private meet me at our spot | tigerpaw

[badgerstripe]

-ˋˏ ༻☽༺ ˎˊ- Freshly fallen snow had coated the forest in the few days prior, painting the once lively and lush landscape monochromatic. Though some might find beauty in the snow, the crystallized blanket that danced and shimmered under the sunlight, Badgerpaw longed for the greens and browns of the woods once more. She missed the fauna, and the flowers of the undergrowth. The longer nights and cooler air had made her quieter than usual these moons, fatigued, and almost reclusive. She felt.. down, in an odd way. For a coddled kitten that never true knew sadness, the winter moons were as close as it gets.

The clouds had broken apart today, and StarClan has finally blessed the forest with some color against the dreary white. Underneath the bright blue sky, Badgerpaw made herself busy for once - eagerly taking her opportunity to go out into the forest, listen to a rare moment of birdsong, and rejoice underneath an open sky. By the time evening arrived, she ate her meal and shared tongues - but the thought of the impending night brought about that inexplicable gloominess once more. But just as she was about to retire to her den for the night, the long tree-shaped shadows underneath her made way for long streaks of orange. Badgerpaw turned around, and was greeted by the beginnings of the sunset.

Breathtaking was the only way she could describe it in that moment. The dark blues of the beginning of the night melting into pinks, purples, oranges, and finally into a fiery yellow at the heart of the sun. The colors blended and danced together in a perfect harmony - the snow underneath her paws suddenly didn't look so lifeless. But, as the sun fell further, the trees began to drown it out - no matter which way she paced around camp, she felt she was missing out on the perfect sunset. She wanted to see more, but..

Badgerpaw burst into the apprentice den, expecting to see her group of friends - but those who weren't asleep must have been out on patrol. Her heart began to sink as she scanned the crowd of snoozing apprentices, until finally her gaze fell upon a familiar chocolate and red blend - Tigerpaw was still awake. "Psst," she hissed out, as she crept through the den, dodging stray tails and paws left and right until she was almost nose-to-nose with Tigerpaw. "Thank StarClan you're awake! Will you come with me, please? Someone needs to see this! I.. I wanna show you something!" She didn't want to go alone on her journey to find a perfect spot to see the sunset - she wanted to share her joys with another. A sheepish grin crept across the chimera's face as she awaited Tigerpaw's response for only a brief moment, before bounding back out of the den.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── HYPNOTIZED BY THE LIGHTS ⋅❁⋅ MAN, THIS MUST BE THE LIFE ──┐‎

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  BADGERPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of thunderclan, nine moons.
  ⭃ a lively black-blue tortoiseshell chimera she-cat.
  ⭃ mate to no one. apprentice to n/a.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by ixora ↛ @.ixora on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[tigerwing]

Badgerpaw wasn't the only one missing the wonders of the green world. She wasnt necessarily sad about the weather, but she was slowly starting to long for green leaf more and more everyday. She was tired of the cold, and was feeling more defeated every day that she wasn't able to catch the prey she felt she needed to for hungry bellies- including her own belly that rumbled. Though today, the sun had been bright, as if welcoming the apprentice from the depths of the den that smelled of herbs to the world- and she was eager to do things, to get out there and resume her training once again. so many steps backwards, but the apprentice was eager to push forward even harder with each fall.

she was still too antsy to actually sleep. she had been in the medicine den with Berryheart for yet another who-knows-how-many nights, lost track to the boredom of sleep and inability to do much. three large incisions from talons of the owl attack whisp down her shoulder, lacing the young apprentices body with scars. she had been hoping to save the warrior from his fateful death, but she couldn't. she was too late.

the red and chocolate form was currently grooming over her scars- perhaps trying to cover short hair to hide them away, she wasn't even sure herself how to feel about them. she heard badgerpaws voice, lifting her head to find herself almost nose to nose with the tortie. a grin spread across her lips before nodding excitedly. "Of course! You don't have to tell me twice," she purred, following quickly behind the other.

"where are we going?"

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