all i ever wanted was a name // brokenpaw

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

waking up this morning had already brought darkness over his mind, the action of being alive again and having to see his father and witness the state his sister was in damaged him beyond any scar that he held on his body. although he was basically without any scars, he did have a horribly twisted back paw that held deep gashes and injuries from the past, no one else knew, but he had hurt himself on purpose repeatedly. sometimes he wondered why he did it, but then he'd remember the stupid decisions he had made when he lived as a loner and refused to revisit those reasons.

on the days his leg was too painful to bother with, he inflicted pain to it. today wasn't a shooting pain day, it was more of a depressing day.

he padded through the shadowclan pine trees, they blocked out the sun from reaching his dark brown pelt as he moved silently. faint prey scents passed through his sense but he ignored each and everyone of them, he wanted to find some time away from his kin and clan mates. where else would he go other than four trees? it was neutral territory and neither lionstar or jaggeddawn frequent here unless they have to for gatherings.

reaching the large tree, he gazed up, squinting at the sun, not entirely use to its blinding rays considering the overcast within his clan's territory. he stood there, just gazing up in slight wonder and hatred.

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

//lol you're good! i had a wedding to go to yesterday, so was superrr busy as well!

like satellites, his ears swiveled back at the sound of someone else near by. he didn't turn around just in case it might've been a mouse scurrying along or a branch falling because of a pesky little squirrel, but he opened his mouth slightly and took in the scents around him, a cat scent greeted him and he wasn't very happy about it either. he would be absolutely furious with jaggeddawn or lionstar following him here, or even his annoying mentor ratshadow.

but the scent wasn't shadowclan, it was entirely different, turning his head ever so slightly, his gaze wandered. dark green optics settled on a she-cat around his age, she seemed curious and his interests were peaked. turning so that his deformed paw was settling on the ground as the other three would, the dark brown tom made his way to her, trying not limp. "what are you looking at?" his voice wasn't snippy like usual, his anger was draining him and he wanted to focus on other things. instead he sound curious but his eyes showed his guarded personality. as he waited for her reply, he took in her scent again, trying to figure out what clan she came from, but it was hard, she smelled like she came from a few different clans.

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

he sensed her nervousness at first, then like a switch, she mimicked his attitude almost and reverted his question back to himself about what he was up to. he chuckled, it was soft and a smirk appeared on his maw. "you're right. it is no one's land."

he sat down and brought his paw up to lick it a little before looking back at her, a small smile playing in his mossy green eyes. "what's your name?" he shuffled a bit to the side, hiding his back paw from her view, not wanting the deformity out there for her to see.

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

he never seen fear like this before, sure terrified fear or the fear of loss. but he noticed that this was different, almost emotional. and for some reason, he wanted to help daisypaw. maybe it’s because her parents had born her with a pretty name unlike his father had done. “im brokenpaw, what’s your favorite thing to do? if you could do anything what would you want to do right now?” he had quietly diverted from his name after introducing himself quickly and went straight into conversation, he had stood up a little quickly as well. his deformed paw suspended in the air as he stood, wanting to do something now with this apprentice.

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

he watched her think for a moment on his question, waiting to hear something from her. he had seen a little smile and was almost a bit proud of himself, but then it vanished and he frowned a little. as she mentioned the hunting and fighting he sighed, brokenpaw could only agree whole heartedly that it was the typical boring clan cats fun. “that is boring after a while. it’s the only thing our leaders let us do.” he said leaders with a slight sneer at the word. he didn’t like his own clan leader, and it showed quite prominently with his words. as his tail lashing became minimal, he almost hopped in joy when she mentioned exploring. “now that is what i like to hear. borders are only there to make clan cats feel like they have purpose. we should be allowed to go wherever we please.” his thin tail strung up towards the sky happily. “what clan do you want to sneak around in?”

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

he liked how she finally seemed to open up, cradling back on his paws he thought for a moment, she's already visited more clans than he had. "well i was gonna suggest thunderclan, but there'd be no fun in that, they're so boring. bloodclan is definitely risque." a smile curved his lips, he liked risque, he liked the danger of doing something. it was a bit of trek there, so they'd be able to go through thunderclan territory as well. "we can pass through tunderclan, and check out whether bloodclan is as bad as everyone says they are." he was a loner once, he knew the two-leg place very well already, and he had come through windclan territory to take the long route to shadowclan. it'd be cool to the forest.

"but if you're scared to do that, we can find some fun in a different clan." he smirked, a teasing light within his eyes.

"Speech."

Brokenpaw

I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM.

ooc; i'd LOVE a thread, sorry, real life became complicated but it's all good noww (:

"never even been to darkclan. maybe next time we can fuck with them." he suggested with a shrug that was quite careless. he flickered his dark brown tail and made his way in the direction of thunderclan, wanting to get to bloodclan to mess around and make someone mad. "but as of right now, i think we both have a little bit of a bone to pick with the blood brats." he smirked, it was crooked. already he had assumed they'd meet again without even asking, and the dark brown tom's eyes darkened with the thought of bloodclan, they hadn't hurt him... but they had given his sister some hell. he didn't care for much these days, but the faulty apprentice did hate to see his sister flinch at the mention of bloodclan. just the little glint of pain and fear bothered him more than his deformed paw, he wish his sister would tell him the cat that put that fear into her. but he would let it be till she came to him.

"Speech."