pafp NORTHERN ATTITUDE [ riverside ]

[CARP-PAW]

The morning air had surely started to get more and more frigid- her breath curled with the air, becoming visible and white in the early morning sun. But she knew what she wanted to do this morning, and the sun was being wasted if she took any longer. Other cats had been catching really nice fish really early in the morning- maybe because they were slower because of the cold?- and Carppaw wanted her own chance at doing just that.

Rising early, her paws carried her through camp to the riverside. She half expected to see her mentor rise as soon as she did- and if she did spot him before she made it to the riverside, she'd not gently towards him before continuing to the water.

Her quest was halfway-sated as she arrived, nose dipping down to the cool water's edge. With leaffall, and with that, leafbare just around the corner, ice would soon start to form, and fishing would become harder. Carp-paw didn't know this- not yet, anyways. She'd come to know leafbare's hardships soon enough. Her ears pricked moments after she settled down, cool-tone irises lifted to see a thin and gangly cat move towards the water- Cicadapaw. "Heeeyyyy- don't go scaring the fishes!" Carp-paw called, a hint of her natural joy returning upon seeing a friend.

Between the rogues and the sickness in the last month, they had been hidden- her natural curiosity and her knack for being in the wrong places at the right times. Seeing her perk up, even just a little bit, would be something akin to out of a story book right now.

// please wait for @CICADAPAW ; mentioning @Snakeblink for mentor tag!

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• CARP-PAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, six moons
  ⭃ a shorthaired black smoke with blue eyes. her deep smoke colored mottled pelt making for good camouflage in the dark. white mottles her pelt here and there. born to riverclan, she lived peacefully until the rogue attack. sustaining a back injury, she's fallen quiet. loyal to her clan, wants only to make them stronger, but she's terrified of falling short again. the large scar across her back is obvious, and her once-curious nature is now timid.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by you ↛ @dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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