the snow throne [king of the hill/open]

[Sweetpaw .]

SWEETPAW - THUNDERCLAN - MALE - 7 MONTHS - SINGLE - HOMOSEXUAL (UNDISCOVERED)​

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The entire thing had happened by accident, but Sweetpaw was considering it a happy one. The snow was surprisingly mild for once, and he'd been out in camp trying to help clear snow so that the paths they'd managed to carve out didn't become completely covered again. And it was just the right kind of snow that he discovered he could push a smaller chunk around and make it into a bigger chunk. And so he kept pushing the chunk of snow around, rolling it along and watching with delight as it grew bigger and taller and rounder, neatly picking up the snow in its path wherever it tread.

At some point, it got so big that a few of the npc apprentices had come over to help him push it around, laughing and cheering as it grew taller and bigger. Until finally, they could push it no more.

Now Sweetpaw stood with a massive snowball before him, a giant snowy boulder of white that towered above all the cats at the very edge of camp. Without hesitating he leapt at the thing, scrambling up until he as crouched atop it and staring down at the cats below.

"Let's play king of the hill! Whoever manages to push me off is the new King, and then whoever can push them off is the King next!" he explained, green eyes atchful for any challengers.
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A SHORT WHITE TOMCAT COVERED IN OFF-BLACK PATCHES AND SPECKLES, KNOWN FOR HIS PRETTY GREEN EYES

 

[sandthorn]

she had watched sweetpaw rolling the snow around camp. his visible excitement to it's growth brought a small grin to her face. it was a good idea, likely a better one than her tunnel. the smile disappeared at the thought. she was just trying to help and ended up getting yelled at. sandpaw shook her head from the thought, she wouldn't let it ruin her day. sweetpaw was calling out for a game, another good idea. who was she to decline some friendly competition?

sandpaw trotted over, short tail waving high above her back. "you don't stand a chance!" she taunted jokingly, but then four white paws were racing towards his throne. with determination flaming in yellow eyes, she jumped up to land on the mound, turning her head to allow a shoulder to aim for contact with the other apprentice. hopefully the momentum would allow her to reign as queen of the hill.​

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[LIGHTSTRIKE .]

❝ WE HAVE YET TO CRASH ✧°.☀ ————————————
Watching the other apprentices run about and have fun in the snow while he was stuck in Berryheart's den was annoying, honestly. Sometimes it was enough to prompt him to stand up and limp his way out, other times it wasn't. Today seemed to be leaning toward the former, Lightpaw catching glimpses of them working together on what looked to be an ever-growing lump of snow.

While he continued to favor his bad shoulder, the young tom steadily made his way over to his shouting denmates, catching onto the game at hand with pricked ears. It sounded like fun. Sweetpaw was challenging anyone nearby to take him down from his perch, and Sandpaw was the first to rise to it. "I think the winner should get the first bite of prey tonight," he suggested with a half-baked grin.

If he weren't worried about making a fool of himself or someone yelling at him, he would have already flung himself at the mound of snow to claim victory. In the meantime, he took a seat to watch, tail tapping with intrigue and vague frustration.

[penned by its_oliverr - ☀]

———————————— ☀.°✧ BUT WE STILL MAY AS WELL ENJOY IT ❞ ​

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[RAGWORTPAW]

King of the hill? Sure, Ragwortpaw was going to make herself queen of the snowball in just a few moments here. Lightpaw’s suggestion of winner getting the first bite of prey tonight only further drives her desire to lay claim to the snowball, not since she was in the nursery did she get anything close to first pick.

”Heh heh…” She chuckles with a sly smile, a front paw scraping at the snow like a bull about to charge. Some cats said Ragwort needed to use her head more, so she was going to. Craning it down so her ears are pointing straight forward like a set of horns she begins to barrel forward, aiming to give the snowball a massive head-butt, hoping it’d cause whoever was on it to tumble off. Whether it’s successful or not it leaves her head hurting an awful bit… the snow all packed up hadn’t been exactly soft. There was a ringing in her ears as she cartoonishly falls over, stunned an invisible stars rotate around her head.

”D”oww.”​

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Spoiler: RAGWORTKIT | TAGS

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· RAGWORTKIT, female — she / her
╰ ‣ named for her health & strength at birth .
╰ ‣ 5 moons . ages on the ??
╰ ‣ thunderclan apprentice . loner born . believes in starclan


╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, oak and maple trees , status — 100%
╰ ‣ blue furred . long-hared . a very furry head, chest, and tail


╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ESTJ-A ❝​

EXECTUTIVE ❞ , Hufflepuff, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Kind-hearted . Honest . Loud .Justice-seeking . People-pleaser . Gullible . Empty-headed . Humorous
╰ ‣ Though she is all brawn and no brain, Ragwort tries her best and carries a bleeding heart to all whom surround her. She takes the role of "big sister" with her siblings and friends, never failing to have their backs, take care of them, and defend them when needed (sometimes even jumping the gun). While she doesn't offer the best emotional support (not due to a lack of trying) she gives the best hugs and is great at giving cats distractions with her shenanigans.
╰ ‣ finds minimal difficulty relating to others . wears a bleeding heart


╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· GRIME x CINDERFROST, sister to toadpaw, prowlingpaw, hollypaw
╰ ‣ unknown sexuality.
╰ ‣ poor fighter . poor hunter .
╰ ‣ will start fights . unlikely to flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.​

 

[Hollow Tree]

Hollow Tree took up a spot not too far away. She had returned from a surprisingly successful hunt. It wasn’t much but it felt like a lot considering the past couple of patrols had barely brought back enough to feed the elders and the queens. The brown she-cat watched as the apprentices began to play a game. Hollow wasn’t too familiar with the game but the rules seemed simple enough. As long as no one took it too far she was content with just watching.

She cringed as she watched Ragwordpaw charge ahead. The collision looked rather painful. It didn’t seem like anyone was hurt enough to call a halt to the game. Apprentices should get used to getting cuts and bumps in her opinion. A little pain did some cats good. Of course, she didn't wanna let anyone get scars from a silly game. Her yellow eyes watching the apprentices, wondering who would come out the winner. ​

[ you fall through the trees . tags ]​

 

[hollypaw]

Holly returns alongside Hollow, eyes full of adoration as she prances besides her, copying exactly how Hollow sat. Her sisters playing with the apprentices and it immediately piques her interest, aqua eyes wide in excitement as Lightpaw ups the stakes of winning even further. First bite of prey tonight? Holly... did like food, but Hollow isn't joining and she has to be a good apprentice, but she wants to play, oh! Holly bounces on her paws, practically vibrating with how bad she wants to surge forth and play.

So she does just that, except she stops besides her sister as shes knocked out by her own maneuver. Holly bites back a barking laugh, just barely contained as she stands over her. "You- Haha- You! You should have seen your face! Why would you do that, silly?" she snickers, trying to at least keep her laughter to a minimum. "I'm going to avenge you, watch this!" she promptly leaves Ragworts side, aiming to run at the snowball and shoulder it, hoping she knocks both of them off balance. She'll triumph! "You gotta get up, we gotta game to win!" she calls back to her sister, swishing a fluffy tail back and forth. Oh, she likes this game.​

"speech"​