knife fight | wormtail

[strawmoon]

The fight was done, cats moved on, Sunsetbreeze died (lets skip over that, strawpaw thinks) and cats got chased away. The apprentices had a discussion that Strawpaw found themselves agreeing with, at least agreeing with the moral: don't get caught and keep your mouth shut. So Strawpaw decided to do what they normally would be found doing: digging tunnels, playing with worms or conversing with the other apprentices.

But today was different, not because they totally just now remembered they had a mentor, not at all. They approach him with wide eyes and a blank face, head tilting. "Hi, Wormtail." they greet, dipping their head to sniff at the ground incase of any stray worms they may find. After all, Wormtails name is a worm and that meant they had to continously check their back... Strawpaw would NOT be caught lacking. "Can we train today? I'm bored."​

"speech"​

 

[Wormtail]

Wormtail had hidden his stress in the ground from the aftermath of the raid. This clan was turning into a nightmare, an overzealous army full of cats who blindly follow Sootstar and the stars.

He was glad to spend most of his time underground. The less time he spent with the clan, the better.

Except for his apprentice.

He appeared only for Strawpaw.

When they approached him asking to train, he smiled brightly.

"Hello, Strawpaw! What would ye like to do today?" He asked.

"And how are ye feelin? I imagine ye must be pretty rattled after a battle like that." He added. He hoped they were okay, and if not, he would just have to give them the biggest fucking hug.
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