push another girl aside — introduction, open

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    [low key retro to the fire + some mentions of a gory rabbit]


    whatever this was, she was too tired for it.


    the cream colored feline stood before a rabbit, or what used to be a rabbit. the creature had been mangled, brown fur stained darkly from the blood. both eyes, black little things, but neither were... in it. the sight was one not meant for a weak stomach, and yet, prairiepaw observed it without much disgust. her face, a fine triangle, was one of someone who was done.


    she smelled dog, but it was faint, and long gone. some twoleg probably let their little beast do this. it was a waste of perfectly good meat, a massacare, but she supposed it was good that it happened to food rather than a windclanner.


    the apprentice heaved a heavy sigh, blue optics shifting to the camp off in the distance. she wasn't willing to touch it, but someone had to - they couldn't become the clan with dead prey just laying around, mutilated. the scent of dog would fade, and everyone else think they'd lost their minds.


    so, prairiepaw stood there, the sun beating down on her back, unsure what to do - or if she ought to just turn around and walk away, pretend she never saw it.

    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

    ☆ ☆ ☆ "well don't do that, now it's hardly edible," a snarky voice remarked from behind prairiepaw. a sleek abyssinian she-cat slinked out from the sparse shrubbery, quietly padding towards the apprentice. she caught the scent of dog, of course, but couldn't help but be sarcastic whenever given a chance. "that's alright, you'll sharpen up your hunting skills eventually." ☆ ☆ ☆

    ooc // i love priare and snake sm already <33


    Hunting had become a drag on all the clan lately. No prey, as it had been chased away from the fire and - after coming upon the scene of Priarepaw with a destroyed rabbit carcass - no skill left to hunt with either. "Y'know, your supposed to leave some of the rabbit for us to eat." She quips to her fellow apprentice, coming up besides Snakepurr.



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    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

    ☆ ☆ ☆ snakepurr glanced down in subtle disdain at the apprentice beside her. she hated when others piggybacked on her words; not to mention the fact that she was easily annoyed with those younger than her anyways. snakepurr wondered where paperpaw even came from, as she had not noticed her presence until she spoke. she knew very little about the apprentice, and wanted to ask what a paper even was, but didn't dare ask an apprentice for knowledge.☆ ☆ ☆

    *:･ﾟ✦ PALEPAW

    —— girl you know you got me up | tags *:･ﾟ✦

    "You two have noses, right? You notice the stench of dog hangin' around?" he teased, appearing next to his sister with a small smirk. After gently flicking Paperpaw's shoulder with his tail, he turned his gaze softly upon Prairiepaw. "I doubt she would intentionally waste food, with the famine and all. Right?" he questioned gently, taking a seat and offering brief nod to snakepurr. It seemed half the clan had picked up a bad attitude lately, and it kinda bothered him; but he was usually too placid to actually do anything about it. They couldnt stop him from sticking up for others, though. "All we have to do is keep it back to camp. Someone will eat it."

    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

    ☆ ☆ ☆ jeez, where were all these apprentices coming from? the tip of snakepurr's long tail flicked back in forth in annoyance. she narrowed her slanted eyes as palepaw spoke, and wrinkled her nose at the notion of taking it back to camp. she let out a scoff and raised her tail, still flicking it in irritation, as she rose off her haunches and onto her paws. "if you're so hungry, you can take some of that goop back to camp. i'll pass on bringing home shredded flesh stinking of dog saliva, although maybe my tastes are just more refined." she remarked, taking half a step back. ☆ ☆ ☆

    *:･ﾟ✦ PALEPAW

    —— girl you know you got me up | tags *:･ﾟ✦

    Palepaw couldnt help the irritation that bubbled up at her reply, and he narrowed his eyes coldly as he actually turned to look at the warrior. "Oh, really? Im surprised you have the luxury of having 'refined tastes', what with the famine and drought and all. But I'm sure the elders and queens and kits that are back in camp starving would appreciate a little of this 'goop'." he muttered annoyedly. How anyone could be so stuck-up in times of such hardship, he didnt know, but he was quickly losing his patience for it. If he had a tail, it would probably be lashing right about now.


    // she's so sassy lmao

    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

    ☆ ☆ ☆ "you better watch your mouth, kid." snakepurr spat, turning her head quickly towards the apprentice and fixing her sharp amber gaze on his baby blues. "times may be tough right now but i've been working my ass off all day hunting for the clan so that we can maintain a shred of our dignity by eating prey that hasn't been mashed up and strewn all over the dirt by a rancid dog." she hissed at the young tom, her ears flattening back as she spoke. ☆ ☆ ☆


    ah, here comes yet another apprentice. the slick, black femme approached with an irritated frown, navy-blue optics narrowing down at the mess-of-a-rabbit. while she didn't understand why someone would waste prey like that, she certainly did not appreciate snakepurr's judgments.


    "snakepurr, please don't force your 'refined tastes' on the rest of us.", she said bitterly, "what would you prefer? perhaps a thrush with a little sprig of peppermint, hm?" the apprentice mocked, tail flicking as she offered the warrior a playful grin.



    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

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    snakepurr took a quick step towards blackpaw, her nose wrinkled and her ears flattened. "listen here, kid, i wasn't forcing my tastes on anyone. i simply said i wasn't taking that sloppy kill home. next time you want to let your little mouth run, you better stick around long enough to hear the entire conversation. i have half a mind to bring you back to camp, looking half as good as that mangled rabbit." she spat, hair rising along her back.

    "Alright, alright, that's ENOUGH", he strengthened the final word, easily managing to get over the voices of everyone present. Wherever there was a fight, you could expect Bearstorm to show up. Not to make it worse, of course, but because he didn't like to see his clan mates bicker. "We already have enough problems as it is, we don't need a fight over a piece of prey that we can't even eat", he grumbled as he came to a stop next Blackpaw, shaking his head slightly. He wasn't surprised, though, as the tensions were running high around the clan. Heck, he wasn't faring much better, he was almost waiting for a fight to happen so he had a reason to slam Cedarpaw's and Paperpaw's faces against each other to knock their prejudices out of their heads, but he had to hold back such feelings. It would only make things worse and it would only prove their point. To prove his, he had to stay calm and be the smarter out of the three.


    "Blackpaw, would you mind helping me out to get this away from the camp?", he tilted his head as he turned towards his apprentice, wondering if she'd agree. It wasn't an order, really, Bearstorm wasn't one for giving those, but he would appreciate the help.

    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

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    snakepurr relaxed when bearstorm showed up, although her nose remained crinkled slightly in irritation. she shot a victorious glance at blackpaw when bearstorm agreed with her on the inedibility of the prey. she rested on her haunches, her tail still flicking subtly, and listened as the large tom asked blackpaw for help.


    ooc: inedibility isn't a word but there's no word for the state of being inedible. i've been trying to find it online and apparently it doesn't exist so pretend inedibility is a real word bc it should be >:o lmao

    // thats not a word?? you're right it should be!


    blackpaw smiled warmly at her, matching the older femme's gaze. "it was a joke, snakepurr. perhaps you've heard of one?" the apprentice's smile faded as she rolled her eyes, rising to her paws. "sheesh. i hope i'm not as grumpy as you when i'm old." she pulled her shoulders back, leaning away from the warrior.


    the apprentice fell silent as bearstorm approached, eyes not breaking from snakepurr's. in fact, she didn't stop glaring until bearstorm asked her to give him a hand. irritation surged through her, but she knew if she kept on talking her mouth would surely land in her trouble. "yes, bearstorm." she said quietly, moving towards the rabbit.



    snakepurr

    she-cat | windclan | bio

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    "yeah i've heard of a joke, and her name is blackpaw," snakepurr hissed under her breath, narrowing her slanted golden eyes. she raised a paw and licked it a few times before rubbing it over her ear, watching as blackpaw approached what was left of the rabbit.


    while prairiepaw agreed that she wouldn't touch that think with a stick, let alone her tongue, much less was she willing to trek it back to camp, prairiepaw showed to support for either party. as cats began bickering like kittens, the apprentice licked her paw and swiped it over her ear, waiting for the argument to end. arguing took energy she wasn't willing to put out.


    bearstorm tottled over and started dolling out orders, and prairiepaw watched with emotionless eyes, pausing mid paw lick, waiting to be told what to do. but she wasn't, and the apprentice smoothed down the fur over her ear, eyes moving among the aggressive felines. really, she didn't understand why any of them bothered; being angry took effort the fem wasn't willing to put in. she preferred to just ignore the problem.


    "can y'all just calm your nips?" the apprentice muttered, flicking her tail. "like, no ones happy, whatever, but this," she motioned to the group as a whole with one paw. "is more boring than watching the grass not grow."