pafp IF I COULD FLY, I DOUBT I'D EVEN DO IT ≡ attempting to collect shells

[MOSQUITOPAW]

A single white paw hovered the water, blue eyes staring back at herself in a rippled reflection. Maybe if I bring pretty pebbles and shells back to camp, they will like me. The young cat sucked in a breath just before slapping her paw down, breaking the surface. Joy twinkled in her eyes for a short moment, but fear and disgust engulfed her just as quickly as her paws registered cold.

The spotted tabby let out a soft sigh of defeat as she fixed her gaze on her empty, and now very wet paw. Or maybe they'll never like me because I can't even get a stupid shell out of the shallows. The apprentice backed from the bank, but remained at a distance that she could still admire the rocks and shells. Her ears slightly shifted as they picked up movement behind her, but the young molly kept her attention on the shell.

She was embarrassed enough in the comfort of her own, and prayed to StarClan that whatever it was behind her wasn't a clanmate; especially not one coming to ridicule her. The drypaw slank into herself, attempting to make herself so small that perhaps whoever this was wouldn't even notice her, that they would walk right past her without saying a word.


/brindlepaw

 

[brindlepaw]

brindlepaw had stumbled across mosquitopaw shortly before her attempted shell retrieval. she watched for a moment as the other girl gave up. she wondered if that was her first try at doing whatever she was trying to do. she pressed forward a bit, some pebbles rattling under her feet. mosquitopaw's ears gave away that she'd been caught. "what are you doing?" she asked. the gears in her mind were working overtime trying to decipher her body language. to figure out what the other apprentice was feeling. it wasn't going well.

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + ˚ · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 7 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail, ✦

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[TIGERSPLASH.]

tigersplash had been similarly entranced by the beautiful stones and shells of the river when she was an apprentice -- in fact, several of them still decorated her nest, though she had recently had to clear some out because rolling onto a cold, ridged object in the middle of a leafbare night wasn't exactly pleasant. of course, she'd never had problems splashing into the shallows to grab the prettiest rocks, sometimes even diving in headfirst to give a particularly stubborn one a tug -- her warrior name had been given for a reason.

nowadays, it felt like more and more of her fellow clanmates were drifting away from riverclan's inherent values, mirroring the other clans' distaste for water. the warrior did, of course, find it quite unfortunate, but, well, she had also been troublesome in her youth, in different ways. she was sure they'd grow out of it eventually -- after all, it was in their blood.

curious, she padded up to the two apprentices, giving them a friendly smile in greeting. brindlepaw had asked the question she had been wondering, so she cocked her head towards mosquitopaw as she waited for a response, noting her soaked paw.

"going fishing?" she joked, peering over the waters herself and perking up as she spotted the gorgeous stones and shells the apprentice had been looking at. "oh, these are beautiful! you have good taste," she said, her own paw plunging into the water and scooping out a smooth blue-gray stone with practiced ease. it was polished and perfectly round -- a great collection starter, if she did say so herself. of course, her own collection didn't have room for it, so she turned and offered it to mosquitopaw with a grin. "my nest's a bit crowded -- you should have it!"

｡:ﾟ.°✧ DONT SUGARCOAT ME BABY

• ooc.

• TIGERSPLASH (she/her/any) is a 26 moon old riverclan warrior with longhair chocolate/cinnamon fur with high white and amber eyes. she is the gen1 daughter of redfur and dawnflower.
  
  TAGS. penned by riyue. dm me on discord (xriyue) for plots.​

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[HERONPAW !]

The stocky apprentice was grooming himself along the wall of camp. Heronpaw had heard the splash and snapped his attention in the direction of the sound. Thickly furred ears strained forwards on the peaks of his skull and listened for screaming or a symphony of splashing. Instead, glacial eyes caught a glimpse of Brindlepaw. The dilute tortoiseshell was moving slowly towards the shore where, through narrowed eyes, another cat sat. The corners of his maw tipped in a smile as he stood and padded toward her. Brindlepaw, they shared the same kitting day, had been his friend for a few moons now.

L:arge, webbed paws slapped on the pebbled shore as he'd made his way over to the group. Heronpaw was just in time to watch Tigersplash as she slapped a paw into the frigid water to collect something. Were they fishing? The she-cat scooped out a beautiful smooth stone that was shining from the water that glossed it. Amazement dazzled in his eyes as he stared at the blue-gray river stone. "That's a real pretty one, Tigersplash!" Those iced over eyes flashed towards Mosquitopaw as the warrior offered the stone. "Did you pick that one out?" A question drifts through his head as he caught a glance of her soaked paw, why hadn't she gotten it herself?

I HAVE TRIED OTHER THINGS ( BUT NOTHING CAN CAPTURE THE STING ) 𓆝･ﾟ:

• ooc.
• HERONPAW —— apprentice of riverclan . mentored by tarantulamask
  ✦ penned by DROID
  ✦ male . he/him . seven moons . ages every 19ᵗʰ
  ✦ physically easy . mentally easy . honest . easygoing . judgmental
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted . tag account when attacking
  —— no combat experience and/or training
  
  "speech", thoughts, attacks
  all opinions are in character
  
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  a longhaired blue lynx point with low white and blue eyes. a feathery soft, longhaired, and thick furred tomcat of beautiful blue pigments. eyes a bright electrifying blue. strong and sturdy legs held by white webbed paws dimpled with pink pads. fangs peek out from under his lips due to their curious length. well cared for fur is attached to lean, hard packed newly earned muscle. an unconventional teenage heartthrob followed by a thick air of fresh apprentice confidence.

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[MOSQUITOPAW]

What are you doing? Mosquitopaw nearly leaped out of her skin as the voice ricocheted through her ears. "I'm trying to get that shell." The apprentice's voice was hushed, barely carrying over the white noise of the river. She directed her dominant paw towards the shells and smooth pebbles, the water dancing, stirring clarity.

It wasn't until Tigersplash came to the rescue that tore her attention away from the pretty little shells and rocks that scattered the shallows.

Mosquitopaw looked up at her with big blue eyes, twinkling with awe and admiration, as Tigersplash did exactly what she wished she could do. She made it look... so... easy... Why can't I be like her? Beads had already begun to form in her eyes, and the young molly was frantic to wisk away any trace of them. She didn't want anyone to think something was wrong with her... more than they probably already did since Tigersplash had to be the one to pick up her treasure... because she was too much... too pathetic... too weak...

"Thank you." Mosquitopaw paused, readjusting her gaze to meet the warrior's before offering her kindest, and warmest smile. "It's the prettiest thing anyone has ever given me." The feline's throat rumbled faintly with a purr, baby blues melting over the smooth stone offered to her by the older she-cat.

And speaking of pretty... Did you pick that one out? Skin growing hot, in contrast to the frigid weather that surrounded them, Mosquitopaw was worried of steam rising from her pelt. (Thankfully, it was not cold enough for that!) The apprentice just stared at him blankly for a second, trying to find her words. "Pretty, isn't it?" The silver-blue tabby nearly choked on her tongue as she found the most boring and basic thing to say. At least she managed to say something, instead of staring at him like an idiot.

 

[brindlepaw]

the petite molly tilted her head curiously at that response. she sat with her typical poise, turning her golden gaze from mosquitopaw to the shell in question. tigersplash and heronpaw joined in as well. hm. quite a crowd, suddenly. brindlepaw met heronpaw's eyes and gave him the smallest quirk of a smile.

tigersplash scooped the shell out with ease, presenting it to mosquitopaw like it was nothing. to her it probably was, but to brindlepaw (and evidently, mosquitopaw) it was quite a gesture. how kind... she thought. the chill of the air made her shrink into herself a bit. there was a feeling there too, one she couldn't identify. there was another feeling that cropped up at the other girl's reaction to heronpaw. she had to remember to ask what that all was about. "it suites you," she mewed simply.

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + ˚ · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 6 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail, ✦

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[HERONPAW !]

A blank stare was looking at him for just a second before it was quickly shoved off her face.
"Pretty, isn't it?"
It was a soft puff of frosted air. The apprentice blinked at the feline in a stunned silence. There was something within those innocent, pale blue eyes that puzzled Heronpaw. It was the same as the undertone that had danced within her previous words. Did she have a crush on him? A warm smile formed across his maw. It's delicate warmth reached for the frozen pools set within his skull. Those crystal eyes flickered over to Brindlepaw as she spoke up from beside them. Chuckling with a soft purr, "She's right. It suits you." It was followed by a quick wink at Mosquitopaw.

I HAVE TRIED OTHER THINGS ( BUT NOTHING CAN CAPTURE THE STING ) 𓆝･ﾟ:

• ooc. I'm not late! You're early!
• HERONPAW —— apprentice of riverclan . mentored by tarantulamask
  ✦ penned by DROID
  ✦ male . he/him . eight moons . ages every 19ᵗʰ
  ✦ physically easy . mentally easy . honest . fair . judgmental
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted . tag account when attacking
  —— no combat experience and/or training
  
  "speech", thoughts, attacks
  all opinions are in character
  
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  a longhaired blue lynx point with low white and blue eyes. a feathery soft, longhaired, and thick furred tomcat of beautiful blue pigments. eyes a bright electrifying blue. strong and sturdy legs held by white webbed paws dimpled with pink pads. fangs peek out from under his lips due to their curious length. well cared for fur is attached to lean, hard packed newly earned muscle. an unconventional teenage heartthrob followed by a thick air of fresh apprentice confidence.

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[bubbleburst]

〔✦〕Bubbleburst's collection of shells and scales is quite large. It's one of her favorite hobbies, and how she tends to spend her free time when she's finished her warrior duties. Bubbleburst had gotten into the habit or combing the banks and beaches when she was an apprentice and she had never outgrown it. She even has her collection sorted by size- she hasn't had the time to sort them by color, but she swears she'll get to it one day- and organized by type.

The molly feels enthused whenever she notices one of her fellow clanmates shares the same affinity, and thus is thrilled when she nosily pokes into the conversation to notice the shell Tigersplash has given to Mosquitopaw. "Oh Tigersplash, that's a really good find. It really does suit you, Mosquitopaw," she compliments both of the cats with a smile. For the young warrior this is much easier for her to find boundless enthusiasm about rather than hunting or training.

Bubbleburst, however, is blind to the tension that has appeared between Mosquitopaw and Heronpaw. She practically almost steamrolls it when she turns to the former of the two and offers excitedly: "If you'd like I would be more than happy to teach you how to search for shells." Bubbleburst breaks into an even wider smile "Then we can trade shells and stuff. Oh, and I can teach you how to decorate your nest! You'll have the most sparkly nest in the whole apprentice den."

sucker love, a box i choose ( no other box i choose to use ) !!

• ooc.
• BUBBLEBURST —— warrior of riverclan , mentoring twinklepaw . mudjaw x breezeflower . littermate to swanpaw ✦ penned by carat
  ✦ she/her / 16 moons & ages every 13th
  ✦ single / bisexual / open to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— not a strong fighter, often prefers diplomacy and strategy over strength and battle skills
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a mediumhaired silver marbled tabby with moderate white and blue eyes

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