pafp OH THE HABITS OF MY HEART - looking for someone

[Fantastream]

"Bye! See you soon!"
She had called these words out as a red tabby figure disappeared over the fence of her two-leg's garden to return to her life in the forest. Fanta was getting used to these visits, looking forward to them, and as every day passed she could feel her heart beating harder and harder in anxiety, worry. Her friend had told her she would return in a couple of days and yet, a whole week had passed. What if something happened to her? She thinks about the hard life the SkyClanner had described to her, thinks about the battles she had heard about, the hunger that had been evident when they had first met, and in Fanta's mind the worst must've happened to keep her dear friend away for so long.

It is with these horrible thoughts in her mind that the kitty pet does something brave.

She jumps on top of her garden fence and peers cautiously out into the forest, eyes darting to every shadow that could potentially hold a fox or a badger or even an enemy cat in their depths. She was terrified but if something had happened to her friend she had to know. She would not be able to go on living with herself if she didn't at least try and so she takes a deep breath and she propels herself down the wall that seperates her life from the forest cats.

It is not her first time out of the garden, but she has never left with the purpose of straying so far. The earth feels strange beneath her feet, as if it knows her intentions. Silly right? She thinks so. Her first thought is to go in the direction she had always seen her go in when she left and so she embarks, letting the pines swallow her whole.

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She walks for a good while, wincing as her untrained clumsy kittypet paws step on nearly every branch and leaf she can find, making a considerable amount of noise as she traipsed through the territory, not really certain where she was going. Occasionally, she lifts her nose to the sky to see if she can catch a scent but comes up empty. "Mouse guts!" she murmurs a curse she had picked up from her forest-bound friend when she turns around to head home and finds that she does not remember which way she had come from.

Suddenly there's a noise, a shadow moving nearby and Fanta stiffens. "Please don't hurt me, I'm just looking for someone I don't mean to intrude!" she calls out in a shaky voice, hoping that whoever or whatever was nearby was at least friendly

// @FIGPAW

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[FIGFEATHER]

Figpaw had only been away from her patrol for seconds in the pursuit of ground squirrel. The last thing she had expected was to run into an intruding feline. Hackles begin to bristle and her claws stretch out of their sheathes. A growl rises in her throat but it never leaves- its… Fanta.

Figpaw’s eyes widen in surprise and her heart lurches with panic. Why was she here?! She cannot be here! Glancing behind her shoulder she was certain her patrol would catch up any heartbeat now, the jeers and remarks she’s gotten for enjoying kitty pet life had been brutal enough… With Fanta now trespassing on their land it’d get even worse!

”…What… What are you doing here?!” Figpaw is surprised by her tone’s lack of warmth, this was her friend. But after her talk with Blazestar she knew what needed to be done… Fanta had become to high of a priority and got in the way of her duties within the clan. She could not jeopardize herself like that again! Fanta was a kittypet, and Figpaw was about to be a SkyClan warrior. Their paths were not meant to be interweaved… but she had been foolish to expect Fanta to accept that with no word from herself. ”You’re trespassing on SkyClan territory, you must go home.” Her claws stay unsheathed in what could be interpreted as a threat. Though her heart cracked at the thought, if Figpaw had to she would chase her friend off if it meant satisfying her clan.​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 03/27

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· FIGPAW, AMAB — she / her
╰ ‣ 11 moons .
╰ ‣ skyclan apprentice . believes in starclan

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like pine nettles & sap, status — 100%
╰ ‣ A red tabby she-cat with orange eyes. Mangled right hind leg.

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENFP-A ❝ CAMPAIGNER❞ , Gryfindor, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Excitable, generous, caring, quick-to-act, distrusting, resentful
╰ ‣ finds relative ease relating to others . kind-hearted, will show mercy
╰ ‣ cats of windclan blood or those she deems morally inferior will be met with her ire

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· NPC X DAISYFLIGHT, sister to Greenpaw, Violetpaw, Snowpaw & Butterflypaw
╰ ‣ Pansexual . mistakes admiration for romantic feelings
╰ ‣ Crushing on Fanta
╰ ‣ Apprentice to Tallulahwing
╰ ‣ good fighter . excellent hunter .
╰ ‣ unlikely to start fights . will flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[Fantastream]

And then suddenly she is there, her red tabby pelt blazing brilliantly in the sun. Fanta feels herself relax, feels that’s easy smile slip onto her features and she opens her mouth to tell Figpaw how worried sick she had been and ask ‘where were you?’ But then she is speaking, speaking in a tone that Fanta has never heard before. It makes her sink backwards and she realizes Figpaw had been about to attack her. Might still attack her.

Her brows narrow in confusion, as if not understanding the question. "I came ta’ find you" she says, her voice quiet. She searches the other she cats face desperately, trying to find some trace of the apprentice she had come to known. "Trespassing?" she echoes, not understanding. Her yellow eyes flicker down to the claws that now come unsheathed and she feels her heart being ripped in half.

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[FIGFEATHER]

Came to find her? Of course. "...You shouldn't have." Figpaw tells her, glancing to her paws as she finds herself unable to look Fanta in her eyes. She doesn't want to see the chocolate tabby hurt. "We can't see each other anymore."

Figpaw hears the patrol growing closer and closer, Fanta's confusion on trespassing irritates Figpaw. She was about to be embarrassed in front of the patrol, cats were going to tease her further! She had to make Blazestar proud, her clan proud, they could not think she wanted her paws to be in both worlds.

"Trespassing. It's our territory and you just... can't be here! You wouldn't understand, you're a kittypet." The words tumble out even harsher than the red tabby intended. Still she doesn't take them back, she can't apologize. Fanta must realize as she had they both live in separate words, they were not meant to be friends. "Now home! Or I'll... I'll..." The word has to be sliced off her tongue, "chase you off!"​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 03/27

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· FIGPAW, AMAB — she / her
╰ ‣ 11 moons .
╰ ‣ skyclan apprentice . believes in starclan

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like pine nettles & sap, status — 100%
╰ ‣ A red tabby she-cat with orange eyes. Mangled right hind leg.

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENFP-A ❝ CAMPAIGNER❞ , Gryfindor, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Excitable, generous, caring, quick-to-act, distrusting, resentful
╰ ‣ finds relative ease relating to others . kind-hearted, will show mercy
╰ ‣ cats of windclan blood or those she deems morally inferior will be met with her ire

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· NPC X DAISYFLIGHT, sister to Greenpaw, Violetpaw, Snowpaw & Butterflypaw
╰ ‣ Pansexual . mistakes admiration for romantic feelings
╰ ‣ Crushing on Fanta
╰ ‣ Apprentice to Tallulahwing
╰ ‣ good fighter . excellent hunter .
╰ ‣ unlikely to start fights . will flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[Honeysplash]

.°☀ But every time I see you cry

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The patrol had been out for a while and the tawny and white cat seemed to have grown rather bored with the walk. She dragged her paws and sighed to herself for a moment before she perked up her ears at the sound of voices in the distance. She recongized Figpaws' voice for a moment and furrowed her brow slightly with a tilt of her head- who was she talking too? Bananapaw looked back towards the rest of the patrol before bounded forward slightly with newfound energy in her paws.

"Figpaw? Who're you-?" She rounded a fern bush to see the flame pelted apprentice talking to another cat, one with chocolate fur and a bandana around their neck. Deep green eyes blinked a bit in surprise and she looked to Figpaw for a moment before furrowing her brow, "Chase her off? She doesn't seem to be doing anything bad here," Bananapaw was confused- Skyclan was an open clan. They allowed all walks of life here and this cat didn't seem to show aggression either- so why was Figpaw threatening the cat?

Bananapaw turned to the chocolate tabby with the bandana, "I like your neck thing! I'm Bananapaw," She introduced herself softly with a slight smile before looking back for the rest of the patrol. Surely there'd be someone to back up what she had to say right?

"SPEECH"

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With these wings of mine I'll stay awhile .°☀

⟪ OOC ⟫ ⟪ INFO ⟫ ⟪ REF ⟫

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• BANANAPAW named by her mother Alice
  — she/her, 12 moons, single
  — skyclan daylight apprentice, mentored by Sharpeye.
  — self-doubtful, overlaying smile, very closed in
  
  primary character, high activity. penned by wolf_.​
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[GREENEYES]

He can't help the worry that grows within him at the sound of his sister's voice in the distance. Hissing. Harsh.

Something's wrong.

And he knows he shouldn't stray from his patrol. He knows this, but it's Figpaw. His littermate could be in danger, could be hurt. She could need help. And, Greenpaw - Greenpaw doesn't know if he could live with himself if something were to happen to Figpaw when he's close enough to help.

So, without a second thought, he bounds forward past the bushes - heart pounding, concern ever-rising. And, when he appears, he sees that Bananapaw's made it there first. Good, good. Figpaw wasn't alone. She was safe. She --

He sees a new face beside her, brown and white, wearing something that looks similar to what Butterflytuft wears and oh, suddenly he's back a half moon - Figpaw coming to Sparrowpaw's aid, now bristling at this kittypet.

"Figpaw! Are... Are you okay...?" he slowly asks, moving to stand close to his littermate. She'll chase her off, she threatens, and Greenpaw can only look at the flame-furred apprentice in confusion.

"Chase her off...?" he - like Bananapaw - finds himself echoing. He looks to the stranger, who... looks as lost as he does, if he's being honest. A kittypet like this one wouldn't be chased off, he doesn't think. But, Figpaw seems adamant that this one can't be here. As Bananapaw moves to introduce herself, Greenpaw only looks to Figpaw, then the new face, then back to Figpaw. "Is something wrong? Should I go get someone...?"
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[Dandelionwish]

"What in tarnation's all this-" Dandelionwish paused as he pushed through the trees, the faint echoes of familiar voices rising up to catch his attention and one very distinctly unfamiliar one. SkyClan suited him fine, a new life he was quite taken to and far be it from himself to go speaking vocally out against any cat who had been here longer but this felt a touch silly and he wasn't fond of butting his head into business that wasn't his but once again he came across several apprentices up to some kind of trouble. He almost wanted to sigh, because at this point he was making himself public enemy number one with the younger cats, though he supposed that was to be expected; outsider that he was and a little too law abiding in general. Blame WindClan or maybe blame himself for wanting to acclimate proper. Either way, he had to say something...

The chocolate-limbed tom furrowed his brow, frowning as he tries to figure out what's going on, "Well, first o'all-if'n ye ain't joining then GIT." A dark paw raised toward Fanta, flicking forward in a shooing motion without much deliberation on the discussion. Mismatched eyes narrowed a challenge to the kittypet and while he didn't want to backup Figpaw's threat to chase her off he would do so in a heartbeat and he hoped she took his words for the warning they were. He didn't care why she was here, but Figpaw seemed right bristling about it and had already told her to leave so apparently he missed the part where the strange cat was there just to trespass and not join or something. "Second, ain't ya'll a little presumptuous on lettin' strangers stroll on in?" Didn't SkyClan lose an apprentice to that loner, you would think they'd be a little more wary of strangers as nice as they seemingly were. Cats could lie, stars above he knew they could. "Ya'll 'bout twelve moons now, get some sense." Least the ginger one had some sense of self-preservation. It was a wonder these other two couldn't walk a few steps without being eaten.
Every clan, from WindClan's preference for attacking on sight to ThunderClan's refusal to not allow loners, knew how to guard their territory.
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[DUSTBREATH]

patrol was one of the many things he’d been burdened with upon joining the clans. the price to pay for protection and a belly fed well, for the most part. since the skirmish with windclan lingering in the past, scouring the borders had become a chore — not a soul stirred at their territory’s edge that did not simper to join them, little excitement to be found in the boundaries of their land. today, however, curved ears are perked by the distinct sound of predation, territorial snarls falling from the lips of a fumbling youth. dandelion eyes blink, honey - thick and slow before dandelionwish goes stomping through the undergrowth on loud, angry paws. dustbreath follows, leaning his head forward in curiosity, headlight glare locking on the reeking kittypet before anything else. soft - lived and round, she gazes wide - eyes at the apprentice.. figpaw, who is still arched despite bananapaw’s evident disregard for any sort of thought. the aging warrior watches as she bounds forth, greets the kittypet like an old friend and — eyes slit, lips ripping upward, " get away from her, squirrelbrain! " it’s a low hiss as he approaches, rounding the other side of dandelionwish to block the splotched tabby’s further intrusion. if close enough he aims a simple cuff over her ear, beehive eyes fixating on the bristling figpaw, " figpaw, are you alright? you — " eyes snap back to the trespassing youth, fix on unsheathed claws.. ears snap back, head lowering to let the bristle of his neck jut, appearing larger, imposing.

" this is skyclan territory, kittypet. " she smells of kibble, too - sweet and tinged with something he can’t quite place. his life on the streets flits before his eyes, the ghost of jealousy still red hot in his chest, " give me one reason not to drag you back to your twolegs myself. "

【 CONVO ᖭི༏ᖫྀ VISUAL 】

• i.
  
• DUSTBREATH⠀⠀−−−c−−−⠀⠀the fool.
  
  
  m. he / him. dark chocolate ticked tabby w/ dandelion eyes and curled ears born of the name dust due to the storm thin, wispy chocolate fur meeting mocha at the ends of ticked tabby fur — imitating the notion of dust upon his felt. tall and slim, with angular, near skeletal features settling hollow into his skull. ever poised and neat, near silent save for the occasional quip or droning, sarcastic comment. despite his dry humor and stony expression, he seems to instill a calm, authoritarian, elegant aura in poise with cool, calm vocals.
  
  ༻ gay, single. smells like fresh juniper and bark.
  ༻ skyclan warrior, 31 moons, ages with his litter.
  
  penned by antlers​
  
  
• none yet,,,
  
  
  
  
  
• "speech"
  

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[Fantastream]

'We can't see each other anymore' her now former friends words are like a claw twisting in her heart. Her vision begins to blur with tears and she can barely hear Figpaw threatening to chase her off. Her eyes flicker from one cat to another as they either offer kindness or affirm what Figpaw had been saying. More of them threaten her but her eyes are now locked on that familiar yellow tabby pelt. What she wouldn't give to figure out where she had gone wrong. Somehow, in her mind, this was her fault. Perhaps she had said something or done something that had caused this. Perhaps...

She lets out a shaky sigh "No need to chase me off I'm going" she says quietly, mostly speaking to everyone else who had gathered to tell her she needed to leave if she was not joining. "If you ever change your mind Figpaw... ya know where ta find me" she wouldn't beg for her to stay, not when she had made herself so clear.

It is with a heavy heart that she turns, tail dragging in the dirt and ears pinned to the back of her head. Was this even the direction she had come in? She is unsure. She hadn't been paying attention when she entered the forest, so set on her mission to find Figpaw that she hadn't cared about getting lost, had even wanted it maybe. She had thought the apprentice would be there to lead her home.

Later, when she was away from the group of SkyClanners, she would nearly run face first into a no-fur's leg. She would meow up at them and rub against them and they would pick her up and place her in the back of a monster, she hopes to take her home but that would not be her destination, not yet.

// out / captured!

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