what once was | raccoonstripe

[covecatcher]

She had played with her shells earlier and now shes bored, Shellclan had been slowing down in leaf-bare just like her clan. She shakes her pelt out, rises from her spot in the snow and stretches downward in a big stretch. She needed that with the snow turning her limbs numb but ohhh, she loved to sit in it. After shes done she takes a once around camp, searching for the poor cat that will fall victim to her boredom.

Eyes fall upon poor old Raccoonstripe. Someone she knows! He played in the snow with her, she likes him. "Hey!" her voice is a hushed whisper, raised in excitement as she practically skips over in a good mood. "Do you want to go hunting with me?" its the first thing that comes to mind as she bounces on her toes, looking up expectantly at him. She hopes he says yes, she'd like some company.

// @RACCOONSTRIPE ​

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[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Raccoonstripe's weary expression is born of physical exhaustion. Never enough prey to eat, never enough paws to help with the warriors' tasks. Saddled with an apprentice, on top of it all, and although she is his kin, he finds himself frustrated with her grief, her kittypet blood showing in ways he hadn't anticipated. When a bird-light voice calls to him, spirited, Raccoonstripe's set muzzle creases into a smirk. He can throw his worries aside for a pretty face -- and this one is pretty, indeed.

"Well, well, if it isn't the traitor," he teases, referring to their earlier snow fight. He stretches, showing off the muscles that ripple beneath a well-kept dark tabby pelt. Eyes like lit coals find Covecatcher's robin-egg blue. "Hunting? Well, I just went, but maybe you'll be a good luck charm." He winks, moving towards the camp entrance.​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

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[covecatcher]

Well, well, if it isn't the traitor, this makes her burst in to giggles, a smile curling her lips upwards. Hah! "Did it not work?" sly smile, ears swiveling forth as she squints at him. Theres a conscious realization that he towered over her and she falters before sticking her tongue out in a playful manner, he may be able to dunk her in the snow quite easily but she would still be able to revel in the fact that she had gotten a sneak attack in. "I may be a traitor but I won the war!"

And then he agrees, even if he just went hunting. Oops! But at least he said yes. "Oh, you really think so?" she blinks, genuinely shocked for a second. A good luck charm! She has a shell of one of those, could cats really be one? "Okay! Where do you want to go to first? I was thinking snakerocks? Because the prey surely has to go somewhere warm." she follows after him, practically giddy with excitement at the prospect of hanging out with good company.​

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[RACCOONSTRIPE]

He's pleased with her response, a sly smile rewarding his jest. "Did it not work?" Raccoonstripe exaggeratedly, playfully rolls his eyes as she trills, "I may be a traitor but I won the war!" "It takes cunning to win wars, I'll give you that," he says with a quirked brow. "But no loyalty at all? Ow! Right in the heart."

She seems to like his comment about her being a good luck charm. It causes him to smirk, unable to hide his glee. "Snakerocks is fine by me. Lead the way." He mock-bows his head to her, the way he would to a cat in a higher position. "If we catch something, maybe I'll forgive you for your traitorous ways." He winks at her as they tread through snow and mud.​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

 

[covecatcher]

With a mrrp of laughter, Cove swivels her ears towards him as he makes a comment about her loyalty. But then the anxieties set in, does he think of her like that? No, he said it in a joking way, so surely it's nothing he holds against her, she intakes a sharp breath and smiles regardless. "All is fair in love and war!" thats what the saying was, right? Oh... It'd be really, really embarrassing if it wasn't, she bites her lip. He catches her off guard, saying snakerocks was a good recommendation. Eyes light up and posture changes, now its really on! "I'll have to do it again, then." oh, that sounded weird, but she liked spending time with her friends!

They arrive to the rocks in no time and being the child she is, Cove does not waste any time clambering unto the highest one, all giggles and smiles as she looks over the edge and down to him. "Hi down there! Do you think Covestar would fit me, being up here and all?" a genuine question as she thinks. No.... The responsibility would crush her, but Raccoon on the other hand? He was practically crafted for it! "Actually, I think Raccoonstar fits you much more."

She stretches along the rock, eyes moving towards the daylit sky. "And instead, I can be, uh, hm..." what role would fit her? She certainly would not like to be a leader like Ember, or a deputy like Howling, maybe a medicine cat like Berry? "I'll be your medicine cat." she laughs. "Covecatcher and Raccoonstar against the world." she tilts her head. Would Howling Wind make him her deputy once it was time? He was her son and would do good at it, she thinks, maybe he'd take in his moms footsteps! Oh, that'd be sweet.

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