- Jan 10, 2024
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✧ The day is warm, and the black paths of the twolegplace threaten to scorch her paw pads when Sangriapaw attempts to cross them. In an effort to rescue her delicate paws, the girl decides not to make the journey to SkyClan today—if she burns her paws, then she won’t be able to do any apprentice stuff anyway. At least this way, she doesn’t have to listen to anybody laughing at her or whispering behind her back. Maybe they’ll just talk about her while she’s gone, and she’ll never have to hear their words. But just because she isn’t going to SkyClan today doesn’t mean the torbie doesn’t want to do some patrolling of her own. She doesn’t even need Johnnyflame to go on any patrols around the twolegplace! The girl doesn’t often go exploring on her own, but today is different. Today, she didn’t ask if she could leave. Her mama won’t mind too much, she hopes.
Hopping across thin sun-warmed paths and staying far from the oily surfaces of the ground, the girl makes her way between houses and fences. The grass isn’t so hot, at least, and she’s glad. But the grass is also distracting, because while she’s sinking her toes into it and admiring how soft and cooled-off it is, she doesn’t notice another cat sitting nearby. When she finally does notice him, the fluffy torbie turns to the other cat with a bright smile. "Oh, hi! I didn’t see ya there," she chirps out with a friendly flickering of a ringed tail. The stranger doesn’t look too scary, so that must mean he’s nice, she thinks. He’s even got a collar around his neck, and his ears are funny-looking. He’s definitely a kittypet, probably. "I’m Sangriapaw. From SkyClan! Where’re you from?"
Hopping across thin sun-warmed paths and staying far from the oily surfaces of the ground, the girl makes her way between houses and fences. The grass isn’t so hot, at least, and she’s glad. But the grass is also distracting, because while she’s sinking her toes into it and admiring how soft and cooled-off it is, she doesn’t notice another cat sitting nearby. When she finally does notice him, the fluffy torbie turns to the other cat with a bright smile. "Oh, hi! I didn’t see ya there," she chirps out with a friendly flickering of a ringed tail. The stranger doesn’t look too scary, so that must mean he’s nice, she thinks. He’s even got a collar around his neck, and his ears are funny-looking. He’s definitely a kittypet, probably. "I’m Sangriapaw. From SkyClan! Where’re you from?"
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⭃ cinnamon torbie with white spotting and vibrant leaf-green eyes. bold, bright, and curious.
⭃ daughter of fantastream & figfeather ; sister to coffeepaw
⭃ mentored by johnnyflame
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
⭃ penned by foxlore