private waiting in antica- [heronpaw] -pation

[brindlepaw]

brindlepaw sat in front of her new friend, (she thought they were friends, she wasn't going to ask though,) with a blank look on her face. he'd been explaining... something. some kind of thing his mentor had shown him that day. clearly it hadn't clicked in her mind, as she hesitated before speaking. "i... don't understand," she mewed, eyes narrowing nearly imperceptably. the tiny she-cat was the same age as heronpaw, but he'd had a single moon of training more than she had. that's to say, a single moon. she still wasn't sure why that had happened, but it was in fact what happened. now she had to catch up. "this was a hunting thing?"

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + 　 ˚ 　 · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

•  @HERONPAW ! "speech"

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 6 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail, ✦

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[HERONPAW !]

There was a hesitant pause, a break, in her voice as she spoke to him. They were friends and he was a terrible teacher. Intense globes of iced over curiosity were gazing at her as her own narrowed on him. Then she didn't understand. Heronpaw's expression sagged and sharp teeth bit into his lip.
"Yes, Tarantulamask taught it to me just this morning! He says," Heronpaw clears his throat to speak low and deep, "Heronpaw, you need to use your claws to hook then scoop. Watch your shadow!" An excited thrum started to hum through his voice at the end of the second sentence. As his gaze was searching Brindlepaw's for understanding, an idea struck him like the river's icy claws, "Let me show you!"

The lynx point sprung to his paws and padded towards the river's edge. Pushing through the twiggy reeds, large paws crunched on the forming ice that crusted around the edge of the water. It's tingly bite prickling at his pads. A large fish flashed near the surface of the shallow water and didn't give Heronpaw time to think. It didn't give him time to sit or steady himself. The young apprentice flashed his paw out, claws unsheathed, in an attempt to hook and scoop the fish. It carried him forward. Shocked eyes watched from out of body as Heronpaw fell forward.

KERPLUNK!

Water droplets flew through the air and showered around him. Cold seeped deep into his thick pelt as heat flashed throughout his ears. Heronpaw stood to his belly in the frigid, sluggish depths. He had only succeeded in frightening the fish away. Probably even winning in frightening any other fish in this section of the river. Frozen over eyes met Brindlepaw's as she stood safely on the bank. Mumbling, "I only just learned it today." Heronpaw tiptoed out of the water and shook each leg as he went.

I HAVE TRIED OTHER THINGS ( BUT NOTHING CAN CAPTURE THE STING ) 𓆝･ﾟ:

• ooc.
• HERONPAW —— apprentice of riverclan . mentored by tarantulamask
  ✦ penned by DROID
  ✦ male . he/him . six moons . ages every 19ᵗʰ
  ✦ single . bisexual demiromantic . monogamist . open to petty crushes, short romance
  ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted . tag account when attacking
  —— no combat experience or training, very easy to beat
  
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacks, all opinions are in character
  ✦ tags — toyhouse — spotify
  ✦ message junkyard.droid on discord for plots or go to 'droids-junkyard' in the riverclan server
  
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  a longhaired blue lynx point with low white and blue eyes. a feathery soft, longhaired, and thick furred tomcat of beautiful blue pigments. eyes a bright electrifying blue. strong and sturdy legs held by white webbed paws dimpled with pink pads. fangs peek out from under his lips due to their curious length. well cared for fur is attached to lean, hard packed newly earned muscle. an unconventional teenage heartthrob followed by a thick air of fresh apprentice confidence.

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[brindlepaw]

brindlepaw gave him an incredulous look as he scurried over to the water. heronpaw was certainly interesting. he was enthusiastic, she'd give him that. stepping a bit closer to view his form better, the fish nearly spooked her. "well-" she started, noticing his lack of steadiness. unfortunately, a breath too late. he was lurched forward unceremoniously into the water.

brindlepaw's face broke out into a rare bright smile. his flop was rather incredible, truly. "are you okay?" she asked, trying not to laugh. the look on his face even she understood, which was nearly a miracle. she finally broke out into a fit of giggles, hunching over herself.

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + ˚ · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

•  ough this is late sorry! "speech"

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 7 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail, ✦

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