pafp FORGET MY NUMBER [ ✦ ] gift

[Halfsun]

Halfkit does not understand why, but she knows that Ashenpaw is mad at her. She cannot recall ever having done anything bad but she had been told by a grown up that if she upsets someone then she has to make it right. So that is what Halfkit intends to do. She intends to make it right. In the pile of prey scraps she drags out what remains of a hare. The bones are gleaming white - bleached from their time spent in the sun and for her purposes, Halfkit picks one with lots of surface area.

For the next day she works hard, gnawing cracks into the bone so that the surface is marred by teeth marks. Her tiny, sharp, kitten teeth make the work go by faster but she is uncoordinated and the lines are sloppier than they intended. She pulls back to examine her work. She had been trying to etch the camp into the bone but the end result was turning out to be more... abstract then she intended. Whatever! It was the thought that counted, right? Just in case though, she wraps a stem of flowers at both ends and then she stands back to admire her work. Ashenpaw was going to love it shes sure!

She finds him in camp, bone clutched in her jaws and mismatched blue eyes shining in excitement. With her tail held high in the air, she makes her way over to him and deposits the bone at his paws. "Hi Ashenpaw, it's me Halfkit." just in case he didn't know. He was her older brother but she had never really talked to him. "I made this for you! I hope now you can uh stop being mad at me and be my big brother!" with one socked paw she reaches out and pushes her gift forward, presenting it to him.

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OOC NOTES . ✦ . CHARACTER INFO

• ooc : — Please wait for @ASHENPAW ​
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  ➵ she / her
  ➵ shadowclan kit
  ➵ single
  ➵ sexuality undecided
  ➵ a long legged she cat with long blue tabby, cream tabby, and white fur and mismatched blue eyes
  ➵ toyhouse ✦
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[ASHENFALL]

˚⊹₊‧ 𖦹 Ashenpaw did what he could to avoid Shadowclan's nursery completely. If asked, he would scoff and insist that he'd seen enough of the place in his infancy, what use did it serve him now as an apprentice? The fact that the den was overrun by his mother's tiny murderers was merely an afterthought, surely. It was inevitable that he'd have to interact with the little boogers eventually. Unlike those wrought with sickness, they were not confined to their den for long, and in a battle between their persistent kid-curiosity versus his chronic avoidance, he would find defeat in the form of a bone.

It didn't seem fair that she was the one to be given her name. The kitten looked enough like Halfshade, sure, but that much could be said for Applepaw, or Garlicpaw, or himself. It wasn't like she would ever know the woman, not as well as he did, what use did she have getting to carry her name?

He meets her odd eyes with his own, cool and glinting frostily down at her and lower, to the... scrap dropped at his paws. "Halfkit.." Ashenpaw mutters out, tasting the bitterness of the stars-forsaken name on his tongue. Something itchy and needle-clawed scrambled inside his stomach at being confronted with her existence, at having to listen to her tinny little-girl voice and be forced to bear with it calling him 'brother'.

He stares at the object—chewed up and wrapped in weeds and probably all slobbery—with thinly veiled disgust before scoffing humorlessly, "Yeah, hmm, I actually... don't want your prey-scraps, like at all. Thanks though." He prodded the bone back toward his tiny twin with a wrinkled nose. His paws tingled, he didn't want to be around this annoying toddler or her slimy present any longer than he had to. "Give it to one of the queens or something, I don't care," Ashenpaw tried to dismiss her as quickly as she had approached.

FOLLOW THE TIDE ˚⊹₊‧ 𖦹 WITH THE MONSTERS ON YOUR SHOULDER

• OOC:
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  — ashenkit . ashenpaw
  — trans male. he/him. 6mo apprentice of shadowclan
  — gay ; single
  — longhaired muted blue torbie with heterochromatic pale blue and amber eyes
  — smells like rainsoaked ferns and swamp milkweed
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — fullbody by tropics
  — penned by eezy
  — currently in an era of grief and anger, approach with caution. all ic opinions!

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[Scorchedmoon]

What happened to Halfshade was truly a tragedy. Scorchedpaw might not have known the deceased queen at all, but even he could tell that ShadowClan would certainly not be the same without her. The other clans might say different, but theirs feels like it’s truly bleak for the first time in awhile. Not that Scorchedpaw would let that stop him from trying to be a light in the darkness. Someone has to do it!

At least he’s certain that Halfshade’s legacy will carry on with hers and Smogmaw’s kits. (Even if he’s deathly afraid of what kind of cat Smogmaw will become when he finds out his mate is dead…) Though, he can’t help but wonder if the two newest kids, born after her death, will be the ones better off in the long run. Swanpaw is a nice enough cat…but Garlicpaw is about as weird as him, Applepaw is mean, and Ashenpaw is bitter. He truly does worry about how they’ll turn out…

Speaking of Ashenpaw, his younger sister Halfkit brings him a present that she made herself, and it warms the chimera’s heart. However, he firmly rejects it, letting his disdain show clearly. Usually Scorchedpaw is hard to anger, but something in him gets genuinely upset by this. “Hey! At least show her some respect. She put in the effort to make a gift just for you.” Scorchedpaw gives Ashenpaw a glare before turning his attention to the kit. “It was a thoughtful idea, don’t listen to him. I’m sure a queen will be more sensible than he is, though.” He sticks his tongue out playfully in an attempt to seem more upbeat than he actually is. Hopefully lightening the mood helps…he’d hate to see her sad.​

 

[Maggotfur.]

🕱 NO I DON'T MIND YOU ARE A BEAUTY 🕱

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maggotpaw & 11 moons & female & she/her & shadowclan apprentice​

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Maggotpaw had never cared much for halfshade - another faceless shadowclanner at best, an annoyance at worst. Smogmaw was a bit more tolerable, but still, it was only his rank that made it so. Their first brood left a lot to desire - applepaw especially leaving a sour taste in the womans mouth, though ashenpaw didn't seem much better. So really, maggie had expected to feel just the same about the newest - but...

Turquoise gaze turns at the sound of an all to familiar yell - really, the urge to squish the younger apprentices under overly-large paws grows every day. She fully expects to sit by and watch whatever confrontation is happening unfold - until she spots who it is he's scolding. Halfkit's existence leaves a bad taste in her mouth and an uncomfortable feeling in her chest. If magpiepaw were here, perhaps he'd be able to tell her what that feeling was, but he isn't - and so she's left floundering, working on instinct alone.

She's on her paws before she knows it, towering frame striding forwards on pale paws to look down at the strange offering - "Tch - clearly, some cats don't know how to appreciate a good gift," it's not even a lie, really. The flowers are... a strange touch, but if she'd been given a bone like that, she'd have kept it. Movements are awkward as she crouches, trying to draw herself down closer to the child's level. "Hey - do you have more of those? If the queens don't want them, I'll take them," it's not quite an offer of comfort, but it's as close as the girl is capable of.

— not temptation, you're my creation ♛

• Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '
  
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  — a massive tabby she-cat with striking turquoise eyes, there has always been something not-right about her. cold and apathetic, and more than a bit unhinged, the monster that is maggotpaw is a volitile presence within shadowclan. she seems strangely taken by magpiepaw, putting herself in role of both tormentor and protector.
  
  — physically medium && mentally hard
  — non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay not-allowed
  — please attack using [b][color=mediumpurple]action here[/color][/b] and tag account

 

[Halfsun]

She is expecting gratitude, expecting Ashenpaw to fawn all over her gift and tell her what a great little sister she is. She wants to be a good little sister as badly as she wants him to be a good older brother. But she can tell from the moment he opens his mouth that this is not the case for him. Hurt flashes in her eyes for only a moment before she steels herself. A wall immediately goes up, one that had not been there before. Fine! Whatever! She didn't care that Ashenpaw hated her because she had done nothing wrong. Not that she knew of anyways. if he was so determined to be miserable and stupid all the time then so be it. Her tiny kitten claws come out, they curl into the soft earth at her feet and for a moment she is not sure what her plan is. Tears prick the corners of her eyes and she feels so much anger and hurt that she wants to lash out, wants to hurt Ashenpaw back.

Before she can say anything though, before she can do anything, a voice comes to her rescue. She looks up at Scorchedpaw with admiration. He is much cooler than Ashenpaw, she decides in that moment. "Thank you Scorchedpaw, clearly our mother never taught Ashenpaw here how to play nice with others when he was a kit" she knows the mention of their mother will hurt but she doesn't care. She wants to dig claws into his chest and twist and if she cannot do it physically she is more than content to do it with words. She sends one last pointed look in her siblings direction before sticking her tongue out at him "You're ugly and mean!" she says, one last insult before she turns to Maggotpaw, an unfortunate name she thinks but at least Maggotpaw was being nice to her. "I can make hundreds!" she says, turning away as if she has already forgotten the sullen blue and cream tom.

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OOC NOTES . ✦ . CHARACTER INFO

• ooc : — ​
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  ➵ she / her
  ➵ shadowclan kit
  ➵ single
  ➵ sexuality undecided
  ➵ a long legged she cat with long blue tabby, cream tabby, and white fur and mismatched blue eyes
  ➵ toyhouse ✦
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