pafp said the spider to the fly

[SMOKESTAR]

He wasn’t nosy in the slightest. Smokethroat liked his privacy and he minded his own business unless something became bothersome enough to make his business. Cats talking to one another in their own little circles were ignored unless they acted suspicious in any way and then he tuned in long enough to see if it was worth being wary of. He was never chatty, but he was talking more because it was impossible not to function in a group such as RiverClan without speaking up and he certainly needed to adjust to it now given the responsibilities he’d taken on.
It would have been so easy to say no to Cicadastar, it would’ve been simple to withdraw back into his old haunting habits. But he’d said yes, a small part of him wanted that sense of community, and was flattered at the observation of his skills. The dark tom was not the bragging sort, he felt if you truly wished to show what you were made of you did so in actions and not words, but positive attention wasn’t SO bad. He didn’t like the spotlight and he didn’t like being looked at by so many cats, but the warmth of acknowledgement had fueled his fire and he was even more determined to keep trying; in his own awkward way.

Off to the side the dark tom watched Frostpaw and Spiderfall talking to one another. There had always been something that caught his eye with the two of them though he could never quite place it, something oddly familiar about Frostpaw especially though it could have been nothing. Smokethroat’s own uncertainty and misgivings made him pay a little more attention to what the two were discussing than he really should have and he realized he might be eavesdropping a moment too late to not catch bits of the chatter. But he did hear something…

On heavy paws he pushed himself up to approach, head high and tail flicking in a silent greeting, “Sorry-didn’t mean to overhear, but what was it you just said Frostpaw? A name?”

@SPIDERFALL. | @FROSTDROP.
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[Frostdrop.]

GOT A HEAD FULL OF SPIDERS​

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Spiderfall had pulled the young apprentice to the side, perhaps to talk about his next plans and ideas, something that Frostpaw was getting tired of being involved in. Their voices were in hushed whispers just so no other could hear what they were saying but she guess she wasn't as quiet as she had thought. The mention of their mother, Rain had came up and then Smokethroat's voice was heard which startled the young apprentice, and it even shut Spiderfall up, his amber gaze falling upon the almost identical black tom with a look of annoyance that their conversation had been interrupted by the lead warrior.

"Uhh... we were just talking about our mother, Rain. I never met her but Spiderfall has, why do you ask?" Frostpaw said, smiling up warmly at the lead warrior, showing less hostility than the young warrior who seemed not to be a big that he had joined in, and not only that probably had been overhearing their conversation which would not bode well for him, but it would seem that the thing he had heard was just the name of their long late mother who had made Spider promise to take care of Frost before she left the world.

Frostpaw however, seemed almost relieved that the tom was here, kind of grateful that Smokethroat had stepped in, and she felt more at ease. Hearing what Spiderfall had been saying made her feel sick. He wasn't the same cat she had known who had raised her, who had took care of her. Spiderfall was mroe bitter and filled with hatred and she did not understand, where was the brother she knew? What happened to him?​

"speak""Thoughts"​

 

[SMOKESTAR]

What he thought was a simple chat felt a little more ominous than expected given Spiderfall's instant hostility to his approach. He returned the irritated stare with a cold narrow of his eyes in return as if challenging the other to act out in anyway. If he'd wanted a private chat he could have done it out of camp, that was his own problem. Frostpaw, at least, greeted him in a far chipper manner as if pleased with the interuption and he could not help but wonder why. If Spiderfall was being rude to her he'd have words far than just stern for the younger warrior, but rather than asking he shook his head. Frostpaw would bring it up if she was being made uncomfortable, she was a sensible young cat from all he had seen so far.
"...was curious. I always thought you looked somewhat familiar and just..." He paused, it was a weird thing to ask and its not like Rain was an uncommon name; it had even been the name of the previous colony leader that Cicadastar himself had killed during the battle but it also meant something else for the dark tom. "Was she a silver tabby with blue eyes? Used to live in the two-leg place?"

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