private WHAT DID YOU TELL THAT MAN? &. roaringsun

ORANGEPAW.

ORANGEPAW.

when we all fall asleep, where do we go?
Autumn Prompts [TC '24] Around the World [TC '24]
Jun 7, 2023
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-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangepaw is nervous. it makes him uneasy to be nervous, as he tries his hardest to calm down, furrowing his brows when he paces back and forth. he can't take it. he just has to take a deep breath in and out, smile and everything would he okay... right? he has to believe that. he has to. his tail twitches before he stops in his pacing steps, looking around and making his way over to the one cat he's missed more than others in the clan. roaringsun.

"...roaringsun? are... are you okay? i really missed you... like a lot. i worried that something happened and i never would see you again, but you're okay, now! are... you okay, now? I've been meaning to ask but you're a really hard cat to catch up to!"

he pushes his ears back with a smile and nervous laugh. roaringsun meant a lot to orangepaw, more than he could admit, and he just wants to make sure that he's okay. he hopes he is. he can't fathom the idea that he isn't. but part of him can't help but feel like he's being... avoided? orangepaw hopes not.

"you're not upset with me, right? you seemed a little upset with the wrathpaw thing... I didn't mean to hurt anyone... I just... I'm being kind. that's what I'm supposed to do. my mama said so."

@roaringsun
‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── IN A RAGING BLACK OCEAN ⋅❁⋅ LOW IN THE WATER, AND NOWHERE TO GO ──┐‎



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  • ORANGEPAW ✩ he/they, apprentice of thunderclan, 10 moons.
    ⭃ rather large polydactyl orange tabby with white markings, green eyes, a broken left hind leg, and scars on his face and right side
    ⭃ npc x npc // no known family. mother is deceased
    ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
    ↛ not necessarily great in battle. semi easy to attack due to lack of expereince alone.
    ⭃ penned by scar ↛ @salemdraws on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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〔✦〕Since the kittypets' return and his subsequent promotion after the battle, Roaringsun hadn't had much time to catch up with his clanmates. Orangepaw, namely, was a weird case. He had missed and worried for the tom — the kindness he offered to everyone would not do him any favors during Skyclaw's reign.

It also would not help him when Roaringsun had seen him be all buddy-buddy with Wrathpaw, of all cats.

The flame-point can still recall the way his stomach dropped when Wrathpaw had protected Orangepaw during the battle ( when did they get so close? ), the way his heart broke when Orangepaw defended him to Gentlestorm. A murderer. He chose to protect a murderer.

Wrathpaw did not deserve to have nice words and comfort offered to him.

“Hi, Orangepaw,” His tone is not its usual, and the warrior hates himself for it. He wants to be happy, to put everything behind him — forgive and forget, but he simply can't. “I am okay now.” He reassures. Was he?

Curling his tail around his body, Roaringsun breaks eye contact. I can't do this. It pains him so, to be reminded. He thought. . . what did he think? That Orangepaw wouldn't offer Wrathpaw kindness and bright smiles? That - that he would pick a side? Was it wrong of him to think that's what he would have done, after seeing everything he and all ex-kittypets had endured?

“I'm—” The words get caught in his throat as he struggles to say his thoughts aloud, like they would ruin everything he and Orangepaw had, like it would sever their bond forevermore. “I'm upset.” Roaringsun finally breathes, staring down at his paws. His heart drums in his chest and blood roars in his ears as he sheepishly glances at the apprentice. “Wrathpaw attacked me during a spar, he killed Pebblestep and Howlingstar. . .” He thought we were lesser because of where we came from. “How could you be kind to someone like that?” Not once does he raise his voice. In fact, it cracks as he speaks. His pain is clear in his tone, in his body language.

Looking at the orange tabby now, he sees the pink pelt of Wrathpaw beside him, and he loathes it.
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I took a little journey to the unknown ( Ive come back changed, I can feel it in my bones ) //
  • ooc.
  • ROARINGSUN —— warrior of thunderclan , mentor to none . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
    ✦ male / he/him / 12 moons & ages every 14ᵗʰ
    ✦ single / orientation & poly or mono / open/closed to romance
    ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— combat details here / battle notes

    ✦ “speech”, 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    ✦ tags — msg on discord (hypmic) for plots — toyhouse
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    a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.
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-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- "you're... upset with me for being... nice?"

he doesn't understand. he's supposed to be nice. he has to be. he can't be anything else. he doesn't understand anger enough to do that either, and even if roaringsun decided to snap and get upset with him right here, hiss that he was seething with anger, he wouldn't understand. his paws shuffle nervously and he offers a nervous smile, ears pinned back. it's clear he's uneasy.

"i know what wrathpaw has done. i spent a l-lot of time... avoiding him because... don't... don't tell anyone but he scares me just as all of the cats who followed skyclaw's orders so willing do. or did. but that's... not a reason for me to be... mean to him. I can't do that. he saved my life, roaringsun. and i-i'm not saying cats have to love him, and forgive him for the bad he's done– that's not it. everyone is allowed to be upset. he's upset too. I just can't be mean to anyone. no matter what they've done. no matter... if..."

he decides to not look at roaringsun anymore. this is too hard. how could roaringsun be upset with him for just being himself? it's not as if he was chosing sides... he just didn't want wrathpaw to bleed out on the territory. he's been through enough. letting hum suffer wasn't going to bring back the cats he killed, nor was it going to heal any wound that roaringsun had gotten during that spar. and even if it did, even if it somehow made all of that better– he made a promise. he does not break his promises, but especially to his mom.

"don't tell anyone. i... don't want anything to happen but... ravenstrike was the one who attacked me. i haven't told anyone, n-not even gentlestorm. it's not like it really matters. but if she were to come up to me right now, i still would be kind to her. if yewflame came back to life, I would be kind to him to. I can't help it. i can understand they've done bad things but I don't want to be angry. or mean. I won't be. because the world is a scary place, roaringsun, and my mom has always told me to be it's light. I won't be anything else."

orangepaw feels... weird. somehow it feels like he's going to be left behind again, and he hates that feeling. he likes roaringsun, he always has, but nothing will stop him from being kind. nothing.
‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── IN A RAGING BLACK OCEAN ⋅❁⋅ LOW IN THE WATER, AND NOWHERE TO GO ──┐‎

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〔✦〕"I'm not upset at you for being nice." he explains. Never would he be distressed for such motive — Orangepaw offered kindness to everyone, and oftentimes that was everything they needed. And that was the problem, some hadn't deserved it at all.

"I'm upset you chose to be kind to him after everything he's done." It was so personal, so hurtful, to see Orangepaw being a friend to Wrathpaw. Being mean to him wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't, he's right; but he deserved it. Wrathpaw deserved everything bad that had happened to him. He— what is he thinking?

He had wanted Wrathpaw dead by his claws, or Stormywing's. No, no, no - That'd make him just as bad as Skyclaw and all of them. Stars, what was wrong with him?

Roaringsun inhales sharply. He is not a killer — Yes he is. He'd killed Sproutberry.. I had no choice. And - and now Orangepaw had chosen to be kind, to be nice. He barely catches what the apprentice tells him about Ravenstrike, but his eyes widen all the same ( was he panicking? )

"What?" His voice comes out sharper than intended, harsher. How was he not supposed to tell someone, anyone, about it? "Orangepaw, you could've been killed — you. . ." What was he supposed to say? That his naïveté was gonna be his downfall one day?

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I took a little journey to the unknown ( Ive come back changed, I can feel it in my bones ) //
  • ooc.
  • ROARINGSUN —— warrior of thunderclan , mentor to none . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
    ✦ male / he/him / 12 moons & ages every 14ᵗʰ
    ✦ single / orientation & poly or mono / open/closed to romance
    ✦ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline & tag account when attacking
    —— combat details here / battle notes

    ✦ "speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
    ✦ tags — msg on discord (hypmic) for plots — toyhouse
  • reference image here
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-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- orangepaw doesn't know what to say either. it's not like he meant to just spill his guts out like this. none of this really was about him in the first place. it was about roaringsun. so, he tries to pivet. but not without saying a few words.

"...i'm sorry. i don't want to upset you, roaringsun. i'm sorry."

he feels bad that him being nice to someone else hurts others. he doesn't know how to stop that. he doesn't know how to be mean or anything because others believed that they didn't deserve it. orangepaw was naive, he knows that much. but he's not stupid. he's not... is he?

"i know. but i didn't. she said i wasn't worth the kill anyways. but that's okay. just glad i didn't die. i would have missed you a lot if i never got to hang out with you again. hey... can i actually ask you something?"

his eyes move up to look at roaringsun's. his tail swishes back and forth and there is this feeling he can't quite understand. his stomach hurts, like moths swarming around in his belly. he tries not to be so nervous but he can't help it, even as a smile is on his face and his head tilts to one side.

"are you alright? i mean after everything. i know i already said it but i missed you a lot. i was worried i never would see you again."

he doesn't wanna talk about himself anymore. he just wants to know about how he's doing.

"and, uhm, thank you too. you saved my life too. i don't know how to make it up to you but i will, I swear."
‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── honestly, i thought that i would be dead by now ⋅❁⋅ calling security, keeping my head held down──┐‎

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