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// @FALLOWPAW
Stormywing pushes aside the lichen curtain that hangs over the entrance to the medicine den, a mouse clamped in her jaws. Golden eyes find her apprentice in her nest - stars, it already looks better since the last time she visited. “Hey, Fallowpaw,” The warrior greets with a half-smile, her voice coming out softer than intended. She drops the fresh-kill at the she-cat’s paws and sits back on her haunches. “How ya feeling? I thought you might be hungry. Just caught it.” She swipes her tongue across her lips to rid herself of any remaining blood from the kill.
There is an awkwardness in the air, a stiff tension that she feels could suffocate her. Is it just her? Or does Fallowpaw feel it too? She doesn’t quite know what to say - she’s concerned for her apprentice, obviously, and she’s glad she’s getting better! But still, it lingers in the back of her head what she’d heard Roeflame tell her that day.
The apprentices had been telling Fallowpaw that her kittypet mentor was failing her. And Fallowpaw had said nothing in her defense.
Her smile is strained, wobbly. Her tail thumps against the ground once, twice, three times. “So-“ She finally breaks the silence. “Have your…friends been by to visit often?” The same friends who need their ears cuffed, apparently.
Stormywing pushes aside the lichen curtain that hangs over the entrance to the medicine den, a mouse clamped in her jaws. Golden eyes find her apprentice in her nest - stars, it already looks better since the last time she visited. “Hey, Fallowpaw,” The warrior greets with a half-smile, her voice coming out softer than intended. She drops the fresh-kill at the she-cat’s paws and sits back on her haunches. “How ya feeling? I thought you might be hungry. Just caught it.” She swipes her tongue across her lips to rid herself of any remaining blood from the kill.
There is an awkwardness in the air, a stiff tension that she feels could suffocate her. Is it just her? Or does Fallowpaw feel it too? She doesn’t quite know what to say - she’s concerned for her apprentice, obviously, and she’s glad she’s getting better! But still, it lingers in the back of her head what she’d heard Roeflame tell her that day.
The apprentices had been telling Fallowpaw that her kittypet mentor was failing her. And Fallowpaw had said nothing in her defense.
Her smile is strained, wobbly. Her tail thumps against the ground once, twice, three times. “So-“ She finally breaks the silence. “Have your…friends been by to visit often?” The same friends who need their ears cuffed, apparently.