TEATIME WHISPERS // howlpaw


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FIGFEATHER

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Crickets chirp as twilight falls over the clans. Figfeather is sharing tongues with Howlpaw, they haven't been den-mates for a couple of moons but it didn't stop them from catching up when their duties permitted. Together they shared a vole, though the marmalade tabby's stomach felt like stone since Daisyflight and Snowpath's passing, she knew her strength needed to be maintained.

After licking remains from her lips she turns to Howlpaw, "Have you had your warrior assessment yet?" A smile reveals itself on her face.

// @Howlpaw !
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Of all the friends she had, Figfeather was probably the one who was most like her. They were both bright and extroverted cats, who, depending on who you asked were either a delight or a nightmare to be around. Time isolated in the shelter had dampened Howlpaw's spirits somewhat, though she did a good job at masking it.

The two she-cats found themselves enjoying a vole that morning. Howlpaw noted that she seemed to have eaten more than her companion, not that she could really fault Figfeather's lack of appetite given everything that had happened to her and her family. At her question, Howlpaw flicks an ear and forces down the mouthful of vole she was chewing. "Not yet," Howlpaw answers, pouting slightly as she did so. She knew it would surely be coming up soon though, given that she was almost twelve moons old. She supposed there was always the chance Slate would hold off longer to account for the time spent in the shelter. "I'm not sure if you're supposed to speak about it but what was your warrior assessment like? Did Tallulahwing make you do anything really complicated?"