FREE FALL 🕷a rude awakening

[Briarthorn]

.·:*¨༺🕷༻¨*:·. Sleep was a scarcity as of late, something that came fleetingly and sweet. It was unlike Briarpaw, to be asleep so late into the morning, normally the apprentice was one of the first to be awake, and technically she had been. When the sky was a milky lavender, she was awake, only half-present. When her eyelids had begun to droop, heavy with sleep, Briarpaw had caved in and let herself drift.
Crrrr..oak.
A large ear flicks, forepaw lifting to shoo whoever had come to bother her away. Her forepaw doesn’t budge, it’s caught under something… slimy?
Crrrroooak.
Hazel optics fly open, and she finally feels them, webbed feet flex up and down her curled spine, two bulging eyes placed on opposite sides of a wart-freckled head are what great her.
Crrr- Briarpaw is flying to her paws with a hiss, forced to watch in horror as frogs begin to fall from her coat, shaken off with haste.
one, two, three, four… the number climbs, and Briarpaw is quick to let unsheathed forepaws try and stomp out what she can.
When all is said and done, Briarpaw is stomping out from the mouth of the apprentices den with two of the damned things clasped in her jaw, and she can still feel one clinging onto the base of her tail, where she had been made to run in circle to try and get it. It’s two dead friends are promptly tossed into the fresh-kill pile, and the first clanmate she turned to would be met with an undeserved scalding gaze. "Get… it… off."

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── ALL YOU HAVE IS YOUR FIRE ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ AND THE PLACE YOU NEED TO REACH ──┐‎

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  BRIARPAW ꔫ she/her, apprentice of shadowclan, 9 moons.
  ⭃ slender, lean-muscled black she-cat with sharp hazel eyes & large ears.
  ⭃ daughter of Forestshade && Vulturemask ࿏ sister to Screechpaw && Sweetpaw
  ⭃ 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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[Snowlark.]

[ ༻❄༺ ] Frogs were everywhere, there seemed to be no escape from them as they even managed to find their ways underneath ones paws or in the camp where they shouldn't be. Having been up already to get prepped for morning duties only to hear Briarpaw's words and scalding gaze onto the slimey creatures that clung to her fur. For a moment Snowpaw had the whisker thought of telling the older apprentice to say 'please' but the tom did not want to get wacked by the other so a sigh drift from his maw as he came over and aim to swipe some frogs off the other.

"They sure do like you, maybe they wanted to propose you know?" he commented trying to make light of this... froggy situation that they had going on but he knew it would be warrant a glare from the much more serious apprentice which he wondered how that even was possible? Did cats purposely leave briars in her nest... or maybe its just because as her name sake is...shes just all round prickly. Yellow gaze land on the other calmly before going back to attempting his help in cleaning off the frogs from his denmate's fur. Perhaps one day they all can laugh about this...

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  Snowpaw ❄ He/Him, apprentice of Shadowclan, 9 moons.
  ⭃ Lithe long hair blue lynx sepia with high white, and yellow eyes. Stubby tail, permanent resting bitch face
  ⭃ Hailfreckle x Mudsplash
  ⭃ 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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[Gigglepaw]

"Wow, look at all of those frogs!" Gigglekit gasped as she watched Briarpaw exit the apprentice's den with frogs in tow. She'd never seen as many frogs ever in her - admittedly - short life as she had seen lately, with all the rain and frog eggs and frogs that the older warriors were talking about. She enjoyed eating them though, so it wasn't a loss to her that so far the fresh-kill pile had been very monotonous in its tastes. She bounced closer to where Snowpaw and Briarpaw were, and pounced at one of the smaller frogs that had fallen off of Briarpaw in her escape from the apprentices' den.

She let out a small mew as her paws made contact with the frog's slimy skin, and she gave it a proper whack on the nose with sheathed claws before looking up at the apprentices expectantly. "What do I do now, huh? Can it be my first ever catch?" Gigglekit asked, eyes shining.

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• GIGGLEKIT ✩ kit of shadowclan, two moons
  → blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[SCREECHSTORM]

✧ . Like his sister, Screechpaw finds a struggle to sleep too. And while late nights are usually his friend — a chance to wander off he has yet to take since returning to the comfort of his own nest — Screechpaw is stuck with the burden of morning duties, and has to wake up earlier than what he’d prefer, especially when he can hardly sleep to begin with.

Split-green eyes blink back sleep as he steps out of the apprentice den, expecting a quiet morning to be had, only for frog song to persist and for Briarpaw’s voice to be found within it. His head turns to seek her out, and… he most definitely doesn’t expect what he finds. Frogs fall from her coat in absurd numbers as she twists in a circle to free herself from the amphibians’ grasp.

And Screechpaw — Screechpaw laughs. For the first time in what feels like ages, he laughs. How can he not, at such a sight?

“ How’d you manage that? “ he asks as he approaches with a slight spark in his gaze, a slight tug of a smile at his maw. He moves to help Snowpaw, only to pause at Gigglekit’s voice. He looks toward the kit, toward the frog before her, and somewhere he finds a memory in the form of a newt.

A wayward frog tries to escape from the scene, and his paws act quicker than his sleep-ridden mind. With unsheathed claws, a sun-marked paw comes down on the escapee and a killing blow is delivered. “ Like… that, “ he offers to the kit, though surprise is laced in his voice and tired eyes blink at his catch, “ You… You have to be quick, though — or it’ll get away from you. “ ​

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  SCREECHPAW ✦ AMAB. He / Him. Apprentice of ShadowClan.
  ✧ . A black/red tabby chimera tom with mismatched green eyes.
  ✧ . Forestshade x Vulturemask
  ✧ . Mentored by Chilledstar
  ✧ . Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted!
  ✧ . Penned by Abri ‣ @_abri_ on discord, feel free to dm for plots!
  ✧ . " Speech " ; Attack
  

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[BLOODWING]

"Cheer up Frogface, the green look suits ya," Bloodpaw teased as she strutted closer, a toothy smirk upon her muzzle at the sight of an older apprentice suffering at the paws of a zealous amphibian. Mirthful chuckles escaped the tabby's mouth the longer she stared at Briarpaw's predicament, egged on by the laughter of their denmates. Bloodpaw thought about helping, but decided better against it - touching the amphibians seemed like a surefire way to have them hop onto herself instead. She settled close to her little sister, nudging Gigglekit a little roughly with a paw to grab her attention. "I heard if frogs hug you like that, you'll get warts all over your body," she mused quietly, just loud enough for the other apprentices to hear her too. It was a bald-faced lie, of course, and her expression did little to hide it, all the same, she tried to imitate the fascination of such tall tales as her elders. "Briarpaw's gonna look like a bumpy leopard next moon, mark my words!" Although, she wouldn't be a paw then, would she? Envy briefly tickled at the tabby's belly before she reclined on her haunches - it was probably for the best that she didn't dream as big as she once had.




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[Briarthorn]

.·:*¨༺🕷༻¨*:·. Snowpaw is kind enough to get the damned thing off of her, and though not without a quip of his own, Briarpaw only lashes her tail in reply at first. "Propose what?" Briarpaw prompts, was she missing something- another joke to be found? Gigglekit launches herself at a run-away frog nearby, and while Briarpaw steps forward to offer her own expertise, Screechpaw is quick to beat her, laughter accompanying her siblings arrival. "Bite me." Briarpaw grumbles in return with a bitter roll of her eyes. "Make sure it doesn’t explode on you either, I’ve seen that happen to a warrior." Briarpaw warns, tone curt but serious. Poor guy had pounced just as the things chest had begun to swell. It’s Bloodpaws grating chirp that would mere annoyance into something red-hot and ugly, Briarpaw’s ears flatten abruptly. She would let the younger apprentice get her jabs in interrupted, but when Bloodpaw was finally done with her teasing, Briarpaw would aim to lash a forepaw out with snake-like precision and cuff the other over her ear. Unexpectedly, her usual cool composure has just imploded on itself, but Briarpaw could not say she felt all that sorry about it. "Guess I’d just have to use yours instead." A thinly-veiled threat, but her velvet tone is laced with subtle venom.
The reaction isn’t rational, deserved- but Briarpaw couldn’t give less of a shit. Her tolerance for obnoxious apprentices was becoming nonexistent.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── ALL YOU HAVE IS YOUR FIRE ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ AND THE PLACE YOU NEED TO REACH ──┐‎

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  BRIARTHORN ꔫ she/her, warrior of shadowclan, 12 moons.
  ⭃ slender, lean-muscled black she-cat with sharp hazel eyes & large ears.
  ⭃ daughter of Forestshade && Vulturemask ࿏ sister to Screechpaw && Sweetpaw
  ⭃ 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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