private Worlds Collide ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ SOFTSIGHT

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Warrior life was not that much different than an apprentice's — well. . . he didn't have to do chores anymore like looking for ticks and he could go out of camp whenever he wanted so it was better, but not really that different. Roaringsun was adapting to it just fine, although having to keep his nest in the outer circle of the warriors' den was a bit worrying as the colder seasons approached.

The sun cast a golden glow onto the forest floor, the greenery gradually turning orange and brown as they step into Leaf-fall, a brisk wind ruffling his pelt as the new warrior walked into the clearing. It was mostly empty now as patrols had been sent out to hunt ( stocking up the pile was a good idea ); going alone sounded boring, so he decided to approach. . . Softsight, of course. His first ThunderClan friend.

Soft - sight! He sing-songs as he saunters towards her, friendly bumping into her alabaster pelt with a smile on his maw. D'you wanna go hunting with me?

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  • ooc. @Softsight
  • 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
    a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.
 

Softsight's youth had been strange indeed, with her apprenticeship having been slightly delayed by the implementation of a new code, and then her warriorhood having its own ups and downs with the rise of Skyclaw to power. Now that she was a regular, proper warrior, she wasn't sure what to do with herself - so she kept doing as she had, chores here and there, patrols as she was ordered on them by the lead warriors. Everything felt routine again, and Softsight was at the risk of falling into monotony.

Thankfully, she had Roaringsun to prevent that from happening - a kittypet long since proven himself to ThunderClan, Roaringsun had proven to be a worthwhile friend, someone that she could count on when she needed to.

"Of course," Softsight smiles as Roaringsun bumps her, his joy infectious. "Do you have a place in mind? we could always head out towards the Thunderpath." She suggested, looking over her shoulder at the camp's entrance.

 
His smile doesn't vanish and only seems to grow when she accepts the offer. It was nice - to have a friend he could rely on. Someone who wouldn't betray me. Like who? Like Orangepaw had, by defending Wrathpaw? Even now, it still hurt. It hurt far more than the wounds inflicted on him during battle, burning deep into his soul.

He's not sure how to make it stop.

With a wary glance towards the medic's den - where he assumes Orangepaw is - Roaringsun returns to the conversation at hand. The word Thunderpath is enough to have him make a sour expression. The Thunderpath? It smells awful over there, The newly-made warrior sticks his tongue out to really sell the idea of how much he did not want to head that way.

Near SkyClan was the safest bet to him — and maybe they'd run into. . . Stars, that did not seem safe at all. Softsight was such a stickler for the rules, what would she say if she knew he had friends in other Clans? How about heading towards RiverClan? or Fourtrees? He suggests, sweeping his tail over the grass. To her ears alone, he mutters: Unless you really wanna go to the Thunderpath. . . you fancy someone in ShadowClan you're hoping to see? Roaringsun teases with a cheeky grin, hoping to embarrass the she-cat.

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  • 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
    a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.
 

Softsight hides a smile at Roaringsun's reaction to the suggestion that they go out near the Thunderpath, though she doesn't miss his glance towards the medicine cat's den. Softsight has missed visiting there herself, just to get along nicely with Gentlestorm and learn from him, but it's been far too crowded for her to even want to bother the tom amidst his own recovery and work. She almost envies Orangepaw, who'd been in the medicine cat's den for what seemed like forever - even though he was recovering. She could only be glad that she wasn't injured.

"Oh, don't tease me so," Softsight chuckled, though she couldn't help the small blush that crept over her face as the suggestion that she might have someone to see in ShadowClan. "Anyone I knew from ShadowClan, well... they're lucky if I know their warrior names, by this age we've grown to." She could remember days spent in ShadowClan's nursery among a battalion of other kits during the rogue attacks. She'd known Halfkit, but hadn't interacted with the she-cat outside of those moments.

"I only suggest it because, like you, no one wants to venture there. It means that there should be prey a-plenty roaming about." Softsight explains, and clicks her tongue, turning to look at Roaringsun with a hint of resignation in her eyes. "But, for you, I will concede and we can go towards Fourtrees." Mischief flashed across her face, "We can't have you eyeing up RiverClanners while we hunt. We'll bring nothing home." She returned his teasing in kind.

 
Do you ever miss them? Chatting with the Shadowclanners you knew? He asks her, wondering if her emotions differed from an outsider's. He missed seeing Bonepaw, even though they'd only really talked once during a gathering. Was it wrong of him to wish to see someone from another Clan, to miss them as he does? Roaringsun doesn't feel like it's wrong to have friends in other Clans, so he figures he might ask Softsight what she thinks — the albino is rather easy to talk to.

No one wants to deal with Thunderpath stink, The warrior chuckles with a whisk of his tail. Gets in the way of actual hunting, y'know! He chirps, skipping a few steps ahead. Barking out a laugh at her teasing, he has surely sent a few mice scurrying away. Ah, so you think I'd fancy a swimmer? A fish-breath, as he'd heard some of his clanmates say.

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  • ooc.
  • ROARINGSUN —— warrior of thunderclan , mentor to none . npc x npc . littermate to npcs ✦ penned by nocthymia
    male / he/him / 13 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
    a longhaired flame sepia with low white and amber-brown eyes.