pafp SAVED TOO MANY TIMES — little cat convention

[DOEBLAZE]

✿—— the small tabby is lounging in camp, perhaps savoring the beginning of the end of greenleaf days or just enjoying the weather. lately she's had a little more of this free time, able finally to leave her kits in the more lenient paws of others at times and try to reach out to her clanmates. the earlier spat with slate (she would be lying to say she is sorry) is fresh on her mind and bobbie's half-tail twitches. she'd never felt so small in a bad way—loomed over by the massive cat's intimidating frame, suspended for a moment in a primal fear that she had quickly shaken. still, it makes her think .... of all the cats so much bigger than her she's met here and elsewhere; her ex-mate, for one, alongside at least two of their lead warriors and their leader himself.

bobbie glances over to a nearby cat—sparrowpaw, she recalls—she's seen around camp, perhaps idly encountered. they've been kind to her kits, to kits in general, something that has her instant respect—and with the previous incident in mind, she feels distinctly unthreatened by this cat. they're around her size, small and lithe as she is, a kindred spirit nearly. bobbie has been a little worried about training to be a warrior with her small stature and she mews to them, tone faintly amused but friendly, "do you ever feel really ... small around some of our cl-clanmates, or is that just me?"

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• ❀ bobbie — for her kithood love of bobby pins she/her ; cisgender female — skyclan — queen — 38 ☾s —— bobbie is a beautiful but insecure lilac tabby, dotted with white patches and with pale green eyes. a queen of skyclan, she's sweet and kind if prone to melancholy; the heartbreaking end of a lifelong romance has left her scarred.. —— smells like sweet lavender & tea leaves ; sounds like sansa stark ; speech in #D64933, thoughts in #B1C797 —— peaceful / healing powerplay permitted ; attacks/contact in underline ; won’t start fights ; will flee ; will show mercy ; won't kill or maim —— pansexual panromantic monogamist, divorced, not looking ; open to friendships, enemies, casual interactions, plotting ; not open to unplanned romance & unplanned battles penned by dejavu— desklamp9 on discord for plots

• shhh don't look here (battle info will go here at some point)

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[sparrowsong!]

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Sparrowpaw had stopped growing long ago. It wasn't much something that bothered them. Most of their family had been around the same size, maybe a little bigger, but SkyClan... SkyClan was different. Most of its residents dwarfed the small tabby, but it wasn't something they often paid much mind to.

While many cats like Slate and Blazestar carried an impressive if not intimidating size, they didn't find it all that scary. After all, they were all SkyClanners, and despite any differences they might have, they would always be friends. Clanmates, cats they could trust. Cats they would put their faith in when things really were scary.

The chocolate tabby is almost dozing at the moment such thoughts run through Bobbie's head, paws tucked beneath them and eyes closed. When a voice angled their way reaches their ears, however, gray eyes open and flicker over. Small?

Sparrowpaw looked over to the rest of the camp, then, from cat to cat. While they weren't sure that they quite understood the meaning of the queen's words, they looked back to her. "A lot of them are really tall," they admitted with a nod. "Most of SkyClan is. Who do you think is the tallest?" they then wondered aloud.​

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[DOEBLAZE]

✿—— the small queen's pleased to see the apprentice respond to her friendly words; with her kits growing more independent by the day, she's been trying to be a little more social. she's no stranger to feeling small even before skyclan—everything had been bigger than her growing up in a twoleg house, including the cat she'd spent her time with. now she had intimidatingly large cats like slate and silversmoke looming over her—though on the other paw, she didn't feel nearly as threatened by sheer size around blazestar. perhaps it was more a matter of personality.

sparrowpaw agrees with her, nodding, posing a question. bobbie hums lightly, considering, and then shrugs with a quiet laugh, "stars o-only know. my guess would be blazestar, or maybe that's just the high br-branch making him look so tall."

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• ooc: pardon my double posting
  

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• ❀ bobbie — for her kithood love of bobby pins she/her ; cisgender female — skyclan — queen — 38 ☾s —— bobbie is a beautiful but insecure lilac tabby, dotted with white patches and with pale green eyes. a queen of skyclan, she's sweet and kind if prone to melancholy; the heartbreaking end of a lifelong romance has left her scarred.. —— smells like sweet lavender & tea leaves ; sounds like sansa stark ; speech in #D64933, thoughts in #B1C797 —— peaceful / healing powerplay permitted ; attacks/contact in underline ; won’t start fights ; will flee ; will show mercy ; won't kill or maim —— pansexual panromantic monogamist, divorced, not looking ; open to friendships, enemies, casual interactions, plotting ; not open to unplanned romance & unplanned battles penned by dejavu— desklamp9 on discord for plots

• shhh don't look here (battle info will go here at some point)

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[YUKIO]

don't rush something you want to last forever .​

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶​

The cream-ticked tabby hummed, kneading the ground, listening to the two converse, ears twitching upon his helm at the thought. With a tilt of his helm, Yukio mulled over their conversation. He’d always been unnaturally small compared to most, swallowed up by taller frames.

It was scary sometimes, Kyungmin often used his height to his advantage, cornering the queen until Yukio caved, cowering before him with lidded-hues. Shaking his helm, Yukio hummed, bobbing his head in agreement, giggling, dual-toned optics for once, remained bright, crinkling along the edges as he spoke. “D, Duskpool is tall, too I think.” He mused, thinking back to his adoptive father with a curious flicker. “I, I don’t think I was lucky in t, the height d, department.” He laughed sheepishly.

Of course, Yukio didn’t always think they were scary. “P, Perfect for cuddling!” He then added, bobbing his head with a soft laugh, helm tilted to peer at the two. ​

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