pafp INTO THE UNKNOWN [journey questions]

[roaringsun]

〔✦〕The atmosphere of camp had been heavy and grim since the exile of three warriors. Serves them right. The event of that afternoon played in his head, and he's lucky Flamewhisker and the others showed up when they had — else he might be back in Gentlestorm's den, or worse. It sends a shiver down his spine. Some of the threats were gone, for now, and that did calm his nerves a bit - but most remained; how long would it take for someone else to ambush him or someone else?

I shouldn't be thinking about this. The apprentice reminds himself, shaking out his fur as if that will send the thoughts away, too. He needs a distraction, and what better than a story? The flame-sepia had heard mentions of the journey to find a cure for yellowcough, but nothing in full detail. Some of his clanmates had been on the travels, but none were quite as approachable as Stormywing ( for the obvious reason - they had shared origins, and were being harassed by some ). He approaches the she-cat at the prey-pile, a smile on his maw nothing short of radiant. He has to be brave, show he's unbothered - be a beam of hope, maybe ( as silly as it sounded ). "Hi Stormywing," He greets with a dip of his head. "Would you tell me more 'bout the journey and how it was?"

I took a little journey to the unknown ( Ive come back changed, I can feel it in my bones ) //

• ooc. wait for @STORMYWING
  
• ROARINGPAW —— apprentice of thunderclan , mentored by copperfang . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
  ✦ male / he/him / 10 moons & ages every 14ᵗʰ
  ✦ single / orientation & poly or mono / open/closed to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat details here / battle notes
  
  ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — msg on discord (hypmic) for plots — toyhouse
  
• reference image here
  

  a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.

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[STORMYWING]

// this is so pitifully late if anyone wants a retro thread to reply to before any murders (so sorry)

Stormywing glances up from the fresh-kill pile where she’d been picking through for a meal, her sharp eyes softening once she sees who it is. Roaringpaw looks happy as ever - his facade is clearly working on her at least. The recent events had been weighing heavily on all of them who had kittypet blood, so of course it was right that they stick together. He brings up the journey and her ears twitch in surprise, flashbacks of mountain air and tortoiseshell fur entering her mind. She blinks the thoughts away as quickly as she can. With a nod, she sets aside the piece of prey she'd selected for herself and flicks her tail, signaling for him to sit beside her. "Of course, kid," She begins, cracking a smirk. She’ll take any opportunity to boast about the most epic thing she’s ever done in her life! "The journey was long, and really hard. We traveled for an entire moon and a half before we were home again, through rivers and forests and mountains and caves, all while trying to keep hope alive for those back home suffering from yellowcough."

She pauses, her golden gaze distant as if reliving the memories right before her eyes. "One of the hardest parts was not knowing if we'd find the cure in time, you know. We were exhausted, and there were times when it felt like the weight of the world was on our shoulders. But we were determined to save our clanmates. We leaned on each other for support, and even leaned on the other clans. That camaraderie became our greatest strength."
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