private LIVING OUT OF CASES ✧ . fluffypaw


✧ . It is by a hellish default that Greeneyes is considered the best climber out of him and his siblings.

In their youth, long before tragedy took hold of them, long before loss after loss, it had been Figfeather — of course, it’d been her — to claim that title, with Snowpath in second place, and Greeneyes in a measly third. Just above Butterflytuft — who, though he loves her, though he always thought of her as a good warrior, was never much of a climber — and Violetnose, whose lack of sight made the process all the more difficult for his fallen sister. Injury had long since ripped Figfeather from the throne and death had long since done the same to Snowpath.

So it is Greeneyes, now — he who struggled for the longest time as an apprentice to even grab hold of a branch, he who’d never been as graceful as Figfeather in scaling the pines, who’d never quite prevailed in the skill until trees had been replaced with rocky cliffside — that claims the title of best climber.

And it is Greeneyes now who is expected to aid in teaching the next generation of his family, his clan, to scale the very trees he and his siblings and every other SkyClan apprentice once trained upon. With the tallpines in view, the red tabby slows to a stop, looking over at his niece beside him with a small smile. “ Ready, cariño?

This isn’t the first time Greeneyes has taken his apprentice out here, nor will it be the last yet. Fluffypaw is still learning, enough so for the tom to wonder just what her own placement will be among her own siblings, to hope she’ll one day be better off than him. Usually, he is right beside her — climbing branch by branch, correcting the tortoiseshell’s footing as they ascend further up the tree — but today…

I want you to go up first, ” he tells Fluffypaw with an encouraging nod at the test laid before her. He won’t be by her side forever, he knows. The tom needs to know if she’s progressing, needs to know what they need to work on still. “ Go as far as you can, and when you can’t climb any further, I’ll join you. Okay? ” ​
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    GREENEYES AMAB. He / Him. Former Lead Warrior of SkyClan.
    ✧ . A red tabby and white tom with bright green eyes.
    ✧ . Daisyflight x Raven Ramble; Mate to Fireflyglow
    ✧ . Mentored by Sheepcurl ; Mentor to Fluffypaw, formerly Falcongaze
    ✧ . Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted!
    ✧ . Penned by Abri@_abri_ on discord, feel free to dm for plots!
    ✧ . " Speech " ; Attack
 
Fluffypaw blunders quietly behind her mentor, a vapid smile pasted to her pale muzzle. Above them, the trees seem to stare down at her — and she cowers beneath their verdant glare. Every branch protruding is like an accusing, pointed paw; every rattle of the wind in the pine needles is like whispered malice. You'll never get up here, they seem to chant, and Fluffypaw's allotted confidence shrivels and dies.

Greeneyes turns to her. This is an assessment of some sort, she figures; he does not scale the tree himself, but nudges her forward, as if she is meant to lead the way. Fluffypaw stares doubtfully at the dark, slippery bark, the arching spires above them, before nodding. She is nothing if not obedient, after all. "Okay. I'll... I'll try," she murmurs.

She lifts her forepaws up above her head and sinks her claws into the trunk. They are not deep enough. When she attempts to haul herself upright, she slips back down to the roots. Frustration sparks in her chest, but she gives herself a shake. I've done this before. I can do this.

Attempt two goes marginally better. Her claws delve into the tree bark, and her laughable upper body strength gets her at least to the first trembling branch. Every movement is a struggle, though; her hindlegs flail, ungraceful, and send shreds of tree debris down to shower Greeneyes with. Her paws are trembling, her limbs screaming with exhaustion, by the time she collapses onto the lowest branch on the tree.

"I did it," she whispers... but then she looks up, up, into the dizzying heights that await her, and she swallows, thickly, fear beginning to solidify in her chest.

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  • Fluffykit . Fluffypaw, she/her w/ feminine terms.
    — “speech”, thoughts, attack
    — 11 moons old, ages realistically on the 8th.
    — mentored by Greeneyes ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
    — skyclan apprentice. butterflytuft x dandelionwish, gen 3.
    — penned by Marquette.
    lh chocolate tortie/cream chimera with jade eyes. frightened, clingy, anxious, gentle.