pafp SO WHEN I GET TO THINKIN' ☾ CODE QUESTIONS

[THRASHPAW]

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There is a lack of understanding within Thrashpaw, it tries to understand. How else can trust be earned within the clan if he doesn't understand how ThunderClan is supposed to work? This is a difficult task, as it seems that even ThunderClan doesn't know how it works. She is left chewing her cheek in frustration, tearing that soft flesh against grown in teeth with a lashing tail. Antlerbreeze has been instilling the warrior code within him, he didn't understand these rules but he understood that good cats follow it.

Those who break the code are supposed to be seen with ire and mistrust but then… Why do so many warriors seem intent on breaking it? The amount of trespassing has increased, both before and after their territory had been taken. It can see an argument for hunting on ShadowClan territory since that should still be there's. What was the excuse for other hunts? Those who come back with prey that stink of SkyClan. There was also what was going on with Stormywing, he didn't hold an opinion on the situation other than understanding it's bad to have kits with other clans.

He hates to put the spotlight on himself, preferring to stick within the shadows of their peers and her mentor. This was an issue that they needed to seek guidance from, Antlerbreeze should know what to say since she's the one teaching them the code. Sparing it's cheek further torture he pushes himself up from he sat to cross over camp, gaze falling on the sprained leg with a sour frown.

"Antlerbreeze… Why do we have the code if everyone's breaking it?" It's a blunt question. If cats who had broken the code were in ear shot maybe it might feel pointed. They weren't intending for it to sound so harsh, their fangs are sharp and her tongue is only sharper in a lack of care. "Aren't we… supposed to… follow it?" He presses on, the confusion and frustration evident on a face too young to know how to mask emotions.

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  THRASHPAW
  any pronouns, 6 moons
  ☆ A black smoke with abnormally bright amber eyes and a habit of crouching while they walk.
  ☆ Bayinghound x Duke | Littermates with Howlpaw & Yippingkit
  ☆ Mentored by Antlerbreeze
  ☆ "speech" | thoughts | attacking
  ☆ All opinions are IC only!

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[antlerbreeze]

The sun this week was.. warmer. Just a bit- or maybe she was delusional. Nearing the end of her recovery process, despite having drawn it out a bit longer due to the travel to Fourtrees, she had chosen to sit out where the sun was shining, just a short distance away from her nest. Her head was craned, pointed up into the sunlight and closed. Antlerbreeze's ear twitched, hearing footsteps approach, then catching the scent of her apprentice next.

Eyes slid open, drifting towards Thrashpaw. No, it wasn't a simple visit, but a challenging moral question. A breath left her as she read her apprentice- the sour frown on his visage, the words spoken without pause or hesitation. Her response is delayed, considering the question, then- "We are supposed to follow it." She says quietly, shifting so she was a little more upright, tail twitching behind her. No, she didn't like this question at all.

"But there comes times where we must challenge others for the survival of our clan." She says, though her apprentice could likely tell how bitter those words tasted to Antlerbreeze. "... Not that.. I really endorse it." Antlerbreeze says quietly, vision drifting over camp, where other near-healed cats likely milled about in camp, passing her from where she was perched from the medicine cat's den's approach. "Shadowclan and Riverclan stole territory from us. That is known, yes?" She mentions.

Antlerbreeze licked a paw, dragging it over her muzzle before continuing. "I wouldn't call it a sense of retaliation- no, it's best describe as... 'nudging' the border.' For survival, not for war." Antlerbreeze uttered, ear twitching backwards. Her vision finally shifted, looking up at Thrashpaw now, trying to gauge her reaction. ".. Yet the longer this goes on, I cannot help but feel it's uncalled for. That patrol leaders are seeking retribution, retaliation." She utters this last part softer, vision turning to stare at her paws.

Howlingstar wouldn't have wanted this.

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• "speech"

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• ANTLERBREEZE she/her, warrior of thunderclan, fifteen moons.
  ⭃ LH cinnamon lynx sepia with low white. smaller body, agile and slippery, fits really well in small gaps in the underbrush. soft spoken but strong and determined.
  ⭃ previously mentored by howlingstar / / mentoring no one
  ⭃ padding after no one / / sibling to fallowbite and doepath
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[TIGERPAW]

Tigerkit tries to talk to Thrashpaw whenever she can... And that's not that much anymore, since they're an apprentice and Tigerkit is still a kit... Now lots of his time was gonna be taken up by cats like Antlerbreeze. Tigerkit knows it's her job... It's her job to always be talking to Thrashpaw and answering his questions and things... but Tigerkit kind of wishes she'd do it less, still... Maybe if Tigerkit was smarter, Thrashpaw would ask her this kind of stuff instead of Antlerbreeze... The warrior is fixed with a strange, empty-ish look from Tigerkit. A set of ears strain atop her head, as if moving them more would help her understand her better.

" Hi Thrashpaw, " she smiles when she says it. She hopes her smile has gotten better. She wants her smile to make people happy the way Raccoonstripe's made her happy. It falls the moment she looks at Antlerbreeze again though. Whatever she's saying comes to her slowly... Tigerkit's angry all of a sudden, owl-eyes narrowing to a scowl that she hopes is tough, but not ugly or anything... " I hate RiverClan, " They took her dad's eye. it isn't fair. " I hate RiverClan. I hate ShadowClan. " Something about survival versus war... She doesn't really get it, she just knows she wants to fight, and she wants to show Raccoonstripe and Nightbird that she can fight.

" I think you can break the code if you're... if you're important enough. " She decides. When Raccoonstripe went into other territories, she knew it was because he's a good ThunderClan warrior... But RiverClan and ShadowClan... they just want to steal. They were terrible and they were angry they couldn't do anything about it. They just want to hurt ThunderClan. " They only won cause they cheated. It's not fair. " ​