private THE SICKENING REPAIR ☾ Antlerbreeze

[THRASHPAW]

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The cold weather continued beyond the walls of camp, this was a surprising fact for Thrashpaw. He had been convinced that ThunderClan is cursed, maybe it still is and that curse has carried out to the harsh forest that it used to call home. Antlerbreeze walks beside him, she's talking.. He thinks? Unless she isn't and it's just a howling wind beside them. Wisping tufts of fur away from his face, the longer tufts brushing against it's eyes and it can't help but splutter rather pathetically at the feeling. They're walking, where to? Thrashpaw doesn't know, he hadn't thought about it. Antlerbreeze is nice, he doesn't trust her as much as Doepath but he isn't as hostile as he is with Fallowbite.

That doesn't mean that it hasn't considered the fact that she may be leading him to his death. Frantic amber eyes search around the cluster of oak trees and ferns around them for some kind of escape. The approach of leaf bare has made an already torrid landscape into something unrecognizable. This isn't the forest he knows, this is the forest of her worst nightmares. It is cold, unfamiliar, gnarled and snarling, even if he thinks that she might be preparing to kill him he finds himself pressing closer beside her. In these surroundings her mentor is the one familiar thing right now, at least she isn't some snarling thing in this cold weather.

"Where... are we... going?" He asks in a timid whisper, this feels familiar too. For a moment he feels like a young kit again trailing after Fallowpaw back to the jaws of ThunderClan, maybe they're going to another clan? Or maybe it's something else entirely. "Is... It always this cold?" He feels awkward, it's never easy to speak with others but when it's just the two of them it feels the need to speak.

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  @antlerbreeze
  

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  THRASHPAW
  any pronouns, 5 moons
  ☆ A black smoke with abnormally bright amber eyes and a habit of crouching while they walk.
  ☆ Bayinghound x Duke | Littermates with Howlpaw & Yippingkit
  ☆ "speech" | thoughts | attacking
  ☆ All opinions are IC only!

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[antlerbreeze]

Her own apprentice. Her paws buzzed with nervousness and excitement wrapped into a cruel bundle- and at that, her apprentice was a half-sibling. Golden eyes drifted towards them from time to time, ensuring they were still in step with her. What an awful thing it would be to lose her first apprentice on her first day.

Antlerbreeze had waited until Thrashpaw had settled her nest in the apprentices den before taking her out- already, sunhigh was all but past and it was... colder then she expected. Her breath curled white as she moved, heading first towards Shadowclan's territory. It occurred to her then that they'd likely need to cut their trip in half- visit the last border or two another day. "We're almost there." She speaks.

Where... are we... going? Eyes drift towards that of her half-sibling, and offering a tentative smile, she looks forward. "We're heading to the border between our territory and Shadowclan's. There's a path that cuts the border pretty clearly- the Thunderpath." Antlerbreeze feels a hint of fear, then. Where Doepath was known to have been pushed onto the path, where she almost lost her life- a breath was taken, easing that fear as she continued.

"Um.. no. What I remember from last leaf-bare, it was... later then this." She says softly. Eyes glance towards Thrashpaw, then forward, deciding to muscle the conversation a bit. "But it does get really cold. Almost extremely. Just... later in the seasons then now." Antlerbreeze says, her tail twitching.

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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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