JUST A TOUCH UP || open, shell hunting

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Cobrapaw really liked the river. It could be a multitude of things, ranging from a peaceful resting place to s hunting ground to a bath and a splashing ground. He liked to spend his free afternoons there, and sometimes evenings if he could escape the camp unnoticed. The Somali's large paws dug into the soft ground surrounding the river, ears alert. His nose caught scent of another RiverClanner nearby, and he curiously made his way towards them. His eyes were met with Flamepaw making little piles of stones and shells. "What are you up to?" His voice held its normal dull tone, but it was laced with curiousity this time. He knew that Flamepaw was quite playful, and wondered if this was some sort of game.

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=15pt; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 97%; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Jaywhisper was out when she caught sight of what Flamepaw was doing. Her eyes narrowed, but she remained hiding in the reeds. She was one for watching. Still, apprentices were not supposed to be out without a warrior.

//sorry low muse

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the kit, who had gone out for a swim, trotted along the riverbank, fur a mess and clinging to her thin build. but it kept her cool, and the feline wore her usual smile as she took a seat near flamepaw, tilting her head to the side. "whatcha doin'?" she inquired, stretching the words out as she inspected the shells.

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=15pt; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 97%; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Alright. Now, the line had been crossed. Palekit had escaped the camp once again, and that was enough rule-breaking for the day. Jaywhisper stepped out of the reeds and stalked up to the group. She sat down for a moment, giving all of them the look. If they didn't offer an explanation as to why there were here, or what they were doing, Jaywhisper might have to speak. And she didn't want to do that.

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The Look: noun

JAYWHISPER ★ wrote:

[The look] was a hard expression to describe. It was parts annoyance, parts boredom, but also somehow blank. It was a look that pretty much said... well, nothing. It was the look you gave someone when they told a horrible joke, and you would choose to tie a rock around your neck and jump into the river before you ever laughed at it. It was Jaywhisper's signature look, the one that she gave to most anyone that talked to her. It pretty much just said "Go away."

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px;][justify][size=9pt]Mosskit had been following behind Palekit and exploring outside of the camp, however whether or not she had noticed was a completely different story. But when Jaywhisper cast the other her signature 'look', Mo began to feel her knees wobble a bit. How scary! Jaywhisper definitely had the power to terrify her enemies, that was for sure.

Quickly, the kitten directed her attention to Flamepaw, who seemed to have been collecting shells. Shells were good, shells were pretty. "Ooh!" the kitten would squeal, tail excitedly flicking back and forth."Please can I help? I like shells."

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=15pt; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 97%; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Jaywhisper's signature looked changed into one of anger as the other cats seemed to ignore her, and yet another kit came striding out. Did nobody know how to follow rules here? She would have to talk, or nobody would pay attention to her.

The Russian Blue let out a heavy sigh, and cleared her throat. Her voice was easily shocking to those who hadn't heard it before, and even sometimes ones who had. It was especially booming, deep, and thick with some sort of European accent. She used minimal words, because she didn't like to talk. [b]"Kits go home. Eaglesoar stay with apprentices." She would have left now, but she wanted to make sure that they listened to her.

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The Look: noun

JAYWHISPER ★ wrote:

[The look] was a hard expression to describe. It was parts annoyance, parts boredom, but also somehow blank. It was a look that pretty much said... well, nothing. It was the look you gave someone when they told a horrible joke, and you would choose to tie a rock around your neck and jump into the river before you ever laughed at it. It was Jaywhisper's signature look, the one that she gave to most anyone that talked to her. It pretty much just said "Go away."

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"shells! i like shells!" the kit squealed excitedly, paying jaywhisper no mind. when the russian blue spoke, her gaze shifted to the feline for a moment and her jaws opened to speak when her favorite riverclanner came on over. ha! quietstar can tell anyone what to do! she thought triumphantly, hurrying to stand beside the male, who she decided was her best friend, and nodding along like a smol hypeman.

"yeah! see, see - warriors are here. and you're here. so we can stay, right?" she asked, turning those small moons to quietstar.

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"Ooh those are bee-yoo-tee-ful!" she declared, scanning them with admiration. "What are they for?"
― ALICE

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― ALICE

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"ohmigoshquietstaryourdensgonnabesopretty!" the kit squealed happily, nearly shaking from excitement as she turned, nimble little paws sorting through the shells in a blur, finally selecting a little blue one she thought worthy. she sat and inspected it, sniffed at it, then paused at alice's words.

"aaaaaalice," palekit said, stretching out her friends name as she turned her gaze to her den mate. "if you put shells in your nest, they're gonna poke you and hurt. and that'll be sad. hurtin' ain't fun!" she insisted; though she didn't understand the concept of pain, she did understand that it wasn't favored, and would hate to see anyone in pain.

turning her gaze to quietstar once more, the gray kit held up the shell, tilting her head to the side. "d'ya like this one, mister quietstar?"

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― ALICE

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― ALICE

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