it all at pinepaw's side, like they'd gazed into the dimming horizon and discussed in kithood, when camp life grew drowsy. whispered giggles and play - shoving paws, speaking of days when they would be old enough to attend, to venture the borders and patrol together. it's all she thinks of in the days that follow, a flutterbeat skip in her chest and puts a spring in tender-pawed steps.

gigglepaw is a half - memory, a rapid pulse meeting over as quick as it has begun. the heat in her ears does not linger so much as the thought of a shadowclan friend. more a friend to shellpaw than them both but there is a floating feeling, a bubbly pink in her chest that keeps her confidently safe at pinepaw's side. with those barbed words and inscrutable eyes never once turned her way, she cannot her anything but kind . . if a little forward. she holds an endearment she cannot shake, stubborn and razored as she could be at times — which is why when pinepaw appears at her peripheries, she looks away from where she'd been speaking to pebblepaw with a quick and apologetic blink, letting a big, easy smile eclipse stone expression when she turns to bump her head against a familiarly dappled shoulder. hey, shel'pa, " hiii! i was just telling peb, pebblepaw about th . . " c'mere. i have to show you somethin'. that stops her before she could utter that shadowclanner we met, forming first into a little ' o ' of surprise before closing on an eager, beaming nod.

giving her brother a swift lick between the ears of departure, she hoists herself and slinks after her best friend with strawberry eyes growing bright and curious, feeding off the electrified energy the girl gives as she hops back into the apprentices den. her eyes blink rapidly, adjusting to the sudden - dark as she hobbles her way towards . . her nest. she tips her head at pinepaw curiously as she approaches, bones taut with the anticipation when she looks down into the nestle of greenery and stone. there, lain center amongst the ribbons of water lily petals, was a stone unlike one she'd seen before. sliced up the middle from a simple brown stone, it exposes gleaming insides that glitter against the thin streamings of sun that cast from the windswept sedge curtain. a soft gasp, and without thinking she lifts a paw to touch the smooth surface atop — where colors shift and change and twinkle, there is a stark coolness . . it's center slick, unlike the broken outer crust, " you — you got this for me? " she says hoarsely, lifting her ambered gaze towards pinepaw with a mix of wonder and affection.

gently, she leans the little space between them and rests her head on pinepaw's broadening shoulder, tucking her ears as she looks back down to the stone. colors of dawn beam back at her, impossibly bright, impossibly glowing, " it looks — looks like it's holding a piece of the sky. " the girl admits hazily, pulling it closer just a hair, a semi - cradle between alabaster - capped paws. pinepaw had gotten this for her. she would cherish it, and her, forever and ever ( her chest screams something heavier, but still cannot place it ). she only turns her face into dappled fur, sniffing a warbling, grateful, " it's perfect. "

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ° 𓇼 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

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• SHELLPAW 𓆉 SHE / HER. TEN MOONS OLD, APPRENTICE OF RIVERCLAN, MENTORED BY LICHENSTAR ; SMELLS LIKE SALT & RIVER BLOOMS. HAZECLOUD xx LICHENSTAR, NIECE TO SMOKESTAR. PENNED BY ANTLERS ----------------- ° ❀ ⋆
  frail alabaster molly with lilac striping and watery amber eyes.
  
  she is pallid ; platinum splotched with ribbons of dovey lilac curls, wisped ends like memories of a distant shore and plush enough to conceal the juts of malnutrition beneath. tufted elderdown fur conceals a body worn fragile by tumultuous youth, too thin in some places and round with baby fat in others. her face is short - muzzled, framed half mast by eyes coined rheumy, rosen amber. the anemic cold pink - purple at tender paws and nose tell a lifetime of sickness, further made obvious by the feathering weakness in half - whispered tones.
  

  CHRONICALLY ILL ; prone to wheezing, nose at a constant drip from longterm illness - induced nasal polyps. not contagious.

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[Pinefrost]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- The girl cannot keep the apprehension from her rounded gaze as she leads Shellpaw into the apprentices den, watching the other take her series of tentative steps towards her impossibly flowery nest. Curiosity simmers in her friends bronze eyes when she looks at her, and all Pinepaw can think to spare in the moment is an earnest-if not slightly sheepish- grin.

Shellpaw's gasp when she finally see's Pinepaw's gift is a raspy melody to the tortoiseshells ears. She straightens her posture a bit, willing the skip in her heart to finally simmer now that Shellpaw's approval is more than confirmed. When raspberry-flavored hues turn back to her though, the beat only quickens.

It is Pinepaw's turn for a fleeting moment of surprise when Shellpaw nestled into the crook of her neck, patchwork ears angling back as her lips form their own 'o' shape while Shellpaw is still gazing adoringly at her gift. The hidden reaction is as fleeting as her moment of nervousness had been, and Pinepaw happily leans into the gesture, snowy muzzle finding a natural place between petal-kissed ears. It dawns on her that she should probably say something.

"It reminded me'uh you." It's true, but the sudden nag of shame begins to burn at Pinepaw's cheeks the longer Shellpaw and her stay like this, sand and night, flowers pressed against ember. Gigglepaw could make her friend giggle all the ShadowClanner wanted, but it was only Pinepaw who would have this memory of them, only Pinepaw Shellpaw would always have to lean against. She had been silly to think otherwise.

Shellpaw turns into her, and something else stings at Pinepaw's cheeks, though this foreign flush prompts a bright smile. "I hope you know you're my bestest friend, Shels'." Pinepaw looks at the stone, thinking of its comparison to the sky. Like them under a dusky blue horizon, whispering in giggles about their future as apprentices together. "It matches th'one you gave me I think." A forepaw lightly brushes over the stone in her friends delicate grasp. "The shimmery to my shiny."

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── AND I BEG TO BE TESTED ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ BY GODDESSES RESTING ──┐‎

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  PINEPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, 6 moons.
  ⭃ stocky, coarse-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with large, white dipped forepaws, a white tail tip and muzzle. Honey hued optics take the shape of almonds.
  ⭃ apprenticed to Iciclefang.
  ⭃ daughter of Iciclefang && Stormywing ࿏ sister to Cragpaw && Crabpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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