private portray sincerity, act out of loyalty > BRACKENPAW

[TIGERSTING]

There are some clanmates that sour Tigersting's mood, forcing a valley between her brows and tufted ears lowered crossly. They are met with a cold shoulder, not worth her time of day. But were they happen to be in danger, there is no doubt the chocolate tabby will be at their sides at once with the grudges set aside, for the time. For some time Tigersting's surly antics have been directed towards none other than Brackenpaw. The reason being for their obvious displeasure of Sunstar, which Tigersting could simply not accept. Truthfully, Tigersting has mixed feelings when it comes to Brackenpaw; the calico has some traits in common with herself.

"Hare-ears," Tigersting snaps as she prowls up to the calico cat, apparently resting between their duties. The chocolate tabby's tail whips in the sand as she pauses infront of Brackenpaw, ears settling close to her skull. "What'dya think you're doing, hm?"

She shoots a quick glance about before padding closer, falling back onto her haunches swiftly next to Brackenpaw, as close as she can be with sitting on their tail or paws. She flicks a forepaw upwards, licks it and then swipes it over the unruly tuft of fur atop her head. "We've got to have a serious discussion, me and you." Tigersting smirks, setting the paw down. The sour tabby intends to confront the rule breaker, teach them a few lessons about respect (not just towards her father... of course...) which Bluefrost must've neglected to educate Brackenpaw on before her move to the nursery.

MINE IS YOURS AND YOURS IS MINE 𓃮𖤓°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𓃬 THERE IS NO DIVIDE

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  daughter of SUNSTAR and WOLFSONG, moor-runner of WINDCLAN, 13 moons, she/her 𖤓𓃮

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[Brackenpaw]

Muscles burned from pacing the tunnels, it had felt endless to her. Realistically they knew it wasn't, as they took that moment between duties to rest. This decently good mood that they're in seems to crash and burn almost instantaneously. A piercing tone ruins that for her, an ear flicks in irritation at the voice before her brain's afforded the luxury of understanding what was said to her.

Hare-ears? What? They turn their head to glare at her. Of course it was Tigersting, the reckless and boisterous daughter of Sunstar. “I'm resting? Didn't think you were unable to understand something as simple as that” what was she even getting at with this? Tail lashing behind her she pushes herself up on her paws to be sitting on her haunches rather than laying down. They didn't like her, as far as Brackenpaw was concerned she was arrogant and loud. Of course, there was aspects of her that she liked.

Moments like this reminded them of what they didn't like about her in comparison. “What kind of serious discussion do we need to have?” They tilt their head with a scrunch of her maw. The calico didn't like being in the dark over something like this. Their scowl running deeper than normal, she can feel her fur raise at the unease of it all.

She squints at them in turn. Trying to figure out just what she exactly meant by this. “My names not hare-ears by the way, you don't hear me calling you eyesore or headache every time I see you” wasn't she supposed to be better than this? To call them some insult of a nickname, what were they? An apprentice still?

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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 10 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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[TIGERSTING]

Tigersting's quizzical eyes roll as a scowl forms on the calico's face and she couldn't help but mock the pitiful expression, their nose scrunching and brows lowering to match Brackenpaw. "Alright! Alright, Hare-ears... I give you permission to call me eyesore, if it so pleases you!" Tigersting erases their mocking scowl with a mischievous smirk. "But... really... you and I both know I am not an eyesore, you could come up with something better." An exaggerated wink is casted towards Brackenpaw before she straightens, realizing she has to get to the matter at paw.

The tabby leans towards Brackenpaw and quips, "Y'know... I come here with some friendly advice, truthfully!" Tigersting nods rapidly, the tuft of fur falling back into her eyes from the movement. She puffs some air upwards in attempt to clear the fur from her eyes. "You really don't know how lucky you are, you steal some prey... and you get away with it. You leave camp without permission... and you get away with it."

She flicks a creamy paw and gestures around camp as she continues, "So, like... in conclusion, maybe you should act a little more grateful? Hm? Maybe treat my father with some more respect?" Tigersting's head tilts, ears pricking upwards in anticipation of how Brackenpaw will proceed. Really, Tigersting just intends to help out the apprentice out, guide the calico into the true and right direction.

MINE IS YOURS AND YOURS IS MINE 𓃮𖤓°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𓃬 THERE IS NO DIVIDE

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  daughter of SUNSTAR and WOLFSONG, moor-runner of WINDCLAN, 13 moons, she/her 𖤓𓃮

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[Brackenpaw]

She can't truly pinpoint just one thing that bothers them about Tigersting, truly everything about her bothered them. From the way her tone assaults her ears, the way she carries herself, prim and pompous when she's not running off into something with reckless abandon. She hopes that the stare that she gives the moor-runner is one that could freeze another even on a warm day, one that clearly shows just how unimpressed they are with her. The whole point of this exchange of scathing nicknames was so that Tigersting would lay off from calling them Hare-ears to begin with, now she just seems to double down on it. Stars that smirk annoyed them, she was too enraptured thinking about how much she disliked them when some semblance of flirtation is thrown their way.

Brackenpaw hates the fact that their face flushes, she tells herself it's because they're embarrassed for the warrior right now but she knows that's not actually the reason. Her tail lashes and maw parts to flash fangs in a snarl "can't come up with something better then the truth, eye-sore." Despite their rather terse reply it's pretty clear that the exaggerated wink had an effect on the calico by the fact she can't meet her eyes, fur puffed more than usual. This is not something that they are willing to address and that will pass in time. It doesn't help that she seems stars bent on invading what semblance of personal space Brackenpaw held, unable to contain their eyeroll at the mention of 'friendly advice'.

Any snip to bark at her to step away died on her tongue as Tigersting continued. "I missed the part of the conversation where any of this was your concern" serpentine like tail flicks against a rust hindleg, as a non-verbal gesture to make her move. Of course Sunstar's daughter was quick to try and carry out some service that she may have deemed to fall through the cracks, always seeming hungry to climb a social ladder of sorts, to be in her fathers good graces even though she really didn't need to try so hard.

"Fighting your fathers battles now? I doubt he's really losing sleep over my disrespect, once again I miss how this is any of your concern" her gaze follows the moor-runners paw as it gestures around the camp. Wasn't there really anyone else that she could bother right now? Surely there's some other apprentices she could go harass "do you really think about me this much? Just how long have you been seething over this?"

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‎‎ ‎┌── Im just a dog ⸙ with no bite ──┐‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 11 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Scorchstreak | Formally mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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