private RED WATERS, SHORELINE ↠ morningcloud

[REDFLOWER]

Flamewhisker gets on her last nerve! She'd forgotten just how bossy the ginger-pelted deputy can be, though Redflower supposes she's no worse than Howlingstar's arrogant son. At least Flamewhisker earned her position on the council. The deputy had ordered Redflower to hunt with Morningcloud today, and the irritation on her tortoiseshell face is more than obvious as she slips through the gorse tunnel. "Make sure you can keep up," she mutters. "Why would she send you when Howlingstar gave you an apprentice to train?" Her voice is low, but audible.

Yes, this is a thorn in Redflower's nest. She is Clanborn, raised to be a fierce and dedicated warrior, but Morningcloud? She flicks a scornful yellow gaze behind her to where the other she-cat trails. Kittypet! How could Howlingstar let someone like that train our young? She stares for a moment, then smiles, revealing both rows of her teeth. "How is that going, by the way? Is Bugpaw learning anything from you?" The barb is coated in powdered sugar, in honey, pointed... but she cannot help but be curious. How does a kittypet train an apprentice, after all?

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: @Morningcloud
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• Redkit . Redpaw . Redflower, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 14 moons old, ages realistically on the 15th.
  — mentored by NPC ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — thunderclan warrior. npc x npc, gen 1.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh tortoiseshell with low white and pale yellow eyes. bright, spiteful, impressionable.
  
  

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[Morningcloud]

.·:*¨༺ ❀ ༻¨*:·. It was no secret that Morningcloud held less tolerance for some of her clanmates than others. Redflower had been a warrior for several moons by now, she was almost ready to take an apprentice herself. Yet, the short-sightedness the dappled molly held resembled the behavior of little more than a snooty apprentice. It was no matter, Morningcloud was content to put up with the soured warriors verbal jabs that were inevitably on their way as they exited camp, for as long as it took to bring something of worth back at least. Make sure you can keep up, she huffs, and Morningcloud opts not to use the girls lack of experience against her, they were both still young warriors. The more the peach-furred warrior let her speak, the bigger fool Redflower made herself. “Well, it’s understandable you wouldn’t know without an apprentice of your own yet. It’s important that I do other things besides drag Bugpaw along wherever I go, it gives her time to help with chores, rest. The like.” The hum her tone carries is steady as tufted ears would flatten going under a low-lying branch. The next question does take Morningcloud off guard a bit, it wasn’t often she encountered someone so blatant in their disdain for her, in fact… she was rather likable. Unlike her companion. Sparing her no glance, Morningcloud veers off a well-trodden trail, leading them both into deeper undergrowth, lush with the warm season foliage. ”It’s going great. Why wouldn’t she be learning from me?” Morningclouds tone feigns no innocence in her question, the prompt is a lightly-veiled test. C’mon, say it.

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  MORNINGCLOUD ❀ she/her, warrior of thunderclan, 25 moons.
  ⭃ large, fluffy peach-toned Maine coon mix with citrus-yellow eyes.
  ⭃ mentoring N/A
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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