IT'S STILL THE AUTUMN LEAVES ⋆ introduction && conversations

[STREAMSONG]

Quiet chirping and singing of crickets could be heard as the moon rose high above Riverclan territory. A small she-cat sat on the bank of the river with her tail wrapped around her paws, leaning against the warmth of her mate's fur. Streamsong's eyes were closed as she absorbed the peaceful atmosphere just outside camp, basking in the moonlight's gentle glow. Most of Riverclan's members were sleeping peacefully inside camp at this hour, however, Streamsong enjoyed evening walks alongside her mate and friends, taking the opportunity to unwind after the stress of the day. "How was your day today?" A quiet meow leaves her jaws as she pulls away just enough to look the taller tom in the eyes before she gives his shoulder an affectionate lick. She'd never minded simple, light conversation with her mate and clanmates. Being able to be outside of camp without any distractions or annoyances that came with staying inside camp was a blessing in disguise.

"It's peaceful tonight isn't it?" The wind howls softly around the gathered cats, almost seemingly echoing the molly's words as she speaks. Bending down, she allows her mate to block the wind from ruffling her fur any more than it already had, fighting against the chilly breeze. If she had it her way, she would sleep curled up beside her mate outside of camp, where she could hang onto the peace for just a moment longer. Soon enough, her dream would be shattered with the crushing reality of responsibility. They would eventually be called back to camp, where they would sleep until morning came, bringing with it responsibilities of being a warrior. For now, Streamsong would hold onto the peaceful evening with open paws, absorbing every moment she was getting along with her clanmates ( even those she normally would clash alongside ) , and spending quality time with her mate.

i just need to leave this part of me behind do you remember me, when the rain gathers?　/　˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

• ooc. @BUGBITE <3 && no need to wait!!
• streamsong.
  ⤹ cisgender female ( feminine pronouns )
  ⤹ 26 moons / ages realistically on the 4th
  ⤹ mates with bugbite / heterosexual ; monogamous
  ⤹ warrior of riverclan / currently mentoring none
  ⤹ lh blue tabby with low white
  ⤹ peaceful actions may be powerplayed / underline and tag account when attacking
  ⤹ "speech" / thoughts / hexcode: #afd2e9
  ⤹ penned by halimede
  
  
  

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[BUGBITE]

"It was fine!" he chirps in response to her question, giving her a sweet nuzzle on her cheek when she leans in to lick his shoulder. "I caught a bird today. I had to climb-" and he sounds much more like a Skyclanner than a Riverclanner now, which causes his cheeks to inadvertently burn. "Well, it almost got away." he downplays it, not exactly willing to admit he had to jump between branches to pin it down. Then he'd really sound like he didn't belong.

Insecurities begin to twist and turn within the confines of his chest, kindle to the flame of shame.

She moves on and with it comes a breath of relief. Peaceful, she says, and he hums in response, shifting to tuck around her further as the wind blows. He watches her bend and a frown twists his lips downwards- she didn't have to do that! He sweeps a lightly-feathered tail upwards to block more of the wind for her. "Leaf-bare will be upon us soon!" he comments, and then to anyone who is listening, he proposes the debate of: "Sweltering heat or snow?" honestly, he'd prefer the snow if it didn't bring mass starvation and the cut-off of one of their main prey sources, leaving many of their warriors to have to flounder upon land. At least in the heat, they could cool down with the river.

It's selfish- but at least he felt a little bit more useful during leafbare.

𝖨𝖵𝖤 𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖶𝖱𝖠𝖯 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖴𝖯 𝖳𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳 ｡˚ 𓇼 𝖳𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖨𝖳𝖲 𝖳𝖨𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖡𝖨𝖳𝖤 𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖭

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  ❥ bugbite ʚ♡ɞ bugpaw
  ❥ cis male ʚ♡ɞ he/him ʚ♡ɞ 27 months
  ❥ riverclan warrior ʚ♡ɞ mentoring n/a
  ❥ red cameo with white and blue eyes ʚ♡ɞ sharp-edged & sleek
  ❥ "speech, B3D9B2" ʚ♡ɞ thoughts
  ❥ mates with streamsong ʚ♡ɞ bisexual
  ❥ smells like lotus' and moss ʚ♡ɞ hint of something sweet
  ❥ penned by chuff

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[Hawkcloud]

The rhythmic song of the crickets, the river's ever-present murmur, and the gentle, idle chatter between Streamsong and her mate blanket the early leaf-fall evening in a soothing peacefulness. Streamsong even mentions it — a simple observation cast out into the serene night. But like tempting fate, Hawkcloud manages to catch up with the small group of Clanmates on their stroll and shatters the calm like paws splashing into a puddle of water. The she-cat bounds over to the pair at the helm, bright eyes alight with far too much energy for the late hour to warrant.

"Hi! What are you guys talking about?" Hawkcloud chirps loudly, bursting with excitement even the hushed evening doesn't quell. "Oh! Snow, definitely snow!" the she-cat goes on before Bugbite even has the chance to look her way, her bite-cropped tail flicking enthusiastically. "It's so much fun to play in, like diving into a fluffy cloud, right?" Hawkcloud bounces about on her paws as though her energy could summon leaf-bare faster. She loves the warmth, too, but sweltering heat is a different story. It drains even Hawkcloud's stamina, driving her to escape it in the shade — which isn't much fun.​

 

[STREAMSONG]

She purred softly with Bugbite's response, pleased to hear his day was pleasant. Streamsong wanted nothing less from her mate, and would have been disappointed to hear his day had been unpleasant. Ears flicker softly in response as he trails off with his comment about having to climb to catch his prey today. While she never truly understood how he could possibly be so afraid of the water, she couldn't find it in her heart to negatively comment on his preferences. Especially not in front of the clan. Her tail curls over his paws as she leans against him, still purring softly as he changes the subject while blocking the wind from reaching her.

"I think I prefer leaf-fall." The sweltering heat and the blistering cold were both things she despised. Being a longer haired feline, she found herself hating the heat because of the length of her fur. However, it was almost too short to keep her warm enough in the winter time. The sound of Hawkcloud's voice rings out, causing her to lift her head in greeting as she joins them. Still glued to her mate's side, she allows the she-cat to join them, eager to include her in their conversation. "You think so? Leafbare only brings difficulty to the clan. Not to mention how cold it gets." She speaks gently, ensuring that her response doesn't seem like a lecture, which wasn't at all her intention.

i just need to leave this part of me behind do you remember me, when the rain gathers?　/　˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

• ooc.
• streamsong.
  ⤹ cisgender female ( feminine pronouns )
  ⤹ 26 moons / ages realistically on the 4th
  ⤹ mates with bugbite / heterosexual ; monogamous
  ⤹ warrior of riverclan / currently mentoring none
  ⤹ lh blue tabby with low white
  ⤹ peaceful actions may be powerplayed / underline and tag account when attacking
  ⤹ "speech" / thoughts / hexcode: #afd2e9
  ⤹ penned by halimede
  
  
  

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[SUNPAW.]

"Really?" Sunpaw can't help but to wrinkle her nose a little as she flicks her ears in the direction of the conversation. She wasn't actually meaning to join in, or even eavesdrop - in many ways the word just falls out of her mouth as she hears the faces here sway towards the cold.

There's a pause as she recognizes her accidental step into the conversation, paws hesitating before she slowly resigns herself to socialization. Well, Streamsong had a point too. Leafbare makes it difficult. Her first Leafbare - the only one she's lived through, to be fair - isn't exactly full of happy memories for her either. It's much the same way that she slowly tiptoes into the conversation, like she's not actually sure she wants to be here at all. But it's exact recognition of that fact that has her blinking, lifting her chin higher as she stalks the last couple of steps into the circle more confidently. "I agree. I want it to be warm, so we can swim. The Leafbare's too cold for anything nice at all. Won't the water freeze over? Ugh, no thanks."

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[STREAMSONG]

Sunpaw is hesitant to join the group, and Streamsong can't say that she blames her for it. Joining in on a conversation that had already begun, with felines much older than herself? It was intimidating. There was a point in time where Streamsong could admit she would have felt the same; even today she still had those moments. She turns as Sunpaw speaks up, unsure of who she was initially responding to.

"The water does freeze over yes." She chuckles as she ensures Sunpaw has enough room to join their circle, and still remain warm enough. Sunpaw had a point, leaf-bare was too cold to do much of anything. "It is, but still we must do our duties and ensure that the clan is fed and cared for. Even in the unpleasant months we must find a way to make ourselves of use. We can't swim all the time." She adds teasingly, knowing Sunpaw was aware of their duties to Riverclan.

i just need to leave this part of me behind do you remember me, when the rain gathers?　/　˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

• ooc.
• streamsong.
  ⤹ cisgender female ( feminine pronouns )
  ⤹ 26 moons / ages realistically on the 4th
  ⤹ mates with bugbite / heterosexual ; monogamous
  ⤹ warrior of riverclan / currently mentoring none
  ⤹ lh blue tabby with low white
  ⤹ peaceful actions may be powerplayed / underline and tag account when attacking
  ⤹ "speech" / thoughts / hexcode: #afd2e9
  ⤹ penned by halimede
  
  
  

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