private don't say your dreams too loud || marmot

[WeepingWillow]

"Let's just get this over with." Her voice grumbled as the paired trekked through the dark tunnels. Her pawsteps quiet, her steps light, and her tail slowly swaying.

Weepingwillow did not know why she was paired with an apprentice to move through the tunnels and ensure the safety of them. Didn't he have a mentor? Someone else to accompany and ensure that they would do their job correctly?

But she would not argue their demands, unfortunately. "Left." Before turning sharply into the side tunnels. They were to check on some tunnels east of camp. Navigating them was not an easy task, but she was growing to know them better and better as time progressed.

Stale smells of previous cats would make her acknowledge the fact they they were indeed not have checked these tunnels in a few days, and her ears would flatten in the attempt to protect them from falling dirt.

"We'll start here. Be thorough, but be careful."

@Marmotbite. //

 

[✧ Marmotbite.]

♢​♢ THE BEST MISTAKE YOU EVER MADE ♢♢​

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marmotpaw & 09 moons & female & she/her & windclan tunneler apprentice​

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It's no uncommon for patrol pairings to be split up in strange ways - sometimes mentor and apprentice, and sometimes not. It's a matter of skill, of useful ness - of what you are good at. And so marmotpaw hardly minds when she's shuffled along away from her npc mentor and over to weepingwillow. She follows along in silence, small figure dwarfed even here alongside her fellow tunneler - whiskers quivering as her pelt lightly brushes the left side of the tunnel. Everything smells stale - dry and old in a way she thinks it probably shouldn't. But... she doesn't know what that means for them, and so she stays quiet - it's not her place.

They turn - left, her favorite direction to go - and then the woman speaks again. "Aight' ," she drawls, tone utterly bland. Tattered ear twitches as soil shifts, but she hardly notices - no, paws are already gently gliding forwards, moving away one pawstep at a time a with careful touch, flattening and pressing where she can to pack anything loose back down, and scraping away where debris has made itself known.

— it sounds so fuckin' beautiful when you say my name ♡

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  — a shockingly tiny she-cat with pale blue and cream ticked tabby fur, save for a single patch covering her right eye that is brown instead, and mismatched green-orange eyes. she has heavy scarring along the entirety of her left side, from her face all the way down her chest, belly, and flank; which has been there since kithood. she is a twitchy little thing, known for her bad attitude and an unfortunate habit of biting when startled.
  
  — physically medium && mentally medium
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay not-allowed
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