private i'm an angel underneath 𖤓 PINKSHINE

[TIGERSTING]

There's a breeze that laps at Tigersting's chocolate fur and stirs the moor's grass. It whispers a warning of the coming Leafbare, which for now Tigersting ignores; if the tabby were to think of the possibility of a harsh Leafbare, she may just collapse from the overexertion of her spinning mind. That's the whole reason Tigersting chose Pinkshine to accompany her into the territory, they're the best option for some upbeat company. If Featherspine likes her company, why shouldn't Tigersting? Besides, she'd like to get to know the new addition to her family a little better. There's no better way than to spend some quality time with the calico outside of the doom and gloom of camp.

The moors are sparsely inhabited with trees but there are a few gnarled ones with thorns near their leaves (she knows due to personal experience, ouch!), but they're just fine to scramble into to get a good view of the territory. The two young cats stand at the base of one now as Tigersting chirps, "I'm a real good climber, just like my ðir!" She bumps a shoulder against Pinkshine before clinging onto the slender trunk and clumsily clambering onto one of the thorn tree's low hanging limbs. Once the struggle was over she lowers onto the trunk, letting her striped limbs hang in the air languidly. It was only once she situated herself that she mumbles, "Well... ignore that, Pinkshine. It must be an off day. I swear on Starclan I normally climb better than that!"

Tigersting waves her tail and beckons Pinkshine to follow her into the tree. "C'mon up! It's really not that high." She leans a cheek against the cool bark of the tree branch and then excitedly lifts her head and exclaims, "Pinkshine, you've really got to tell me why it took so long for y'all to become mates! Like, is it a rule to... to take so long? I bet it was Featherspine's fault, sometimes he's so dense... and I mean that with love, y'know! I'm real happy for you two but I can't help but be curious."


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MINE IS YOURS AND YOURS IS MINE 𓃮𖤓°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𓃬 THERE IS NO DIVIDE

• || @PINKSHINE takes place before sun/wolf leave!
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  daughter of & sister to || moor-runner of WINDCLAN || 15 moons || she/her
  — chocolate tabby with fiercely bright eyes
  — a reckless cat with an abrasive personality ​

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[PINKSHINE]

She's really sorry for this. Really sorry that she's supposed to be having a fun day with Tigersting right now, but she wasn't even fully her. The bump of their shoulders puts off her balance, just a moment. She's taller in the way that her brother was. And Pinkshine's thinking about other things, if she's honest... Didn't that make her the worst friend ever? " I didn't know Wolfsong can climb, " she remarks, and she tries to think about other, more fun things... Like the sturdy Medicine Cat clamoring around in the trees. So moor-runners run, tunnelers dig, and Medicine Cats climb? Was that it? " What're you doing in WindClan then, huh? " It's like... A joke! She can do that still. She's pretty sure she can, but then she's thinking about ThunderClanners she's glimpsed in the trees; and she tales of SkyClanners jumping about like squirrels. Mallowlark had been there long enough to learn, surely. Had he, his big, weird— dead, killed self flit about them just the same?

Her smile is Halfhearted. She's being, like, the biggest bummer ever.

She regards Tigersting with a tilt of her head. The look of her makes her smile a little bigger, maybe. Pinkshine didn't know a thing about climbing, but she was pretty sure ThunderClan wouldn't be showing up to demand she joins their ranks, or anything... An off day, she mumbles. And... and h ow could Pinkshine not match her? Blue-ringed eyes crescent. Tigersting's real funny.

" You climb better than me, " honestly, she mews. And then she's asking her to join her? " Huh? Huhhh? No way! I'm a tunneler, remember? " she gapes. She'd definitely fall on her butt, and then Tigersting would definitely tell Featherspine, and she'd totally smile, and that is not the kinda thing Pinkshine wants her smiling at!

...Well, that's a lie. Any smile is a good smile. That's what she tells herself now, so she can be happy in front of Tigersting. Well— so she can be happy, period! Oh, and speaking of Featherspine... " You aren't making, like, any sense today, " she mews, as if she had a good frame of reference for how much sense she made on any other day, which she didn't really. " Whaddya mean it took long? " What's she calling him dense for? " I'm toootally telling her you said that! She was like. Um- I was like... " Pinkshine shakes her head. She can't, um... tell her all that stuff! " We like, just figured it out! "

OOC: Sorry this reply is so late!

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