private Nothing's what it seems ☄ Onyxpaw

[SINGEGLARE]

*+:｡.｡ "Do you want to spar?" he asks Onyxpaw just as molly is about to enter the apprentice's den for the night.
The sky is cloudless tonight, as though all of Starclan is watching on. Singepaw's eyes, even as he speaks to Onyxpaw, never leave the medicine den. Inside, they're preparing Chilledstar's body. Inside, his leader - the only one he's ever known - is growing colder, and colder. He feels his claws slide free of their sheaths, digging deep into the earth beneath his pads and ripping rivulets into the soil. This night is quiet but heavy; tumultuous, yet storm-free. It pisses him off. There's not a single cloud in the sky, and yet Singepaw is full to bursting with lightning. If he could, he'd steal the wings off a hawk and race to Starclan's territory and steal back Chilledstar's soul himself but...he can't.
So instead he wishes desperately for a fight.
But luckily for everyone - and unluckily for himself - Singepaw has matured enough to shake his head and hiss, " Never mind. Stupid ask." Now wasn't the time - not in the dead of night and with a dead leader a handful of fox-lengths away. Lashing his tail until it curls tightly around his paws, Singepaw snaps his gaze away from the medicine den to instead stare at the deep marks he's left on the ground with his claws. He gouges out some more. "They were supposed to give us our names" he hisses, voice cracking with pinched misery.

*°:⋆ₓₒ Updated 6/10/24

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  GENERAL:
  ☄ Singepaw
  ☄ Cismale — He/him — Questioning sexuality
  ☄ 8 moons — Ages 1 moon every month on the 2nd
  ☄ NPC x Duckshimmer (brother to Swallowpaw, Sneezepaw)
  ☄ Shadowclan — Kit
  ☄ Apprenticed to Smogmaw
  
  
  
  
  COMBAT:
  ☄ Physically easy | mentally easy
  ☄ Attack inbold #b8312f
  ☄ Can be power played just ask
  injuries: none
  

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[ONYXPAW]

I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH — In and out. In and out. That was how she had been ever since Chilledstar's body had been returned to camp, and it had suddenly felt like the entire world was crashing down on her. In and out of the apprentices' den, in and out of her own head. Focusing on the rhythmic motion of her breathing going in and out, if only to remind her to actually do it. Onyxpaw had emerged from the den of brambles only long enough to see Lilacfur's state, sparing the lead warrior a few moments of her time before the call of the dark and safety the bush provided called her home once more.

Only this time she wasn't left alone to skulk in the corner, tears pouring freely from her eyes.

Instead she was greeted by the normally sharp sound of Singepaw's voice, although this time he sounded... strained. Tired in a way she was hardly experienced with from him, her ears flicking back in response. "I don't think..." Over time, Onyxpaw had been growing more fond of sparring. Of the thrill of a fight - even if a fake one - and the back and forth that came so easily when her opponent was Singepaw. Unfortunately, her heart hardly felt like it could take a task so intensive right now, and it was a relief when even the passionate flame-point stood down. "Yeah, they were. I had always... wondered what they'd pick for me." Already her words felt thick, like she was spitting molasses trying to get them out. "Do you think... they'll be proud of us?" Either of them? Proud of her? Proud of how her hunting skills had been progressing, however slowly?

Would they be watching?

CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH ✦ IT IS KILLING YOU

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  ✧ shorthaired tortoiseshell point and chocolate point chimera with blue eyes
  ✧ 10 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ✧ bisexual; crushing on yellowpaw
  ✧ daughter of monarchroot and sleetjaw
  ✧ shadowclan born; silently loyal to her home
  ✧ difficult to befriend; shy to most except yellowpaw
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[SINGEGLARE]

*+:｡.｡ Singepaw's eyes flick back and forth from Onyxpaw to nowhere in particular, and back again. Every time he looks back he swears her expression crumbles a little more. A part of him regrets opening to door to speak to her. Onyxpaw has always worn her heart on her sleeve so it wasn't a shock to see it bleeding so profusely now. She reminded him of his brother, Sneezepaw, and perhaps for that reason - despite his reluctance to engage with something so fragile as someone's tears, he couldn't bring himself up and leave. "Well - don't cry Onyxpaw, jeeze" Singepaw grumbles, although the sudden inability to stop blinking denotes more than just sympathy.
Another part of him...it grateful to see this side of Onyxpaw. Although Singepaw wouldn't ever say crying makes a cat strong - being the type to admire those capable of reigning their emotions in when needed...ironically enough - he can't say Onyxpaw is weak, either. Weirdly enough, his stomach feels a little less tight now, almost like seeing someone else's eyes glimmer with the grief that holds his lungs in a vice grip makes it just a little less difficult to bear.
"Me too" he responds, voice dropping back into that smoke-tinged whisper. He settles his gaze fully on Onyxpaw now, reflecting on her question. Would they be? "Since I stopped breaking all the rules, maybe" he says with a shrug, the ends of his maw rising into a half-amused smirk that, if he doesn't see somewhat reflected in Onyxpaw, he'll aim to lightly elbow her until he's certain he has her attention. "You though? Do you even have to ask?" he snorts, leaning back slightly to raise a brow at her, "You would've gotten a great name from them, maybe even a tough one, like whatever they'd have picked for me - maybe Onyxfang - hah, yeah, that's a good one, I'll put in a suggestion to Smogmaw" he says with a laugh.

*°:⋆ₓₒ Updated 7/29/24

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  GENERAL:
  ☄ Singepaw
  ☄ Cismale — He/him — Questioning sexuality
  ☄ 9 moons — Ages 1 moon every month on the 2nd
  ☄ NPC x Duckshimmer (brother to Swallowpaw, Sneezepaw)
  ☄ Shadowclan — apprentice
  ☄ Apprenticed to Smogstar
  
  
  
  
  COMBAT:
  ☄ Physically medium | mentally somewhat easy
  ☄ Attack inbold #b8312f
  injuries: none
  

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