private FRIENDS IN UNLIKELY PLACES &. amberhaze

[CATERPILLARFUZZ.]

DAYS SEEM SOMETIMES AS IF THEY'LL NEVER END​

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days are getting longer, and nights shorter, and with that caterpillarfuzz finds herself leaving camp more and more often. not a day goes by that she doesn't miss cats like spectermask, chilledstar, siltcloud, needledrift, and... others that have come and gone. and yet, somehow, she's still here. she doesn't know how, but she is and she's never been so lost in all her life. as she pushes back into camp, her pelt shakes out and her nose twitches and she looks around for a specific lead warrior. she wants to leave camp, again, but she is reluctant to go out by herself given recent circumstances. hopefully amberhaze wouldn't mind her asking.

"amberhaze? is that, uhm, you? stars, sorry, it... it's hard to tell with the smell of... rotting... can... can I hassle you to join me? uhm, just trying to find something useful to do."

@Amberhaze

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[Amberhaze]

AMBERHAZE

HE/HIM SHADOWCLAN LEAD WARRIOR

Unlike some others, Amberhaze never allowed himself to stay still for long. It was a liability, not only for his clan's wellbeing, but also for his psyche- it was so easy to fall into the depths of your own muddled thoughts if the silence was too loud for too long- he didn't mind most days, though. It gave him something to work towards, provided him with a sense of purpose that he may very well have lacked had he not been running around doing who knows what. Sometimes, it was the usual- hunting, patrolling, checking up on their most vulnerable, training Lostpaw, indulging in muffled conversations with Sharpshadow or Marbleleaf- other times, things much more self indulgent. Today it was the latter, his duties already done, leaving room for his own enjoyment.

He paused in his crafting of what seemed like a pile of junk, but to him it was much more important. A trap, a means to lure prey with the promise of food where it could never truly reach. If it worked as he had hoped, their distraction and greed would allow for a much easier hunt. Not that he needed it- he had carved a name as one of the most skilled in the ways of bringing home food- perhaps it was just... something he enjoyed. Something that although was unneeded- unethical by the standards of a clan cat- was something he found worthwhile. He would startle just slightly at the sound of Caterpillarfuzz's voice, his attention locking onto hers with intensity.

"Oh, uh- y-yeah, yeah sure. Let's go." He could use a break, he figured... Caterpillarfuzz seemed troubled, and surely that was more important than...whatever this was. Taking a moment to put his contraption aside and out of the way of traversing paws, the two of them would take up a synchronized pace out of camp and through the marshland. Amberhaze would allow comfortable silence to stretch between them for a while, and once they were far enough away from any prying ears or observant eyes, he would speak. "Are you okay? You- Y-You seem... stressed."

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Amberhaze is a black oriental shorthair crossed with a cornish rex. He has a sickly looking build with a rat-like tail and unnaturally wide ocher eyes.

npc x npc / sibling to wormwatcher / other kin unknown
mentored by wormwatcher / mentoring lostpaw
21 moons old as of 02/21/2025

penned by sloane

 

[CATERPILLARFUZZ.]

DAYS SEEM SOMETIMES AS IF THEY'LL NEVER END​

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a gentle laugh leaves the warrior as she walks beside the lead warrior, tail twitching behind her. her gaze turns towards the other and she can't help the way her muzzle scrunches with a gentle huff leaving her– it is not a huff of anger but simply a puff of air leaving her with something close to a laugh.

"sorry, i don't mean to laugh. i, uhm, when have i never not seemed stressed? ever since... siltclouds... it's... I'm alright. i just need to hunt... it helps. does... hunting help you? i mean you're pretty... anxious yourself... not that it's a bad thing. I'm... I'm not any less anxious than you or anything. just curious. plus if i can help you, I'd like to do that."

it made sense, didn't it? for her to want to help? they both were kind of cut from the same cloth. abandoned, and eventually accepted into the marshlands by chilledstar. she missed the leader more and more every day. she can only hope they're finally resting in starclan because stars knew they needed that.

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[Amberhaze]

AMBERHAZE

HE/HIM SHADOWCLAN LEAD WARRIOR

Her laugh cut through the still air like a raven's cackle, the sound of it causing his muscles to instinctively tense despite the sound being much more gentle in comparison. He didn't expect it, and his brow furrowed as his gaze momentarily returned to hers. Had he said something funny? If so, it was unintentional. Heat rose within his body, beginning at the tip of his tail before trailing all the way to his drooping ear. It was not unlike him to feel so embarrassed, but this... this was different, and as she continued on, it only seemed to intensify.

"Um- I-It's okay." He wasn't sure what else to say, really. Should he have apologized? Maybe, but it was too late now, her ramblings continuing on into something much more melancholic than before. It made his pelt tingle, the fur along his spine trying to break through his self control as a means to rise. There was nothing he could find within him to say which might provide even an ounce of comfort, and so he would simply reply to her question... a weak excuse to avoid what he wasn't sure how to tackle. "Yeah, usually. I-It's nice to just... g-get away, y'know? From everyone. E-Everything." Amberhaze would look to the ground, a pebble flying across the peaty earth as he dislodged it with his silent paws.

"Help me? Uh- W-What do you mean?" The twitch of an eye, the saliva in his mouth evaporating to leave behind an insufferably dry throat. Did it seem like he needed help? If so, what kind?

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Amberhaze is a black oriental shorthair crossed with a cornish rex. He has a sickly looking build with a rat-like tail and unnaturally wide ocher eyes.

npc x npc / sibling to wormwatcher / other kin unknown
mentored by wormwatcher / mentoring lostpaw
21 moons old as of 02/21/2025

penned by sloane