pafp SEEKER OF BOUNTY - moss delivery

[SHOALPAW.]

Today, she'd gathered moss for the elders. Her and another apprentice, Magpiepaw. It was not a hard task, something she was capable of, so Shoalpaw was not too dissatisfied with her work. Maybe she could have gathered it a more neatly? She always found something to nitpick about everything she did. 'You're getting good at this move!', her mentor says, but she doesn't see it. Doesn't feel it. She was just a little too slow. 'You're a natural at swimming, aren't you?' No. Her movements weren't efficient enough, weren't elegant enough, and she looked like a fool.

She looked towards the other apprentice, mismatched eyes looking at their bounty. "If we need more, the elders will certainly tell us," she murmured softly around the moss she carried. It didn't come out right, she nearly dropped it, and she wasn't even sure if they heard her.

For a moment, she looked at their eyes, similar to her own. It fit them more, just as she'd thought.

'Hopefully, they won't have any ticks,' she though to herself as they arrived at the den, ready to give the elders some new bedding.

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[Magpiepaᴡ]

〔✦〕The elders den had to be worse than the nursery. Nothing like older cats bickering about old times or the newest issue they had. It was annoying and overall not a fun time for them at all, but suppose they wouldn’t have to do it alone at least. If they had to pick any ticks or fleas or whatever off an elder, they were going to combust this camp into ashes. Not really but they’ll think about it for certain.

Magpiepaw was joined in this delightful task by Shoalpaw. A long haired blue tortie with heterochromia that they didnt know very well. Then again did they know anyone really well? It felt like they knew nothing of their clan mates and it saddened them to the point anger boiled up their throat. They swallowed thickly and tried to keep it down but their tail lashed in response to their own sour thoughts. Regardless, they were just thankful to have someone to suffer with them instead of doing it all alone. Even if they wanted to do it alone, give them time to think and be alone with their thoughts.

They glanced to the tortie as she spoke about more moss and the elders telling them, to which they flicked their ear in acknowledgement. She wasnt wrong about that one, they’d be told if they breathed wrong let alone be ‘told’ about not enough moss. Who knows who will yell at them for one thing or another.

Shoalpaw had been carrying moss in her jaw and Magpiepaw had some as well with a few reeds just in case they needed more padding. Older cats had joint problems and they didnt want to cause a stir on them and more work for Moonbeam. The den came into view and they sighed, setting down the moss and lapping at their lips at the plant after taste with moss, “Do you think we’ll be ‘told’ or more so- demanded of?” they questioned back to the molly with a raised brow.

i am a lost boy ( neverland is home to lost boys ) //

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• Magpiepaw —— Apprentice of Riverclan , mentored by Hawkcloud . NPC x NPC . littermate to Gladefrost and Frecklepaw ✦ penned by wolfie
  ✦ AFAB Agender Masculine / they/it/ze / 10 months & ages every 23ʳᵈ
  ✦ single / Demisexual Homoromantic(femme leaning) & polyamorous / open to romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
  —— combat details here / battle notes
  
  ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
  ✦ biography — msg on discord for plots — toyhouse
  
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  a longhaired black and white cat with blue eyes. write a short description detailing appearance including necessary information.

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[ALGAEPAW]

"Mmm... Moss-ball." Came the rather somnolent voice of Algaekit, as though drowsiness peered through the curtains of newest eyes, imposing rough body on otherwise sprightly kittish energy. She had just woken up from a sporadic nap, as all kits often did, and the bleariness of her vision had not truly pulled themselves from the corners. Still, he was quite eager to continue exploring the world, of which he had just found out had continued rolling and ticking onwards even as she slumbered. There was surely so much to miss! "Can I... have?" Molten suns for eyes stared upwards at the two apprentices, the grounds of her facial features seeming to crease at how wide she had pulled them open, for he had quickly learned that one would often give him what he wanted if he just stared at them long enough. Are they gonna play moss-ball? I want to join. An owlish tilt of the head, slight and curious, marked the dilute tortoiseshell. Waddling after them, Algaekit tailed Shoalpaw in particular, like she were some pallid ghost of hollow sunshine, a specter of the daytide. Whatever this was, he wanted to be included.

𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 ·₊˚☄ 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙷𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶

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  —— ALGAEKIT / He/She / 2 Moons
  —— Kitten of Riverclan / Sibling to Redkit and Rivuletkit / Mentored by N/A
  —— A wiry, wild-furred blue tortoiseshell with high white andfreckle-like spotting. Brilliant yellow eyes, like twin molten suns.
  —— Chaotic, obsessive and strange, Algaekit is a weirdly refreshing character to encounter amongst the sea of her dutiful kin. Beset by nature and her patterns, he is quick to connect the dots even when no such connection truly exists. Somewhat easy to befriend, provided that one can handle his bluntness and honesty at times.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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