private Into the sweet morning fog ☾ Sparrowheart

[Haretooth]

"INDELIBLE IS WHAT I NEED TO SPREAD THE WORD."​

ShadowClan’s territory was not something that he would regard as beautiful, the lands grew dull and that was under the best conditions. As it grew colder this manner would grow worse, though when under the cover of night he would redeem it radiant. It was a dreary day today, the sun long hidden behind thick clouds painted a dark grey, sometimes if he squinted they looked like the clanrock from afar. Out of all the weather during the day he found that he enjoyed this kind of weather, it clashed against his pale pelt and no sunbeams would shine against it. Not that it really mattered since he wasn’t planning on hunting today, instead enjoying a waltz across the marshland. Concerns filtered in the back of his mind, with so many injured, dead, or missing within recent moons it was rather foolish of him to wonder out by himself. Haretooth was never one that considered fear, one day that might lead to his downfall but he didn’t show that in his movements.

Instead he marched with confidence, as he grew attentive to the other creatures that prattled their calls in the territory. What he didn’t expect was the presence of another, a lone warrior who also didn’t seem to be taking part in any patrol. “Sparrowheart?” He was fairly confident that this was the name that the warrior was bestowed. Wisps of white tendrel like fur brush against his eyes as he tilts his head to gain a better vantage point of the scene before him.

The warrior seemed to be transfixed on a rock, it didn’t seem particularly impressive although Haretooth could concede that his own attention was captivated by the flecks in the slate of stone that shined in the passive light of day. He didn’t particularly mind the sight, while the hobby was strange he himself had been known to indulge in his own strange hobbies. Thus the pale tom takes this opportunity to stroll closer to the scene, perching beside his clanmate. “What is the appeal of this rock? Do you mind educating me?” His whiskers twitch as his eyes track the others movements, a relatively silent observer but an interested one.

@sparrowheart
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[sparrowheart]

Ever since the day Chilledstar and Smogmaw approached him over a fossil, he had made it a thing to try to find others so alike them. Those days felt like only a few days ago .. but moons had passed since Chilledstar became cold, and days since Smogstar disappeared... Now he did it to reminisce, to keep memories clear on Chilledstars stoic appearance. Occasionally, he would even bring some to their grave, and was sad to say talk to them about the rocks. sparrowheart hoped they appreciated that. And this one, he wondered if they would enjoy as well, watching with an icey gaze as light glinted off of it, contemplating.

A voice broke his concentrated thoughts, eyes dilating and head snapping towards the other warrior. Then his gaze softened, and he quickly thought of something not- depressing. "Hare tooth... You spooked me." He said at first. He had not many interactions with the male, and his position shifted to not be hunching so close to the ground, rolling his shoulders a bit. He hadn't realized how long he'd been sitting there contemplating.

"It's a cool one, normally rocks aren't... Shiny like this. I collect them, consider it a hobby I picked up from Chilledstar.." his sentence trailed off quieter towards the end. "each rock is so different. Just like us. There's some that even kinda look pink, and some that crumble with the lightest touch." He'd move over a tail length or two, gesturing him to move closer. "inspect it from this side, maybe you can see the sun reflection," he said, flicking an ear before settling back down and carefully observing the male.

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