- Dec 22, 2023
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Palepaw had never met her father. She never knew what kind of cat he was, never knew how good a father he would be. She'd never even heard his voice. He was taken from them before she was even born, killed during a border skirmish with a group of rogues. Her clanmates had never tried to hide that truth from her growing up, and over the ten moons of her short life, she'd developed a bitter resentment for any cat living outside the clans. It wasn't a trait she felt particularly good about, but it was hard not to be angry about having someone so important to her ripped away in such a brutal manner. It was part of what drove her so hard to become a great warrior; she wanted to make sure she was able to defend her clan someday and prevent any other young kit from becoming an orphan like she had.
The lilac-furred apprentice strolled cheerfully down the border the ran along the Thunderpath, refusing to allow the cold weather to dampen her mood. She'd been chattering like a songbird throughout the entire patrol, no doubt annoying the life out of her mentor and the rest of the clanmates that had joined them. She'd already almost caught a mouse earlier today, so she was feeling pretty good about herself. The young she-cat was in the middle of telling the group all about her early-morning hunt when she suddenly paused mid-sentence, one paw raised half-way through her stride as her whole body tensed up.
Her hackles rose hostilely as a scent she always dreaded drifted across her nose. "Nightbird," she hissed softly back at the ebony lead warrior, her gaze still locked on the horizon across the Thunderpath. "Do you smell that?" An involuntary shiver ran down her spine and she risked a quick glance back at the rest of the patrol "Rogues, right? Don't we have to make sure they aren't trespassing?" Palepaw couldn't stomach the idea of those treacherous fox-hearts leisurely wandering through Thunderclan's territory. She'd be happy to show them what happened when you crossed clan cats.
[ mentor tag @nightbird ]
The lilac-furred apprentice strolled cheerfully down the border the ran along the Thunderpath, refusing to allow the cold weather to dampen her mood. She'd been chattering like a songbird throughout the entire patrol, no doubt annoying the life out of her mentor and the rest of the clanmates that had joined them. She'd already almost caught a mouse earlier today, so she was feeling pretty good about herself. The young she-cat was in the middle of telling the group all about her early-morning hunt when she suddenly paused mid-sentence, one paw raised half-way through her stride as her whole body tensed up.
Her hackles rose hostilely as a scent she always dreaded drifted across her nose. "Nightbird," she hissed softly back at the ebony lead warrior, her gaze still locked on the horizon across the Thunderpath. "Do you smell that?" An involuntary shiver ran down her spine and she risked a quick glance back at the rest of the patrol "Rogues, right? Don't we have to make sure they aren't trespassing?" Palepaw couldn't stomach the idea of those treacherous fox-hearts leisurely wandering through Thunderclan's territory. She'd be happy to show them what happened when you crossed clan cats.
[ mentor tag @nightbird ]