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[doepath ࿔]

Freedom is intoxicating... even if her wandering is awkward and humbled by newfound struggle... She is certain there are many eyes that sought after her leaving with nervous flutters in their bellies but Doepath doesn't pay it any mind. Their hearts are in the right place but she wants a moment of confidence not befuddled by anxious onlookers. The forest is familiar, an old friend sent as a guide towards where the leaves grow scarce and needles dot the floor... the pines don't change colors like the deciduous trees do, marking a stark outline of green against the swirling oranges and reds of the over-eager painter that is autumn. This border is safer than the one lined in tar and inky nightmare... is not so risky as the hungry, chilly rapids that would turn her to stone upon the lightest misstep.

The breeze riffles through the trees in a overzealous greeting, drawn in with a contented inhale that stinks of sap and freshly stripped bark... A smell so distinct and yet, if she were to describe to her clan-mates they might not have even noticed half the notes. The brush rustles as she moves past, pausing near a clump of half trodden-down ferns to sniff at them; a droplet of water on a leaf catches her nose by surprise and the molly sneezes against the sudden dampness.

There's a flush of sunburst color amongst the backdrop of tree trunks, one like embers roaring through the foliage. A trick of the light maybe... filtering through the canopy and casting colorful illusion.... It goes ignored in favor of plucking along the path with a sort of weightless certainty. StarClan had overseen the near-destruction of ThunderClan... it would not be so malicious as to smite her now. It is an insistent breeze, demanding to be noticed in the shifting of leaves somewhere behind her... and it doesn't strike as a consideration until several strides have been made that SkyClan may not exactly be happy with ThunderClan following whatever bordered chaos Skyclaw had influenced.

"Not trespassing," she peeps up, "Just a walk, promise!" Just in case there are prying ears and watchful eyes up in the pines that are waiting for an excuse to lunge.

please dont leave me ➺ in the dark

• DOEPATH
  fourteen month old warrior of thunderclan
  she/her fawn sepia with low white and yellow eyes

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[BLAZINGHEART]

𓆩✦𓆪 — The fire pelted moggy presses his body against the forest floor trying not to cause too much sound with all the leaf litter around him. His ears laying flat against his skull as a single paw stretches forward carefully with his eyes locked onto the sight of a bird pecking at the ground trying to rouse any bugs from it. Blazingheart moves swiftly as he possibly can with his large form and pounces onto the warbler as his fangs dig into it delivering a killing bite and feels the way it falls limp in his jaws. The red tabby quickly stashes it away so predators wouldn't find his catch only to move onward to seek anything else that the pine forest may offer him. Instead, the sudden sneeze draws his attention and with claws unsheathed, Blazingheart begins to scale one of the trees to get a better glimpse at who made the noise and potentially avoiding any danger.

Much like a squirrel, he moves throughout a few trees as he skillfully lands on the thicker branches that would support his weight and he catches the sight of fawn-like fur. A heartbeat later does a voice follow that she isn't trespassing but going on just a walk, it doesn't take long for him to recognize who it is and he watches from above with both ears angled forward. His pelt prickles in every direction and his eyes narrow down at her remembering the last time that they had seen each other... Does she know that he had been searching for her during the gathering and had grown rather disappointed to not see her there? He didn't even know what name she had gotten nor is she aware of his own. Had she always been so small compared to him?

The giant disregards it completely as he descends down from the tree and once he reaches a certain point, he lunges forward making sure that his claws are sheathed and attempts to bowl her over in a semi-gentle manner. "Doe!" Blazingheart says only to realize that he might have startled her and jumps back only a fox length away "Uh hey.... sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He has so many questions for her but decides to keep quiet as his jaws snap shut and he takes note of her new scars that he hadn't seen before her disappearance.

CHECK YOUR HEARTBEAT AGAINST MINE 𓆩✦𓆪 BUT THERE'S NO TRACE OF IT THIS TIME

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  WARRIOR SKILLS;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ CLIMBING
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  ✦ a large, longhaired red tabby feline with green eyes
  ✦ blazingheart's a sharp tongued warrior that can oftentimes come off as insensitive or uncaring even if it isn't necessarily his intent upon first meeting. she tends to come off awkward during small conversations so she will dismiss herself if she finds the situation tense. she's rather prickly due to several events in her life and seen tense for the most part but she's trying to improve, all of her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 15 moons old; ages the 28th every month
  ✦ asexual biromantic; currently interested in no one
  ✦ child of coyotecrest and howlfire
  ✦ sibling to wolfpaw and hawkspine
  ✦ currently mentoring ... n/a
  ✦ hard to befriend due to how standoffish she comes off as ; oftentimes quick to anger ; very reckless
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[doepath ࿔]

Her intuition should've been trusted and she finds that in the press of weight against body, a feathery crash that carries them both softly into the shifting grasses and fallen leaves. A startled 'oof' on an exhale, eyes blown wide with surprise as a familiar voice cheers her name. All at once the hints of brick-hearth tones piece together the puzzle, earning a toothy grin as Blazingheart retreats to let her get back up.

"You... silly pigeon," she purrs, carefully rolling back around to stagger to her paws. The fluffy molly gives a small shake of her fur, dislodging the bits and pieces that had stuck to it in their unceremonious tussle. "Hehe, it's okay! I thought I caught you hopping around up in the trees..." It's hard to miss the fire-truck reds against a backdrop of green.

She puffs out her chest fur, giving it a few modest licks as she grows more and more settled in the company of a friend, "M'sure you heard about... the chaos going around in ThunderClan recently... I was looking forward to showing you up at the Gathering after I got my warrior name but..." Her whiskers twitch, lifting a scarred forepaw a little higher than its usual spot a few awkward inches off the ground. "Didn't have the best luck... I guess... It's Doepath now," she finishes hastily, cheerfully.

"Betcha I could win one of our spars now though!" She was quite certain her dueling buddy wouldn't live down such a blatant challenge... besides, she had the SkyClanner to thank for her passable skills as a combatant in the first place. "We're like... the same age right? Did you graduate yet? We can duke it out as full grown warriors of our clans, huh?"

please dont leave me ➺ in the dark

• DOEPATH
  thirteen month old warrior of thunderclan
  she/her fawn sepia with low white and yellow eyes

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[BLAZINGHEART]

𓆩✦𓆪 — She calls him a silly pigeon while purring and he can't help the poor that begins to rumble from his own throat, his feathered ears angling forward as she says that she had seen him hopping around in the trees. That alone makes a frown begin to pull at his lips and his eyebrows knit together at the thought of his vibrant red pelt giving away his position "Hah, really? I suppose my fur does stick out against the bark of the trees. Perhaps, I'll work on that and hide myself better where the leaves are thickest." Maybe then nobody including Doepath would see him leaping branch to branch and his helm tilts to the side as he watches her shake out her pelt, he lingers so that he may listen to the words that slip from her mouth finding that he has missed the sound of her voice... Oh, how it had irritated him at first when they met that one gathering but he finds her a lot less annoying than Springshine. Something about seeking her out during her quick hunts or patrols could get him in trouble but... he feels a slight thrill at the idea of it, his forbidden friend if that's what he can refer them as such.

"Yeah, I didn't see you for quite some time... I'll admit I was a bit worried." He says while she gives her chest a few licks and his green eyes watch her for a heartbeat before glancing over to the trees on his side of the border making sure that there wasn't any ears listening in on their conversation. When she reminds him of her absence during the gathering that the two of them had been made warriors, he can't help the wave of guilt that seems to wash over him remembering how he had been quite bitter about the other newly named warrior not being there or the rest of her clan for that matter. He can feel his face burning with shame yet she doesn't know that he had been upset to begin with so instead, he focuses on her saying her warrior name and it causes his head to tilt to the side as he tests her new name on his tongue "Doepath." Blazingheart pauses for a few heartbeats then nods with a toothy grin present on his maw, "I like it... it suits you."

"Oh uhm... I'm Blazingheart now," He adds on awkwardly with a lazy wave of his large paw only to let it fall back to press into the earth carefully and a sheepish smile forms on his maw, "It's a little sappy if you ask me... I don't know if I really fit the heart part of my name." He doesn't like admitting that but frankly he had been a bitter little apprentice when he was younger to the point where cruel or sharp things would slip from his tongue with ease, not to mention, with the name itself does he feel closer to his late grandfather and he isn't sure if the weight of his legacy feels more suffocating or less. He supposes that he's fortunate enough not to wear the starblessed crown that Orangestar has now, the thought of her ever being Blazingstar is nauseating.

He's pulled away from these thoughts by his lovely company as she claims that she could beat him at sparring this one time and it gets an amused snort to leave him, Blazingheart rolls his eyes at her with a shake of his head "No way, I betcha you can't. I'm a lot bigger than you, pretty kitty." A warm chuckle slips from his maw and as if to prove his point, the red tabby stands up on all fours only to straighten his posture so that he's looking down at his opponent. Of course, he knows that size isn't everything when it comes to combat seeing as he would be slower whereas Doepath could be more swift and agile than him but he stands there for a few heartbeats as he locks his vibrant gaze with her honeyed one. Suddenly, he feels his heart is in his throat and he can hear the way that it thumps loudly as he tries to focus on the words that the fawn-like molly says about how they could duke it out as full-grown warriors of their clan, "Yeah, we can..." He muses as he tilts his head sweetly to the side as he watches her... Has she always been this beautiful with her curls and doe-like appearance or did he just... realize it?

An awkward cough slips from him and he clears his throat as he tries finding the next words to say "Hey Doe..." His large paws shuffle on the ground as the pads crush some of the leaves underfoot, "Would you... be willing to meet me here at the border when you're able to? So, we can better our skills, of course, and because..." ... because what? You sound like an absolute squirrel-brained idiot right now... He thinks as he swallows trying to ignore the dryness that he feels in his mouth and throat, "It sounds dumb... but I really... like you."

CHECK YOUR HEARTBEAT AGAINST MINE 𓆩✦𓆪 BUT THERE'S NO TRACE OF IT THIS TIME

• ooc —

• 

  WARRIOR SKILLS;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ CLIMBING
• 
  ✦ a large, longhaired red tabby feline with green eyes
  ✦ blazingheart's a sharp tongued warrior that can oftentimes come off as insensitive or uncaring even if it isn't necessarily his intent upon first meeting. she tends to come off awkward during small conversations so she will dismiss herself if she finds the situation tense. she's rather prickly due to several events in her life and seen tense for the most part but she's trying to improve, all of her opinions are IC only.
  ✦ 15 moons old; ages the 28th every month
  ✦ asexual biromantic; currently interested in no one
  ✦ child of coyotecrest and howlfire
  ✦ sibling to wolfpaw and hawkspine
  ✦ currently mentoring ... n/a
  ✦ hard to befriend due to how standoffish she comes off as ; oftentimes quick to anger ; very reckless
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✦ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[doepath ࿔]

If Blazingheart is wounded by Doepath's observational skills, she doesn't notice, and is instead overjoyed to hear she has inspired the other to hone her skills. SkyClan is special in that they run around the pines like squirrels... and though she doesn't look forward to actually having to face them in battle, she's equally unwilling to let her friend go harmed by a lack of honest feedback that may be the difference between her life and death some other day. "Your fur is just too pretty to hide," she teases, a well-natured grin spread across rounded features.

It's a relief and a little embarrassing to be worried after- a swell of something primal and hungry for the attention but just as humiliated to be seen and acknowledged as something frail. "You thought about me? How sweeeetttt," she means it sincerely, but it may be a little taunting to be drawn out in such a manner. She doesn't drag it out too much though, puffing out her chest proudly as Blazingheart chews on the syllables of her name. A critique lay in waiting... and she would not be giving her the fodder of the cruelty of her interim name as Doecry instead, lest she say she liked that one better and make the fawn ruffled with frustration. She says she likes it, finds it fitting and the molly can't help but agree. Howlingstar had chosen well... and she's grateful that Flamestar had returned it to her. "Hehe.... thank you... Blazinggggg....?" And he shares his too- "heart. Blazingheart.... Hmmm... Blazingheart..." He admits he isn't so certain about it and she can't help but be amused by that revelation. "Sappy? You seem pretty passionate and fiery to me! It makes sense... just try not to burn too brightly." He might blind others... Good thing she was already blind, right?

He is predictably invested in showing her up, but the addition of pretty kitty is a stunning flattery that sends her heart into rampant fluttering. He thinks I'm pretty? He thinks I'm pretty! It's dizzying... an intoxicating validation she didn't know she was starving for. Maybe it was Skyclaw's fault, the nagging idea that no one would find a scar-lidded face to be enticing... to be desirable... having it torn down so fervently feels like drowning after a drought. She can't help the way her mouth hangs open, surprised and searching for her words... but... he continues with a nervous shuffling behind crimson licks of fur.

"Heyyy Blazing," she purrs softly in response, waiting for him to finish his sentence though a little impatiently. The proposal to continue their little meetings is easy enough to fulfill.... but the reasoning drones on to more than just practice. She's flummoxed, in a good way, to have it articulated so coyly... so shyly... a vulnerability from a thorny apprentice, now warmed to a softened warrior. "And here I thought you found me hare-brained and annoying!" Her relief is tangible, as is the rush of excitement that encourages her to barrel forth and try to knock the bigger, fluffy cat to the ground. "Am I distracting? Pretty enough to win just once?" She bares her teeth playfully close to Blazingheart's neck, if given the chance, before pulling away to grin down at him. "I guess it's a good thing.... that I like you too... huh?"

please dont leave me ➺ in the dark

• DOEPATH
  fourteen month old warrior of thunderclan
  she/her fawn sepia with low white and yellow eyes

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