private No more than I was ❧ Twitchbolt

[Florabreeze]

It had only been freshly after the snow began to melt when Florabreeze had joined SkyClan. She likes to think she's learnt a lot since then, that she's become stronger, a more mature woman. Still prone to her fits of whimsy and passion, following wherever that breeze took her. At first, it stumbled her into the paws of a patrol, lead by- "Twitchbolt! You're not walking faster after I called out to you, are you?" He's very clearly not but she thought it was funny to try and catch him in something that he wasn't the culprit of. Her aimless wondering around camp picks up into a trot as she moves to walk alongside the deputy. "Wanna take a stroll with me?" She considers to call it a patrol, maybe in some ways it can be. A small hunting patrol perhaps, to catch whatever scraps of prey that haven't been exhausted yet. Truthfully she just wishes to talk with him, opportunities missed in the past and hey she's feeling sentimental right now.

Snow crunches beneath large paws as she lets her eyes wonder across the landscape in front of them. To keep an eye out for prey of course, but to also just admire it. It can be so easy to be swept up in the doom and gloom, as it should be. She knows these are serious matters, she treats them with the respect they deserve. Yet she can't help but try and strive for a balance between that and admiring the territory they have, the life SkyClan is leading. "It's easy to forget how pretty the snow looks when it's so dreary all the time" there is a wistful sigh as her gaze falls back onto the SkyClan deputy. She had met him with bristling fur and a lash of a tail, defending a clan he loves. And she had last seen him do the same thing at the council meeting, it is easy to admire him. To admire his fire, the push back he has, the strength that is required to do that. Every Lead Warrior carries it too, she's just coincidentally seen it the longest within him.

"I admire you Twitchbolt" she decidedly meows, a bright smile dimming into something a little more serious. Whiskers twitching in the gust of wind that greets them, bouncing betwixt the gaps of the cluster of pines surrounding them. "You speak your mind, you're strong but not mean about it" stars know SkyClan is full of cats who like to speak their mind. Strong but they don't have the care to craft their words right, to have diplomacy alongside the steel. "I think that's impressive, since I joined I thought you're pretty cool" she is hasty in brushing it off. Sweep formality away with the gust of the wind and replacing it with casual light heartedness.

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  FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her || Daylight Lead Warrior of SkyClan || 39 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 Daffodilpaw
  ❥ "Speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}

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[TWITCHSTAR]

An accusation, flung right at him- "Huh? 'Course not!" His defense was given before he really caught the smile written on Florabreeze's face, a trace of humour that ... probably betrayed she had only been joking. A sigh depressed his shoulders, embarrassment a brush of thistle upon his cheeks. Her offer earned a dip of his head, a little flustered in the hurrying of his footsteps to keep time with her strides. A stroll would be nice, and maybe... maybe a mouse would stumble into their paws, or two.

They probably looked like a funny pair. Scruffy and short, who would think he was the deputy, stood next to someone tall and smooth-furred who walked with such purpose, and found her words so easily? The flutter of the snow earned his admiration, too- the same way it always did, a softness upon his face. Predictable in the darkening of the clouds, unmistakable swelling of the air. "I always notice," he hummed. "But I'm weird for getting excited about blizzards, I know ..."

Wind thrashed against his knotted fur, but Florabreeze's unexpected compliment hit him perhaps twice as hard. No part of him could control the hanging of his jaw, the widening of his eyes, fangs draped agape. "Oh, uh- thanks. T-took ... took a whole bunch of time to get to that point, hah..." His humour was fragile, a precarious wobbling. He remembered nights steeped in cowardice, unable to tell anyone that they'd upset him. "Glad you didn't meet me when I was an apprentice. You... you definitely wouldn't think I'm cool." Stars knew, that was the reason so many had met his appointment as deputy with bafflement. Cool ... would it be stupid to say he would rather be ignored? Yes. certainly... and unkind, he reminded himself. It was unkind to so relentlessly doubt.​

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[Florabreeze]

The pair share an appreciation for the weather, she is thankful for it. Part of her always wondered if the forest was barren and mundane to those used to it, at one point Florabreeze thought she was used to it too. But then the snow came, covering the landscape in a powdery scenic view, no matter how desolate. "Weird? Who said that?" She questions with a scrunch of her muzzle, SkyClan was full of weirdos. If being excited over storms was enough for him to be considered weird to some than respectfully they must be ignorant to half of the clan. "I don't think you're weird Twitchbolt, blizzards are pretty when you're not caught in one" her comment is followed by an airy chuckle.

It is oddly warm, though she wonders if that is because of the friend beside her. The wind is unpleasant and she finds that her fur is whipped around in tufts. There is a slight frown at the thought of the brushing that would stem from this when she comes home at night. A downside to leaf bare, though she should feel lucky that the only thing she needs to stress about is her appearance. "It's strange to think that you weren't always like this, I just assumed you have been" she confesses with another chuckle, smiling pleasantly at the deputy.

She tries to not think about it much, that everyone's had whole lives before she met them. There is a sense of loneliness, that she cannot share whole chunks of others experiences with them. "I'm sure I would have, no one is truly cool when you're that young" she comments with a sway of her tail and a glimpse at the forest surrounding her once more.

"Maybe we could trade stories? I can guarantee that you're cool" she's sure he doesn't need that much convincing. It could be nice to share memories though, maybe she could walk away and say that they know one another for the better. "I was way louder than I am now, a real dork I'd try to challenge everyone on anything, the sky's blue? No way it's clearly red" there's a wistful fondness to her tone. It's weird to think of herself as such, she hadn't thought about her child moons- or apprentice moons she supposes, for quite some time.

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  FLORABREEZE 𖧧 She/her || Daylight Lead Warrior of SkyClan || 39 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 Daffodilpaw
  ❥ "Speech", thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}

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