private happy to sleep on the floor | amberhaze

[Saffroncloud –]

POUR THE DIRT INTO OUR BED
saffroncloud | 20 months | trans male | he/him | physically medium | mentally medium | attack in bold #b091cd

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If there were any clanmates that drew Saffroncloud's attention, Amberhaze would absolutely be one of them. The tom seems anxious, and, even though they hadn't really talked before, there's something in between curiosity and a desire to see if he can help calm his clanmate's nerves.

There's also, deeper down, a sense of needing some sort of solidarity, and Amberhaze seems like the closest he'll get.

With the darker pelts of most of Shadowclan, finding the tom isn't as easy a task as he would have liked to believe. But Saffroncloud's gaze finally lands on him, and, with a little jog over, he's greeting the other tom with a clear of his throat.

"Amberhaze?" And then, suddenly, despite everything, Saffroncloud feels like he's somewhere between hopeful and unwilling to let his hopes get too high, unless they kill him. "I was wondering if you wanted to go hunting? With me?"

@Amberhaze

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[Amberhaze]

⚛︎₊˚‧ As prepared as Amberhaze is for everything he is unable to see, what he does see is quite the different story proven in the way he jumps with an audible hitch of breath upon the unexpected arrival of one he had come to know as Saffroncloud. He had not been doing anything particularly noteworthy, simply pacing back and forth in a stupor that was so common for him, the fog accumulating in his brain potentially one of the reasons why he had not even noticed the tricolored cat approaching until he was directly in front of him.

As Amberhaze's heartrate desperately tried to steady itself again, an offer to go out hunting together was presented to him, an activity that just happened to be one of his favorites should one know him well enough to bear it in mind. He would hesitate before giving his response, his piercing gaze always just slightly too wide for whatever the occasion may be burning into Saffroncloud's much more ethereal indigo-tinted orbs.

"Uh...Y-Yes. Yes, I would." He spoke with an unnecessary level of urgency, as if he were the prey with the intent to be hunt down. He swallowed hard and he allowed his ivory claws to flex into the thick soil beneath his paws for a moment in an attempt to ground himself, the cool and damp sensation seeping comfortably into his fleshy pads. "I uh- I know a good spot. C-Come with me." He seemed more sure of himself now, turning to bound with swift strides towards the camp's exit, stopping to allow his companion to catch up to him before ducking beneath the protective brush that concealed the space and sliding through the opening beneath with ease, his gangly frame like a salamander gliding through slippery mud.

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• ooc: hes taking him to the swamp!
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  AMBERHAZE — HE/HIM ･ 20 MOONS ･ WARRIOR OF SHADOWCLAN ･ PENNED BY SLOANE

  a short but lengthy black cat with a boney build and striking ocher eyes filled with unveiled trepidation. black oriental shorthair.

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[Saffroncloud –]

POUR THE DIRT INTO OUR BED
saffroncloud | 20 months | trans male | he/him | physically medium | mentally medium | attack in bold #b091cd

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There's a moment where Amberhaze jumps at his arrival, and, even in that split second, it's almost enough for Saffroncloud's heart to begin to sink. He had wanted to prepare himself for disappointment, just in case, but it seemed like his attempts to hadn't worked out quite as well as he had wanted. He starts to open his mouth, to prepare an apology and scrap together his feelings, when Amberhaze speaks up.

The tom's eyes are wide when they meet Saffroncloud's, and the way he agrees makes it sound like he's the one being hunted, but it's an agreement. Saffroncloud will take what he can get, he thinks, offering what he hopes is a little welcoming smile. It's probably not- too toothy and awkward- but it's genuine, and he can't help the way he visibly perks up at the way someone has agreed.

Not only agreed, but offers a spot he knows, with more confidence than he had shown a moment before. "Is it far from here?" He's mostly curious as he pads along after Amberhaze, ears perked for his clanmate's reply. A part of him almost hopes it would be- as much as he likes the idea of sharing things with his clanmates, a tiny, selfish part of him likes the idea of a shared secret just as much.

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[Amberhaze]

⚛︎₊˚‧ "Is it far from here?" His companion would ask, the faint chime of hope laced within the question not something that was lost on Amberhaze, though the reason behind it wasn't something he could accurately contemplate.

"No, not far. Well- uh- it's far enough...From everyone." He was vague, but he figured it was true. The walk there was not a laborious one, however it was definitely not particularly close to camp or any of the other well known areas on the territory. Amberhaze liked to see it as his own special place, an area that was made for him and him alone, who he brought there being few and far between. This was something he did not do often, but those he did allow to experience such solitude alongside him in the only area that granted him the fleeting ability to feel momentarily okay undoubtedly meant something to him. He would allow Saffroncloud into his sanctuary, and in turn he would grant him his trust.

So, uh-" Amberhaze began with a twitch of his eye and a quiver of his maw. Anxiety flashed plainly through his stretched orbs for a moment, glowing in the shadowed night like a harvest moon. He worried that his silence may bore Saffroncloud, who he found to be...much more than he was. Beauty like a patch of bluebells with the confidence to approach another, regardless of his own shortcomings- both aspects that Amberhaze himself did not feel that he possessed. He wondered momentarily why and how he had even managed to catch the attention of such a creature in the first place. "What- What... Do you think about uh- S-ShadowClan? Is- Is everything...Do you like it? O-Our clanmates?" It was a weak start, admittedly, but when under stress, Amberhaze may as well remove his brain from his skull entirely.

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  AMBERHAZE — HE/HIM ･ 20 MOONS ･ WARRIOR OF SHADOWCLAN ･ PENNED BY SLOANE

  a short but lengthy black cat with a boney build and striking ocher eyes filled with unveiled trepidation. black oriental shorthair.

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