pafp for my head to keep track ] being questioned

[marspaw]

Marspaw sprawls out in a warm patch of sun near the center of camp, eyes half-lidded as he basks in the heat of the early afternoon. His tail flicks in contentment, sweeping small arcs across the dusty ground, and he stretches out his legs, feeling the satisfying pull in his muscles. Although he enjoys the bustle of camp, right now, he's relishing a rare quiet moment by himself. As he lies there, though, Marspaw's attention darts around camp, unable to fully settle. He watches a few kits tumble out of the nursery, squealing and pouncing at each other with their tiny, uncoordinated leaps. A slight smirk tugs at his mouth as he watches them, thinking back to when he was that small and fierce—or at least, he thought he was.

After a moment, he rolls onto his belly and begins to play idly with a stray twig, batting at it as though it's a lively prey animal just out of reach. It's hardly as satisfying as an actual hunt, but it keeps his paws busy. Every now and then, he tosses the twig up and catches it midair, snatching it between his teeth with a triumphant gleam in his eyes. In his mind, he's chasing down something much larger, feeling the thrill of a real catch. But it isn't long before he grows restless again. Sitting up, he glances around camp, eager for someone to come over and chat or even spar. His energy feels coiled, like it's just waiting to burst out in some direction, any direction. Yet, with no one immediately available, he flops back down with an exaggerated sigh, squirming slightly as he settles back into the dust, allowing the warmth of the sun to soothe his impatience—if only for a moment. As he closes his eyes and lets out a huff, Marspaw wonders how long he'll actually last just lounging here.

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[Fawnkit~]

[ ༻ 𓆩✧𓆪 ༺ ] Despite the chill in the air that continued to nip at everyone's nose and paws, of course Fawnkit tried to pay no mind to it, following after the other kits while they all played, but an argument seemed to of happen within the gaggle of kits and out of tiny frustration the boy found himself stopping towards Marspaw with a pouty look on his maw. "Marspaw!! Can you tell them tom cats can be pretty too?? I wanna decorate my fur like the other mollies!!" he abruptly began before pausing, his attention quickly going from what he initially complained about to what Marspaw had been doing, tail swaying slightly before settling himself down near the daylight apprentice. Which, in all honesty- he had been the first to come into the kit's vision and now the apprentice was... stuck with him.

"Don't you ever wanna decorate your fur?? And be pretty too? I mean like... there are so many pretty flowers and stuff that uh... decroating your own fur should be okay yea?? And uhm don't your two-legs decorate you too? I've seem some other daylight warriors and apprentices come back wearing silly things... hey uh whats it like to have a two-leg?" a bunch of questions came rumbling out of the young tom's lips, first something completely different than what his questions eventually landed onto but the kit didn't realize that all of his chattering and silly nonsensical questions could possibly cause the apprentice to get annoyed, in fact the boy hadn't even look at the older toms face, Fawnkit just continued on and on with his questions thr whole time.

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  Fawnkit 𓆩✧𓆪 He/Him, Kit of Skyclan, 4 moons.
  ⭃ Fluffy Fawn with low white with bi-colored eyes (Blue and Yellow)
  ⭃ NPC x NPC
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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