tunnels where is the dunce hat // accident

[cottonsprig]

[ pls wait for @Brackenpaw ! ]

Cottonsprig she is - but a medicine cat's name does not brandish the claws of a warrior, much less the skill of a tunneler. While the she-cat has held fast to her mediocre skills of her childhood, she is still long behind even those only a few moons into their apprenticeships. She can catch a rabbit fairly well above ground, and in a meager spar she might be able to hold her own. But if she's beneath the ground, following a tunneling patrol, she's nearly out of her element. Her mother must be rolling in her grave to know that one of her daughters does not fare well in the tunnels any longer. (She must be rolling in her grave regardless.)

"Oops!" the grey she-cat grunts as her nose bumps into the cat in front of her - her sister's apprentice, she finds in the coming moments - due to mindlessly following rather than paying attention to the patrol. She blinks a few times, some dust from the ground above them dusting her snout. "Aah," she half-heartedly whines, "I'm sorry, Brackenpaw - I didn't see we were stopping...!"​

 

[Brackenpaw]

Ugh, the tunnels. Reluctantly they have grown on her the more they’ve been dragged down here over the moons following the start of their apprenticeship. Still, they were dusty and all too claustrophobic yet too wide simultaneously. She wasn’t really too sure why Cottonsprig was in the tunnels with them right now, yes she was aware that it was a patrol but they didn’t particularly care enough to hear any details that didn’t immediately concern her. The medicine cat was fine, they thought she was nice but overall they tried to avoid spending time around both her and Wolfsong, fooling themself into believing that if they hang around too long around medicine cats maybe they’ll invite some kind of illness.

The feeling of a nose bumping into her caused the apprentice to jump, if she were taller she was convinced that they would have been able to bump their head on the roof of the tunnel. They’re not proud of the stangled wail of a gasp they let out, like a ghost from tunnelers past had clawed at her. It wasn’t some spectre though, it was just Cottonsprig. “Oops?” She repeats, more confused than anything else at what her instant reaction was to the accident. That’s what it was right? Nothing too serious, they can already hear their mentor's voice droning to her if this was her who had bumped into Cottonsprig instead of the reverse. The calico pauses, mimicking what they imagine she would say in this kind of situation in an attempt to be mature.

“It’s fine Cottonsprig, you need to pay more attention though. The tunnels are dangerous and even the smallest mistake could cause something… bad to happen” She concludes with a nod. Voice tight and trying to not sound condescending. The nature of what she’s saying can’t help but come across that way, they weren’t aware of her brief life as a tunneler, maybe if they paid more attention around camp they would have. “You can’t just zone out y’know?” She comments further with a shrug of their lithe shoulders, blissfully unaware of the fact that this may be seen as a further slight of authority since she was acting like she was speaking with another apprentice rather than a fully trained medicine cat.

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• Brackenpaw
  ✩ they/she, tunneler apprentice of Windclan, 9 moons (ages on the 22nd)
  ⭃ a lithe and fragile looking calico that looks like they still need to grow into her ears
  ⭃ Speech, thoughts, attacking
  ⭃ NPC x NPC, mentored by Bluefrost
  ⭃ easy to befriend other kits, gradually harder to befriend every rank after that
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Juice ↛ @/ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  ⭃ All opinions are IC!! Bracken is a little hater
  

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[✧ Marmotbite.]

MY BODY'S COVERED IN TEETH MARKS
YOUR BITES WORSE THAN YOUR BARK​

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marmotbite & 20 moons & demigirl & she/they/it & windclan tunneler ​

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Theres something quite strange about having Cottonsprig with them in the tunnels - a reminder that once, this would've been her path.Before wolfsong had taken her on, before starclan had chosen her. Marmotbite doesn't really have a strong opinion either way, but she does think that sootstars child is a pleasant addition to an otherwise monotonous patrol. Still, she can't help but snort as she hears brackenpaw lecturing her friend - as though she is the adult here, tail flicking towards @ferretpaw as though to silently say 'listen to this'.

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