private LOVE HAD SPIRALED DOWN -- florabreeze

[DAFFODILPAW]

From an outside perspective, he must have looked pretty strange - hovering around camp, eyeing the freshkill pile without ever taking anything from it - and even though he's painfully aware of his strange behavior, he can't give it a rest until - aha! The glimpse of a familiar brown and white pelt sends him into action, practically tripping over himself before Daffodilpaw manually has to put himself into check. It's fine, it's fine - no use in rushing around like there's actually something wrong. Still, he feels antsy and excited and nervous all the same as he carefully pads up to the freshkill pile, smoothly scooping up a sparrow. Looks like his loitering had paid off - there was no need to awkwardly pick through the pile when he already knew exactly what was on it. Not that he wouldn't have just picked whatever was on top anyways, but it's fine.

Sparrow clutched like a lifeline, Daffodilpaw is a little bit more hesitant to head to his next destination. What if...what if Florabreeze didn't want to hang out with him? It'd been a little bit, both of them busy with their own duties, and maybe she didn't - no, no, that's silly. Of course she still liked him, of course she would want to see him, to share prey with him. Unless she was already planning on eating with someone else. Oh no, was she looking for someone else to eat with right now? A quick glance reveals no, doesn't look like she's searching for anyone. Okay, okay, it's fine - it's going to be fine, he thinks, he's going to be fine, she's going to be fine, they're all going to be fine. Except wait, what if she's already eaten-?

A crooked smile blossoms around the sparrow Daffodilpaw holds onto just a little bit too tightly as he makes his approach, flagging down Florabreeze. "Hi!" he chirps, muffled by the feathers in his mouth. Sheepishly, the bird is deposited onto the ground, and he can't help but let out a nervous chuckle. "Uh, sorry - should've put that down first, probably. Anyways, do you...are you hungry? I figured I'd check in, see if you've eaten yet, maybe catch up a little...?" Despite his best efforts, his easy grin grows a little tighter across his face. "I mean, only if you want to, of course! I'm sure you're busy and all - don't wanna get in they way of that, or anything!"

Maybe this was a bad idea - or, maybe it'd turn out alright in the end. Either way, he's not yet retreating, and that's something, for sure. Ever since Honeysplash had...well, ever since Honeysplash, he'd felt distant, in a way, even though that was kind of silly, considering she'd been the only one to go anywhere. This little interaction would be good for the both of them, he hopes - Florabreeze had been good to him and his littermates, and he hadn't ever meant to seem like he was trying to rebuff that kindness, even caught in the throes of grief.​

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• OOC: @Florabreeze
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• REF PENDING, TEEHEE <3
  
• DAFFODILKIT / DAFFODILPAW —. He/him, apprentice of SkyClan
  — .Chyrsaliswing x Honeysplash, littermate to Weaselpaw & Adderpaw
  — . 7 moons old, ages on the 6th
  — .An average, well-muscled orange-and-white dipped cream tom with mismatched eyes.
  — .People-pleaser with a desire to do good - dedicated, but still fun-loving
  — .Peaceful & healing powerplay permitted - brushing up against him, shoulder bumps, etc.
  — .Penned by Hijinks - feel free to DM me on Discord to plot! ^^
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[Florabreeze]

Daffodilpaw is a delight, he's bubbly and bright and always seems to be cheering up his clanmates. Yet there is a pang in her heart when she sees him sometimes, in a similar way that her heart ached when she saw Magnolia. That lurch at phantoms of the past, while for her daughter by blood the phantom is herself. For Daffodilpaw the phantom is his mother, she can see glimpses of Honeysplash in him both in appearance and personality. If she sees him from the corner of her eye she has to do a double take, she hopes it's not noticeable but he seems perceptive. It has never changed how she speaks with him, Florabreeze loves him like he's her son. She supposes he is, if he wanted to be, the label of mother is never one that she applies herself.

Yet Daffodilpaw seems distant despite her efforts, she wonders if she's being overbearing? She hopes that it isn't a case of him just trying to get away from her, finding her presence to be stifling. Maybe her attempts to show her support and love after losing their mother had been working against her relationship with him. As she entered camp she dismissed Jellypaw for the day and started her walk through camp, to see if she could help with any duties needing attending. She hopes not, excited to snag a beam of the sun between darkened clouds.

Once again the glimpse of Daffodilpaw from the corner of her eye brings her pause, not for mistaken identity but out of concern. He looked worried for a brief second? When she blinks that worried expression disappears and he calls out to her. Sparrow in his mouth as he approaches the black tabby, lemon grass eyes light up in surprise, expression melting into a smile.

"Hey, you okay?" There's amusement in her tone, chuckling as he seems to remember that yes there is in fact a sparrow caught between his fangs. Is she hungry? Not particularly, nothing that couldn't wait until she returns home for the night to the prey her twolegs feed her. There is a hunger for a conversation though, she misses him in truth. Claws latch onto the hop that he must miss speaking with her too.

"That sounds great, would you want to share it?" She hopes so, she'd find a way to make it work even if she's not hungry as she doesn't want to waste it. That would look really bad on her end and for daylighters if she wasted prey. "So did you catch this yourself? Have you had your first catch?" There's that twang of her heart again as she wonders, did I miss it? What else has she missed in that gap between them?

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  FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her || Daylight Lead Warrior of SkyClan || 37 moons
  ❥ A large black tabby maine coon with low white and bright green eyes, always wearing her mushroom print collar if she can.
  ❥ Mentored by Sorrelsong ／Mentoring Jellypaw & Sfogliatella
  ❥ “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
  

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[DAFFODILPAW]

Just like that, his nerves start to dissipate (or, settle, like the fur along his spine, he supposes) as Daffodilpaw sinks down next to Florabreeze. It feels easy in this moment, and he almost feels silly for ever dreading it in the first place, as if his heart isn't still settling back down into his chest. It's not a feeling exclusive to Florabreeze, which softens the gnawing guilt in his heart at the uncertainty and hesitation he's sure has been rolling off of him in waves, but he still can't help but feel bad that it'd taken him this long to work up the nerve to talk with the lead warrior. Still, it was more important to focus on here and now - after all, with some of the tension melting away as he nestles the sparrow between the two of them, Daffodilpaw was feeling better than he had in some time.

"Yeah - yeah, I'm doing alright," he offers, and the shaky smile he had to offer earlier grows a touch more genuine alongside a gentle chuckle. For a moment, he's worried he's made yet another misstep - that she really had eaten earlier, that she hates sparrows - but luckily she suggests sharing it between the two of them, and Daffodilpaw dips his head in acknowledgment. Though he'd opted to ignore it in favor of working himself up over his approach, he was feeling pretty hungry, considering he hadn't had anything since he'd gone out for training that morning...

Carefully, he works to defeather the bird, using it as an outlet for any of the near-permanent restless energy that seemed to lurk within his frame. The steadily-growing pile of feathers is interrupted at her next question, however, as Daffodilpaw freezes up, though he's quick to catch himself, springing back into action with almost too much force. Had he caught it himself? "Uh, no, s'not mine. I, uh, haven't made my first catch yet," There's a certain level of metered casualness to his tone that might be at least a little convincing if he hadn't been talking to Florabreeze, of all cats, who's known him all his life. Daffodilpaw thinks of Adderpaw in this moment, much more successful than him in practically every regard, though the thought is quickly banished in favor of something more positive.

"Fawnwhisker thinks it'll happen soon - says I'm getting a lot better, and that sometimes it takes time, so. You know. Maybe soon," he adds, hoping he doesn't sound like as much of a disappointment as he feels. "Hey, but when I do, you'll be the first to hear - I'm better at climbing, anyways, so I'll shout about it from the treetops, loud enough that the whole forest will know." The idea of him yelling for Florabreeze, prey clasping precariously in his jaws, is enough to lighten his mood somewhat, thankfully.

"What about you? I mean, I know you haven't made your first catch or anything, that'd be silly, but - anything interesting happen lately? Like, um - still going good with the Twolegs?" Despite living surrounded by daylight warriors, Daffodilpaw still feels woefully uninformed about how exactly it works when the daylighters aren't at SkyClan, but at least he's making an effort, right?​

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• OOC: -
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• REF PENDING, TEEHEE <3
  
• DAFFODILKIT / DAFFODILPAW —. He/him, apprentice of SkyClan
  — .Chyrsaliswing x Honeysplash, littermate to Weaselpaw & Adderpaw
  — . 7 moons old, ages on the 6th
  — .An average, well-muscled orange-and-white dipped cream tom with mismatched eyes.
  — .People-pleaser with a desire to do good - dedicated, but still fun-loving
  — .Peaceful & healing powerplay permitted - brushing up against him, shoulder bumps, etc.
  — .Penned by Hijinks - feel free to DM me on Discord to plot! ^^
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