pafp hot girl bummer anthem // flirting

[► Cherrytwist.]

PUT RIBBONS IN MY CURLS,
THEN CARRY AROUND A KNIFE​

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cherrytwist & 17 moons & female & she/her & riverclan warrior ​

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With clouds dotting the sky and leaf-fall wind buffeting her coat, cherrytwist can't help but to miss the warmth of better days - stars, how she wishes it could always be new-leaf or greenleaf. Wouldn't that just be wonderful? Instead, with a heavy sigh, Cherrytwist has to try to dry her river-soaked coat in what little sunshine she can manage (with very little luck).

Head turns where she sits, and for a moment she just stares at the cat next to her, green eyes narrowing for a second. " Did you know, " she starts with a contemplative hum, " Your eye is reeeaaally pretty - all warm and shiny, like greenleaf sunshine, " she compliments with a lopsided grin, before tongue rasps across her chest a few more times - as though she might be able to wring out just a little more water and dry a little bit faster.

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// please wait for @BEEFANG to post first

 

[BEEFANG]

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ — The bicolored molly had gotten a chance to relax despite always keeping herself busy with duties and she dries on the shore trying to ignore the chilly breeze that nips at her dampened curly coat. A few licks on her chest as she tries to keep her pelt nice and tidy despite the way that it often proves a challenge, she doesn't even pay attention to the cats that are nearby. Until Cherrytwist speaks up after staring at her for a long heartbeat and Beefang's eye locks onto the dark green gaze of the patched feline that sits close by, her tongue sticking out in mid-lick listening to the words that slips out from the other's jaws. A compliment about her eye being really pretty, warm, and shiny like the greenleaf sunshine... Beefang blinks her eye at Cherrytwist as she processes her attempt of flirting and the lead warrior simply thinks about how she could easily use that very same compliment with Moonbeam seeing as her eyes are quite similar.

The lead warrior laps at her chest then sticks her tongue back inside of her mouth as her lone eye focuses onto her clanmate for a brief heartbeat and nods slowly as she clears her throat before speaking "Oh... Thank you." Beefang isn't someone to usually get compliments from her clanmates so she doesn't really know what to say after thanking the other molly. Is she supposed to return the compliment or just start a different topic? A part of her wonders if Moonbeam's around or not busy so that she could help her out of this now awkward situation but the lead warrior simply clears her throat and nods slowly "You have pretty eyes too... It reminds me of uh... all the newleaf plants." Ha, nailed it. She thinks feeling rather accomplished with herself with delivering her own compliment of sorts even if it isn't really that original considering it still had to do with eyes.

DROWN IN YOUR SORROW AND FEARS ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ CHOKE ON YOUR BLOOD AND YOUR TEARS

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  WARRIOR SKILLSET;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ CLIMBING
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  ✦ a shorthaired black smoke molly w/low white and a singular amber eye
  ✦ oftentimes comes off as untrusting of those around her, closed off, and not the easiest to engage in conversation with, she's not easy to befriend. distrusting of outsiders and will snap at you if y/c walks up to her on her blind side. all her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 15 moons old; ages the 10th every month
  ✦ asexual homoromantic; mated to moonbeam
  ✦ currently mentoring... roepaw ; formerly mentored by smokestar
  ✦ firstborn daughter of cicadastar and smokestar
  ✦ sister of cicadaflight and loveburn
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[carawaysong]

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- "it's good to have established that you both have pretty eyes." carawaysong coos sarcastically, as if she were looking at kittens stumbling to take their first steps. beefang certainly handled it with about as much grace. stars, didn't the lead warrior hear the lovesick drawl on cherrytwist's tongue? it was thicker than honey and had the same sickly sweet scent.

the tabby wondered about if she hadn't intervened, if the two of them would've sat here parroting 'your eyes are oh so pretty- no, yours are prettier,' until their last breath. "i couldn't decide if my own were more 'greenleaf bushes' or 'newleaf moss'. maybe one of you could be of some help?" carawaysong hums teasingly, eyes fluttering in a way that calls dramatic attention to them. despite her display, the warrior could barely hide the humored chuckle welling in her throat.

BLOOD IS RUNNING DEEP ˎˊ───‎ ༺ SOME THINGS NEVER SLEEP ‎‎‎⚔︎

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  CARAWAYSONG ✩ SHE/HER, WARRIOR OF RIVERCLAN, 14 ☾'s
  ⭃ a tall and slender longhaired silver tabby with olive green eyes.
  ⭃ willowroot x poppysplash / / currently mentoring none.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by vayle ↛ @vayl3 on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[salmonshade]

"Why does it matter... The color of your eyes...?" Salmonshade grunts from where she emerges on to the bank, throwing the fish that she had caught onto the ground. Beefang responds to Cherrytwists fliration, of newleaf plants... Well, the lead warriors attempt at throwing out another compliment was there, but not quite... But its not like she could judge, really- Hazecloud and Lichenstar are probably tired of her shitty attempts at being romantic, not really the type to spout her love...

Carawaysong speaks up with asking about her eye color. "Eh?" she swings her head around to the molly who flutters their eyes and for a second shes stunned in to forgetting about her fish. Why does this matter to the three of them? Do I need to compliment their eyes too? Were Lichenstar and Hazecloud just waiting for her to compliment them on their eyes, like Cherrytwist and Beefang were doing? Oh, Stars, now I have to... She makes a face, contemplating the best verbiage... Lilypads, for Hazecloud? No... Thats so boring, think, think!

To Caraways question, she responds half-heartedly and distractedly: "Maybe algae?" and it sounds rude, but thats the only green color she can think of that wouldn't overlap with Hazeclouds. What in the world is greenleaf bush and newleaf moss? The poeticism is lost on her. Not real colors, anyways.

𝖠 𝖬𝖨𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖨𝖫𝖤𝖲 𝖥𝖱𝖮𝖬 𝖧𝖮𝖬𝖤, 𝖨𝖬 𝖶𝖠𝖫𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖠𝖶𝖠𝖸 ଳ⋆｡ 𝖨𝖬 𝖥𝖱𝖮𝖹𝖤𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖡𝖮𝖭𝖤𝖲

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  ❥ salmonshade ʚ♡ɞ salmon
  ❥ cis female ʚ♡ɞ she/her ʚ♡ɞ 44 months
  ❥ riverclan warrior ʚ♡ɞ mentoring horizonpaw
  ❥ chocolate tortie smoke with blue eyes ʚ♡ɞ tall & regal
  ❥ "speech, fd9367" ʚ♡ɞ thoughts
  ❥ taken ʚ♡ɞ lesbian
  ❥ smells like freshly cut grass & rain ʚ♡ɞ echoes of greenleaf
  ❥ penned by chuff

 

[► Cherrytwist.]

PUT RIBBONS IN MY CURLS,
THEN CARRY AROUND A KNIFE​

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cherrytwist & 17 moons & female & she/her & riverclan warrior ​

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" Aww, thank you! " smile widens as the calico puffs up in pride - glad to know somebody, at least, has noticed her beauty. Carawaysong joins them, and despite the mollies mocking tone she only nods enthusiastically, paw waving wildly. " No, no- they're like the plants you see in the riverbed, the ones that dance when the fish swim through them, " she can't for the life of her recall the name, she's no medicine cat after all so why would she pay any attention.

A sigh leaves her lips at Salmonshades words, head shaking - " Algea isn't pretty at all! Though I suppose' if I had eyes like yours[/], every one elses would look so dull in comparison, " she likes her own eyes of course - bright and green, like the brightest of pine nettles or the largest of lily pads, but stars what she would give to have puddles to match the rivers waves.

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[claythorn]

Claythorn looks on in near-silence at the events. She feels.. perhaps similar to what Carawaysong does- sarcasm, humor. Her vision shifts alongside those in front of her, Salmonshade trying her damndest to find her footing in this conversation where Carawaysong and Cherrytwist seemed to float above the language like it wasn't hard at all. A soft breath is inhaled. Claythorn decides she does not want to get involved, 'less Otterbite threw dagger-like looks at the she-cats collected.

Her mismatched goldens shifted, catching light briefly before her head turns, returning to surveying that of her kits (and other's kits) about camp. Ensuring their safety, another mental count. Claythorn's tail twitched. What would she described Otterbite's eyes as? Seafoam. The crest of rapid water on the river- the clearest blue water depth. The color of feathers on the belly of that one bird. Her head tilted at the thought. Beefang's eye? The amber of honey- a bee's toil and work evident in the fruits of it's labor. The warmth of pressing to another body. Yet... it is as steadfast as treebark, as cruel and sure as the vermillion on the claws of a warrior.

A breath is taken, and Claythorn does another mental count of the kits in camp. One, two, three...

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ┌── THOSE FIVES WORDS IN MY HEAD ⋅❁⋅ YOU SAID ILL NEVER LET YOU GO! ──┐‎

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• CLAYTHORN she/her, queen of riverclan, eighteen moons.
  ⭃ LH chocolate torbie with mismatched golden eyes, scars across her right cheek and over her left ear. cold exterior and threatening glares, built for stamina/battle and not swimming (tall/muscled)
  ⭃ mentored by darkbranch (npc) / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ mated to otterbite / / mother to dark-kit, onyxkit, sparrowkit, eelkit, dropletkit
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[Snakeblink]

MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————​

Well, there is one good side to this rockfall of a conversation: it's a nice proof that Snakeblink is not uniquely terrible at giving compliments. He is only spectacularly good at digging a hole for himself, and may sometimes graced with occasional company. See, here is Cherrytwist, digging.

He watches intently -- hey, it's good entertainment -- as Beefang struggles through a compliment in return, and a decent one at that, if a bit uninspired. Then Carawaysong pipes up with her usual sharp tongue, Salmonshade tries her paw at a compliment of her own, and Snakeblink can't help it: he lets out a brief chuckle, though it strains, vaguely pained, in commiseration. Oh, he will not make an attempt of his own: they all know how things go when he does.

"You are quite good at pointing out beauty in our clanmates, Cherrytwist," he hums, peering at her through slitted eyes. His attention slips from her to a fiery pelt a short distance away; Claythorn. The sight of her familiar pelt sends a small jolt through his veins, sharp with the knowledge of what he has so far kept from the younger warrior -- she looks… off, already, and he does not dare yet to voice what he has learned from his recent encounter with a rogue. "Perhaps you ought to give the rest of us lessons in wordcraft," he adds, a touch distracted. "Are eyes the only thing of note, then?" ​

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ooc. information.

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  — Snakeblink • he / him. 57 ☾, riverclan warrior
  — a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
  — gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo
  

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[Pinefrost]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- Leaf-fall was alright, she supposed. It wasn't anything special, aside from the pretty colors the leaves turned and the notably cooler weather, Pinepaw had little to note about the season. Besides, it was Leaf-bare the forest had to watch out for, according to the concern her mother showed for its approach.

With the chill, Pinepaw had never been more thankful to wear such a short, water-repellent coat. She wasn't immune to the waters cold, but it helped not to have to sit and comb frosty droplets free from herself after a good hunt, like Cherrytwist had to now.

The dappled warriors compliment pulled Pinepaw from whatever task she had been assigned to near-by, placing Cherrytwist and Beefang under a questioning golden hue. The compliment reminded her of that disgusting interaction between Shellpaw and Gigglepaw from only the other moon. Bleh.

Besides, how would Moonbeam feel about this? Pinepaw didn't have a mate herself, but she couldn't imagine being very happy about such a weighted praise, it was too personal for Pinepaw's liking. Whatever happened to, you look nice today?

When Carawaysong and Salmonshade join in, the conversation is led down an even weirder path. "They're eyes, what's so special about them?" The apprentice finally huffs from where she still fidgets as an outlier, though her words are taught with more confusion than genuine scorn. Claythorns muted presence flies over the tortoiseshell's head, though Snakeblink's hum prompts Cherrytwist to expand on her strangeness. Where was Iciclefang? Surely her mother would be able to offer more reason to this conversation.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── AND I BEG TO BE TESTED ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ BY GODDESSES RESTING ──┐‎

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  PINEPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, 6 moons.
  ⭃ stocky, coarse-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with large, white dipped forepaws, a white tail tip and muzzle. Honey hued optics take the shape of almonds.
  ⭃ apprenticed to Iciclefang.
  ⭃ daughter of Iciclefang && Stormywing ࿏ sister to Cragpaw && Crabpaw
  ⭃ 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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