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the herbs in his jaws were sweet, and the tom resisted biting right into it and letting the flavor settle on his tongue. he had to keep this urge at bay as he moved through the territory. eventually, the leaf bundle had been dragging behind him was full and rainwatcher was beat; he was not proud of the fact that he got exhausted from dragging something like herbs around.
rainwatcher pricked his ears and stopped in his tracks. was that wrenbreeze, or was he just imagining things? he inhaled deeply, trying to smell past the herb in his jaws. yes, that smelled like wrenbreeze - really good despite that you think he should smell bad because of his arrogance.
he shook this thought away and started moving toward wrenbreeze. was he near the water? he was pretty sure there wasn't this many reeds in the mainland.
paws marked his path, pressing into the moist dirt. he was totally sure that that was wrenbreeze near the water. he was about to spit out the herb in his mouth and call out, but something made him stop. wrenbreeze's head was bowed, and he looked...sad? no, not sad but he sure didn't look like his arrogant self.
"what are you doing?" he questioned. in the back of his mind, he was hoping he didn't startle the tom.
//when you thought you replied to thread but no
no you didn't.GENERAL &&
rainwatcher | rain
male | masculine pronouns [he, him, his]
16 moons [updated 05/2] | ages one moon every month
riverclan | medicine cat apprentice | mentor: aspenberry
RECENT EVENTS &&
tba
FACTS &&
loves stargazing
prone to murmuring poetry to himself. he tends to do this unintentionally when anxious, nervous, stressed, etc.
APPEARANCE &&
feline [russian blue]
rainwatcher is notably tall with long legs, his height almost awkward. much like his riverclan ancestors, his fur is short in order for water to slick off it. the poet's body is slender and skinny, with not much muscle on him; thus, making him a weak fighter. his head is small and round, the ears on them quite small as well. his eyes are a unique bright olive green, a flattering feature on the tom. tdlr; a short-haired, skinny, silver russian blue with bright olive green eyes.
detailslong-legs, short and thick fur, taller than average, long tail
RELATIONSHIPS &&
pan(romantic/sexual) | monomagumous
single | no crush | "maybe" crush: wrenbreeze ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
npc x npc | generation 2
his brother is mistpaw
friends rookpaw, aspenberry, wrenbreeze
enemies
INTERACTION &&
when he's comfortable, he's able to socialize easily but he is awkward socializing with cats his own age (at least, he thinks he is) so he likes to talk with older cats.
easy-medium physically | medium mentally
attack is bolded
will not start fights | shows mercy | won't kill or maim | prefers to talk things out
peaceful actions can be powerplayed -
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TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — His focus on the water was broken by a sudden voice ringing out to him. Underneath his breath, he cursed, lifting his gaze from the slow tides that were more intimidating to him than any other Riverclanner. He felt slightly unsettled, his eyes wandering off and giving the possibility that he might fall in if he weren't careful. But, over the moons he had spent in the territory, he had come to know it quite well. Surely his knowledge wouldn't be wasted by tripping over himself and tumbling into the stream.
Though he wasn't a bit surprised to see Rainwatcher there, herbs held between his teeth. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs before forcing a grin onto his face, as smug as ever. His shoulders gave a shrug and he glanced down at the water. "What, can't a guy appreciate his clan's pride and joy?" he challenged, tail swaying behind him. He sauntered forward, studying the other's face for a moment, then turning and padding back into camp.
"So, ah...Rainwatcher, how is Mistpaw?" Wrenbreeze asked while ducking into the clearing, turning back with a serious expression, a sudden change from his attitude. He was worried about the kid, and was hoping he'd turn out alright. Besides, they had a good medicine cat and apprentices, he was in good paws. But he couldn't help but wonder what the extent of this poison was.
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rainwatcher was surprised at the sudden change in the tom's demeanor. but come on. this was wrenbreeze. so he shrugged the strangeness of his behavior off. "well, yes, i suppose you can." the corners of his mouth twitched as he followed after wrenbreeze, dragging the bundle along with him.
at the sound of his tone, his usual frown formed but his eyes willingly showed his worry. many cats had asked this question after hearing of mistpaw's sickness but none of them truly knew of his seizure. "he's fine, i guess." uneasily, he looked away from wrenbreeze. "i'm keeping my eye on him more often, though, and he's sleeping in my den now." his tail flicked slowly behind him and he slowly edged towards the medicine cat.
rainwatcher's face scrunched, as though he was internally debating something. he glanced over at wrenbreeze. wrenbreeze had been one of the ones with him when mistpaw had his seizure. he would understand his concerns.
"i'm just..." he cleared his throat and batted at the herb bundle with a paw. "i'm worried that he'll have another seizure, and that this time i'll be even worse." he moved toward the den with the bundle behind him, assuming wrenbreeze would follow. plus, he couldn't look the tom in the eye. "and i worry about him all the time now. i think he's getting tired of me but he doesn't want to admit it."
"ah," as though he had realized what he had just said, he shuffled into the medicine cat den, hastily stowing the bundle away. "anyway, mistpaw is okay. he's fine." was rainwatcher saying this to him or himself?
//that angst ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
GENERAL &&
rainwatcher | rain
male | masculine pronouns [he, him, his]
16 moons [updated 05/2] | ages one moon every month
riverclan | medicine cat apprentice | mentor: aspenberry
RECENT EVENTS &&
tba
FACTS &&
loves stargazing
prone to murmuring poetry to himself. he tends to do this unintentionally when anxious, nervous, stressed, etc.
APPEARANCE &&
feline [russian blue]
rainwatcher is notably tall with long legs, his height almost awkward. much like his riverclan ancestors, his fur is short in order for water to slick off it. the poet's body is slender and skinny, with not much muscle on him; thus, making him a weak fighter. his head is small and round, the ears on them quite small as well. his eyes are a unique bright olive green, a flattering feature on the tom. tdlr; a short-haired, skinny, silver russian blue with bright olive green eyes.
detailslong-legs, short and thick fur, taller than average, long tail
RELATIONSHIPS &&
pan(romantic/sexual) | monomagumous
single | no crush | "maybe" crush: wrenbreeze ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
npc x npc | generation 2
his brother is mistpaw
friends rookpaw, aspenberry, wrenbreeze
enemies
INTERACTION &&
when he's comfortable, he's able to socialize easily but he is awkward socializing with cats his own age (at least, he thinks he is) so he likes to talk with older cats.
easy-medium physically | medium mentally
attack is bolded
will not start fights | shows mercy | won't kill or maim | prefers to talk things out
peaceful actions can be powerplayed -
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TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — He could blatantly understand his concern. With even more siblings of his own, he felt almost disorganized with his nagging worry for them. He outwardly acted like a jerk to them, but he loved them a whole lot. He was even a bit over-protective of them, especially after their parents' absences. Even though he wasn't exactly the oldest of them, he still felt responsible for them, mostly the younger of the group. It hurt him inside to know he had failed with Rookpaw thus far.
Wrenbreeze pushed back the abrupt thought and listened to what news Rainwatcher had to share about Mistpaw. His face deepened at the tom's slight ramblings, his feelings seeming to spill out. At first he opened his mouth to interrupt, but thought better of it, deciding he probably needed a bit of venting. All of Riverclan were going through rough times right now. With a sense of dread hanging heavy over their heads, unloading some of the negative emotions was probably the best option.
Naturally, as he had predicted, the tom followed after his steps into the den and took a seat at the entrance, momentraily distracted by the storage of herbs. The musky scent of plants and sickness stuck in the air, his nose scrunching up. He wasn't used to being in the medicine den, he hadn't needed a visit since he was roughly apprentice age. He didn't really bother with remembering the incidents and what not that had given him a reason to stop by.
"And he'll stay fine," he assured once it seemed the medicine apprentice was finished. He didn't really have a knack for comforting others, a bit too stiff in that department, but he didn't just want to stay silent, either. [color=#E4AFA7]"You, Rookpaw, and Aspenberry are all very skilled at what you do. I have no doubts he'll be better soon, just give it time. Maybe once the poison has passed, everything will get better,"
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rainwatcher's smile might have been forced, but it was a smile none-the-less. "thanks, wrenbreeze." he silently sighed to himself. although he felt better about his worries now that they were out in the air, that doesn't mean they would go away.
"anyway," he started in a brighter tone, turning back to face wrenbreeze. "how are things with rookpaw? still bickering like elders?" this time, a real smile pulled at his mouth.
GENERAL &&
rainwatcher | rain
male | masculine pronouns [he, him, his]
16 moons [updated 05/2] | ages one moon every month
riverclan | medicine cat apprentice | mentor: aspenberry
RECENT EVENTS &&
tba
FACTS &&
loves stargazing
prone to murmuring poetry to himself. he tends to do this unintentionally when anxious, nervous, stressed, etc.
APPEARANCE &&
feline [russian blue]
rainwatcher is notably tall with long legs, his height almost awkward. much like his riverclan ancestors, his fur is short in order for water to slick off it. the poet's body is slender and skinny, with not much muscle on him; thus, making him a weak fighter. his head is small and round, the ears on them quite small as well. his eyes are a unique bright olive green, a flattering feature on the tom. tdlr; a short-haired, skinny, silver russian blue with bright olive green eyes.
detailslong-legs, short and thick fur, taller than average, long tail
RELATIONSHIPS &&
pan(romantic/sexual) | monomagumous
single | no crush | "maybe" crush: wrenbreeze ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
npc x npc | generation 2
his brother is mistpaw
friends rookpaw, aspenberry, wrenbreeze
enemies
INTERACTION &&
when he's comfortable, he's able to socialize easily but he is awkward socializing with cats his own age (at least, he thinks he is) so he likes to talk with older cats.
easy-medium physically | medium mentally
attack is bolded
will not start fights | shows mercy | won't kill or maim | prefers to talk things out
peaceful actions can be powerplayed -
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TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — His face lit up at the mention of his brother. He was so proud of him, like he was of his other brothers and sisters. He had been elated when Rookpaw was made medicine apprentice. "Yeah, he's just fine. Not sleeping well, really, but otherwise I think he's well," he replied with a wandering gaze. He was a bit sad, reminded of his inability to protect him. He'd wandered off and disappeared when he was only a kit, and Wrenbreeze-Wrenpaw at the time-couldn't find him. Then he had come bearing wounds and injuries. He didn't allow the solemn feeling to show on his face, not wanting to worry Rainwatcher, but he did feel it deep down.
At the mention of bickering, he only shrugged his shoulders with an unapologetic grin-truth be told, they didn't argue nearly as much as he and Magpiepaw did. He was usually the one to settle the peace between their squabbles. "Brothers will be brothers, I suppose," he didn't say 'siblings' purely out of respect of his sister Larchfang, who was about the only one he really got along with out of his family.