Posts by Harborpaw.

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    Wow.. creepy guys talking and laughing and then like, not talking? What was this? A bewildered expression on her maw, Harborpaw kept her distance, deciding just to watch and see if these lunatics wanted to do anything else as crazy as they were now.

    Harborpaw approached, since she had wanted to stalk Feferi because of her odd name. She could be like, a spy or something. She didn't trust many people, if she had to make it more obvious. She kept a straight face and warily approached beside the femme, keeping her mistmatched gaze on her. "Hmm.." She grunted in some sort of a greeting.

    Harborpaw rather liked RiverClan. She was left alone most of the time, which she enjoyed, but the occasional conversation was cool too. She messed around with some grass, chin down in the marshy muddy terrain. She cupped her paws around a beetle, blowing a little as it frantically raced around in the trap. She giggled, and sneezed when it climbed up on her nose. "Eww, beetle snot," She grunted, sticking her tongue out at the silver little insect. She was pretty bored without a mentor.

    This was like, the apprentice party. Offering a weak smile to the little group, she kept her gaze low to the ground. "Hi.. um, I'm Harborpaw.." She murmured to Paperpaw, skulking over and back to show her submissiveness. "I'm good, but bored.. most of the time.. what's up with you guys?"

    "I-i-if you have such a problem wi-with how he runs things.." Harborpaw spoke extremely quietly and nervously, nearly shaking in her fur. No, no. Now she started her sentence.. god, did she have to finish it? Nostrils flared, she gingerly opened her mouth to say, "Wh-why are.. you.. still.. h-h-here.."

    "Well.. that's a dumb reason.. I mean.. sorry, but-but, like, if you just despise him so much, why don't you, instead of sitting around and gossiping and complaining and-and-and stuff, like, take a stand and stuff. And it wasn't his fault he had to d-demote you guys, though I admit.. it was pretty, like, unex-ex-expected, plus like, just because you're more active then him doesn't mean anything. He is a leader, it'd be weird if a leader was popping up everywhere. Like, you don't th-think a leader would be ubiquitous because like.. they have lots of stuff t-to do.. and if you guys were dilatory in your work, then-then maybe you should have just gotten a larger probation. BUT it's not up to me, not up to you, i-it was up to him, and let's end the discussion s-s-s-so like.. nothing else happens.. kay?" Harborpaw rambled with a nervous gulp. These guys were exasperating in her opinion, so fastidious.

    "Jesus! You drowned? Holy.. well, that's a pretty good reason, actually." Harborpaw said, taking her paws out of the water immediately. Hopefully, when she got a good mentor, she'd be able to swim. Then maybe she could teach Lucy how to swim and get over her fears. "So.. oh.. congrats on the promotion. I don't know those two ladies who had the position before you, but they seemed pretty mad.. it was weird.."

    "Wow. You guys really patronize these two. You guys should start a whole new clan called BrambleandwitheredClan." Harborpaw joked awkwardly, trying to break the tense air around this conversation. No drama llamas, kay? That just ruined stuff. "ANYWAYS how about we talk about nice stuff, like the grass, and the bugs, and the.. the.. other nice stuff."

    Her story made the apprentice frown, but she wiped it off at the Court Healer's next statement. "I hope so.. I don't get why people do that kind of stuff. Get mad, it's like, pointless.. a-anyways, so, I'm bored now. No offense, of course! Do you wanna walk around or.. or something? I know some really cool places to go to."

    "Yeah, you're right," Harbor said with a small shrug. She still felt confused about the subject. She gave a nod then and got up, padding away and expected the femme to follow. "I was born and raised here.. I just never got out much, but I mean, that's probably because.. eh.. I'm lazy.. and I was really shy. I'm still shy, I guess? But not as much.." She started talking for no reason, just to pass the time until they approached their destination. It'd be nice to get to know the Court Healer more, since she was going to be the sort of go-to for any illnesses or small injuries. Anyone could heal, which made her happy, since she liked to mess around with herbs once and a while. "Where were you born? Here?"

    "That sucks.. I was just a normal kid, here, y'know. I had a mom, dad, two older brothers, they're around, I guess. I never really see 'em anymore.." She murmured with a half-frown. She kept walking silent for a while, then approached at a small, calmer bank, clear as the skies above, and full of fish. It was a lot, but it wasn't that she was really all happy about, it was the bush behind it. "Follow," Harborpaw said, facing the she-cat with a devious grin before backing into the bush and whipping around. It was a small cave, with lots of odd, sparkly plants and rocks littered around the place. It was really pretty, and it had an almost spiritual feel to it. She enjoyed this place, it was where she cleared her head of bad thoughts and just let the area soothe her into sleeping, since she rarely slept in the apprentice's den.

    Harborpaw had tried to ignore what Bramblemask had said, but when it was brought up again, she couldn't help but agree. She had thought maybe capturing, but it did sound like she was going to kill Photostar. Backing up next to Arigold, she looked to the older tom and whispered, "This is scary.."