private the questions i can’t ask ࿏ crabpaw & cragpaw

[Pinefrost]

-ˋˏ ༻ ❆༺ ˎˊ- By the time Iciclefang had announced that they were done for the day, Pinepaw's feet were throbbing, and she could feel her own heart beat thrumming in her ears. It was exhilarating, and the apprentice decided that she loved the feeling, exhaustive as it was. She'd make herself the kind of cat to love it.

Her paws drag slightly, but the cool dip of the water as the duo makes their way towards camp reignites the lively spark in the patchwork mollys eyes. It'd be a lie to say her throat wasn't still suffering the consequences of her mothers lesson, reflected in a temporary crackle of the young girls voice, but it was a good hurt- she thinks. Hopes.

When Pinepaw parts ways with her mentor, the first pair of pelts she seeks are those of her two brothers, and thankfully they are easy to find. Already settled together with their meal, Pinepaw matches her way over, aiming to shimmy herself in-between them with an all too wide grin. "Guess what ma-Iciclefang and I did today." The tortoiseshell beams with no attempt to hide the hoarseness behind her words. "Battle moves. The real kind. She said I did really good." There's triumph shining through her weariness, even as she yawns. "H'bout you guys?"

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── AND I BEG TO BE TESTED ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ BY GODDESSES RESTING ──┐‎

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  PINEPAW ✩ she/her, apprentice of riverclan, 6 moons.
  ⭃ stocky, coarse-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with large, white dipped forepaws, a white tail tip and muzzle. Honey hued optics take the shape of almonds.
  ⭃ apprenticed to Iciclefang.
  ⭃ daughter of Iciclefang && Stormywing ࿏ sister to Cragpaw && Crabpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[CRABPAW]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 The first day of Crabpaw's training was nothing short of dreadful. He's tired, and too warm, and uncomfortable… and he just wants to lie down and sleep until next evening. But Cicadaflight will probably wake him up before the sun even starts to rise tomorrow, and he'll have another hard day ahead of him. For now, though, the ginger-striped apprentice just focuses on eating his meal as fast as possible—in between bites, he chats with his gray-furred brother, a small smile settled upon his muzzle. He may be tired, but he'd never hold back his happiest greetings from his siblings. A bright grin crosses his muzzle as Pinepaw approaches them, and his fluffy tail flickers with excitement. She presses her way in between him and Cragpaw, and the boy shifts aside so she can fit.

Pinepaw starts telling them about her day, and how she did battle moves, and even did good in their mother's eyes. "Battle moves? That sounds cool!" Battle training with their mama sounds awesome, actually. It must have been a lot better than just getting hit by Cicadaflight and failing. The tortoiseshell asks what he and Cragpaw did, and he sighs. "Cicadaflight just made me walk around a bunch, and then he smacked me." Of course, Crabpaw had deserved it, though. He hadn't been paying attention like he should have. "I'm tired. Do you think it's always gonna be like this?" I don't know if I can do this, hangs on the tip of his tongue. But he can't… he can't tell Pinepaw and Cragpaw that, can he? He can't be a kit forever, and he can't hold them back from becoming warriors like they're supposed to be.

i will sail ˚𓆛˚｡ reach the other side

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• CRABPAW 𓆝 he/him, apprentice of riverclan
  𓆟 ginger and cream tabby with rippling white spotting and mossy green eyes. highly emotional and difficult to keep focused on one subject.
  𓆟 mentored by cicadaflight
  𓆟 son of iciclefang ; brother to cragpaw & pinepaw
  𓆟 peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  𓆟 penned by foxlore

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[CRAGPAW]

Cragpaw stretches out next to his brother, his muscles aching from a full day of training with Ferngill. The water had been soothing, but it hadn't made the day any less grueling. He's lying on his side, paws splayed out across the ground, trying to relax while Crabpaw finishes their shared meal. When Pinepaw flops down beside them, her excitement is almost tangible. Cragpaw offers a small, tired smile in response to her enthusiasm. "Battle moves, huh? Sounds intense. I'm glad you had a good day, though." He sits up and takes a bite of the fish, chewing thoughtfully. "Ferngill had me working on my fishing technique. And we swam a lot. I think I'm officially half fish now." He chuckles, shaking his head. "But it was kind of nice. He says I'm getting better, so I guess that's something." He'll take any praise he can get right now. It's not as cool as battle moves, though - he thinks he does well to hide his envy.

Crabpaw's comment about his training with Cicadaflight catches Cragpaw's ear. He sees the weariness in his brother's eyes and frowns. "It's tough," He says softly, hoping to offer some comfort. "But it'll get better. We're still in the very beginning so it's harder." His made-up explanation makes sense to him, and he hopes it'll at least make his littermate feel better. The gray and white tom gives Crabpaw a supportive nudge. "We're all in this together, right? We'll make it through. Just gotta keep at it."
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