And I Wonder If She Knows && Talonpaw

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  • Ferndapple was stupid. That was the only thing that would explain why she was waiting at Fourtrees, attempting to spy a certain blue tabby apprentice and try and speak with her. The small, skinny warrior was twitching her tail nervously, straining her neck to peer at the moor quietly as the hills rolled on and on, a shimmering ocean of green, white and heather, her heterochromatic eyes narrowed to try and spy a fish amongst the grass.


    But, Fern wasn't a Riverclan cat and Windclan cats weren't fish, so her trying to cluelessly peer at the expansive land was hopeless, but she still tried. Stupidly stupidly tried. She shuffled her little paws, one fawn and one black as she tried so hard to be patient, sure that perhaps the young cat would be hunting this far from camp-as unlikely and stupid of a hope-but she refused to move.


    TALONSTRIKE.


    "It's just like I lost my head" & TAGS

  • ✦ ✧ ✦ with all of the drama and tension that was consuming the WindClan camp, Talonpaw frequently found herself out on solo hunting trips or patrols as far away from the camp as she could get herself. she felt at odds with both her father and a few of her clanmates who also sided with Eaglespirit against the newcomers in the clan, because she did not want to pass judgement on these new cats without at least giving them a chance first. minty green eyes troubled, the lanky blue and white tabby she-cat trudged along through the tall grass, hardly doing anything to start tracking prey to hunt and bring back for her clanmates. knowing her luck, whatever she caught would just end up being the start of the next fight between the newcomers and those who sought to make it impossible for them to fully acclimate to their new clan. the thought made the young she-cat flatten her ears, grumbling slightly under her breath. her lineage was varied, hailing from a very purebred clan line and from a loner past. Talonpaw was a little disappointed that Eaglespirit and Flint had been so quick to cast judgement on the newcomers, given their loner past. had WindClan not accepted Eaglespirit and given him a chance, she would not exist.


    sighing slightly, Talonpaw cast her mint green gaze out across the moors, golden streaks blanketing the tall grass as the sun set. flicking her tail slightly, she allowed her mind to wander a bit more, reminiscing over the past few days. while all the fighting had been putting her in a gloomy mood for quite some time, there had been a few good things that had gone on in her life as well. she was close to earning her warrior name alongside her brother, Owlpaw, despite the death of her mentor not too long before. Frogleap had taught her more than she could have ever asked to know, and she was grateful for everything he had done for her when he had been alive. things in her life were beginning to make more sense. for example, she now knew the reason she had no interest in toms was not because she hadn't matured to be ready for a relationship yet but instead because she simply had no interest in toms. Talonpaw had yet to vocalize this publicly, but she figured it wouldn't come as much of a surprise to her father and her littermates. Sunpaw, one of her best friends, had made her heart flutter a little bit, but there was another cat. at the last gathering, her minty green gaze had come to rest on a ThunderClan warrior, but they had only exchanged a few words before she had been whisked away by her littermate to meet one of his apprentice friends from another clan.


    the feeling she had gotten from Sunpaw was nothing compared to what she had felt after seeing this other she-cat. part of her resented herself for running off with her brother instead of spending more time with the ThunderClanner, but that was just the reality of it. it was no wonder that a chill ran down her spine, then, as she finally tasted the air and her scent flooded her senses. excitement flooding through her, the apprentice picked up her pace, dashing off in the direction of Fourtrees. it was a short distance to travel, but as she arrived, she stopped quickly, eyes scanning the hollow for the familiar face. feeling the skin under her thick fur burning up as her gaze rested on Ferndapple, she shuffled her paws slightly, before walking down into the clearing. blinking a few times, she looked the warrior up and down, her eyes wide and nervous for a few seconds before they were flooded with warmth, a goofy smile replacing her shocked expression.


    "looking for rabbits? you won't have much luck down here in this hollow," she joked lightly, offering the other she-cat another smile before sitting down awkwardly.

  • Well, there sure was movement. The apprentice. The Windclan apprentice was walking toward her and she couldn't stop the hopeful, glee-filled smile that covered her face as she approached.


    I'm so going to die if anyone finds out, and that was Fern's last normal thought as the apprentice spoke. And it felt like small butterflies soared through her before embarrassment. Hunting rabbits? Oh boy, no.


    "I-I wasn't looking for rabbits. I mean, I-I wouldn't deny I would of caught one if-if it came over here, but I wasn't going to catch one," She babbled, her ears pressing against her head as her fur flooded with warmth and glanced down at her paws, the sore pads swollen still but the springy grass felt nice on them. It relaxed them, causing her to relax in turn even slightly. She felt kinda stupid but she wanted to fill the silence with words, get to know the cat across from her but, she seemed shier than even Fern.


    "I-I'm Ferndapple. I saw you at the gathering and didn't get a chance to speak to you, I believe," The mottled cat explained, offering a small smile as she flicked her tail. She silently wished she could cuff herself over the ear, cursing her stupid anxiety.


    "It's just like I lost my head" & TAGS