- Jul 30, 2022
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🕱 NO I DON'T MIND YOU ARE A BEAUTY 🕱
maggotpaw & 11 moons & female & she/her & shadowclan apprentice
maggotpaw & 11 moons & female & she/her & shadowclan apprentice
It's strange - the way her paws always carry her here before she knows it. Perhaps, once upon a time her motives were as pure and simple minded as a search for things to add to her collection. A scrape of prey here, a good bone to chew there, another sparkly scrap of twoleg rubbish to add to her growing pile. But when she lingers upon the border today, nose crinkled against the acrid burn of thunderpath scent, she knows that none of that is true - not today.
She'd been filled with disappointment when cottonpaw's patrol had passed by - eyes seeking out a familiar frame, and not finding it. Call it coincidence or call it fate, whatever it was that had drawn them together so often had failed this last time. And she hadn't like it. Her conversation with magpiepaw lingers in her mind - they're not even... friends, so why does she care so much that they'd not been there? What is it about sunflowerpaw that sets them apart from the rest of the moorland rats in her eyes, and why does she care?
She knows why of course, but she's certainly not going to say so, not even in the private confines of her mind. Instead, pale socked paws lead her to their meeting place as they always do, turquoise gaze guarded and heart hopeful. She's tired of being alone - magpiepaw might never even return - and it leaves her anxious. She hates it, this discontentment. And so what choice does she have but to act? Perhaps, if she's lucky, starclan will guide their paws once more.
She crosses the path as easy as breathing, hovering upon the outskirts of the scent line. It's strangely quiet today, no roaring rumble of monsters just yet, only the buzzing hum of insects and birdsong from the shrubbery and scattered treeline. None of it is what she wants to hear, wants to find. No - it's a different noise, sort of soft and subtle, that has her on edge ears pricked as she freezes and tail twitching nervously. Should she speak - should she call out? But... if it is not them, doing so would be foolish, wouldn't it?
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Actions && "Speech," && ' Thoughts/Quotes '
ooc: @SUNFLOWERMASK
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— a massive tabby she-cat with striking turquoise eyes, there has always been something not-right about her. cold and apathetic, and more than a bit unhinged, the monster that is maggotpaw is a volitile presence within shadowclan. she seems strangely taken by magpiepaw, putting herself in role of both tormentor and protector.
— physically medium && mentally hard
— non-violent powerplay allowed && healing powerplay allowed && minor injury powerplay not-allowed
— please attack using [b][color=mediumpurple]action here[/color][/b] and tag account