Posts by Otterfang

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    Psst guys join the Discord
    https://discord.gg/VkuuF
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    oops
    https://discord.gg/22R6HZW
    this one's permanent lol
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    Otterpaw was a bit jealous to see her cold older sister politely offering a mouse to Audenine; but more confused than envious, really. What had happened with the tom -- why was he just lying in camp like that? Why did Otterpaw's sister and leader seem to be pitying him so? As the brown-furred molly stalked closer, there was no scent of sickness, which would have explained this care from Foxdancer and Thrushstar; instead, however, Otterpaw did pick up a lingering trace of catnip. Things suddenly became clear -- and the apprentice did wonder how the stuff tasted, what it felt like to be under its influence. It sure looked peaceful.


    But Otterpaw, of course, would not make any attempt at learning such things in this moment; instead, she simply watched the three cats, anxiously shifting her paws as she tried to figure out what in StarClan she should be doing.
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    Yes!! Can you make?
    Also I'm sorry County but I totally missed your post omg ;-;
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    Otterpaw had barely recovered from her fall when a voice went off in her ear, leading her to jump in shock; eyes wide, haunches up, ears back, the molly nearly screamed. "F-f-f-f-fi-fiiine," Otterpaw said, trudging through the word with even more trouble than that which usually weighted on the apprentice's speech. Otterpaw winced as she tried to get to her paws -- her whole form shaking with cold as she did so -- and quickly slipped again, falling belly-first back into the puddle.


    "I-I-I-I-I--"


    Otterpaw stuttered, ears burning hot through the icy air, as she tried yet again to rise to her feet.


    "I-I, u-um, y-you-you c-could s-say, uh-um, s-say I-I'm j-just... ch-chilling."


    Oh, why had anyone taught her about puns?
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    Otterpaw. Eight moons old and hardly ever in camp. Eight moons old with the strength of a kitten. Eight moons old and undeniably trying.


    Her attacks grew to be perfect; perfect, if impure, altered, so strange and different. She knew how to fight and hunt with such undeniable grace through oddness; she ran and leaped into every movement, used her abnormal flexibility to make up for lack of brute strength. Otterpaw looked like she was dancing when she fought; twirling and jumping and dashing about with so much lightness, so much delicacy in her movements. SkyClan moved differently from the other clans, yes -- and Otterpaw moved more like SkyClan than any other cat. As she practiced outside camp each morning, never was there anger in her gaze; only cold, calculating determination, as she pounced and dived and ran.


    Otterpaw was born against the chance of brute strength; but she was determined, and she worked around it. Oh, stars, did she work around it. Otterpaw was undeniably trying -- trying harder than an apprentice was expected to try. And it was paying off.


    And there, under dapples of tree-filtered early-morning light, she tried; dancing about, claws flying at imaginary enemies.
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    Well, that was an odd find.


    Otterpaw had strayed from her morning patrol, following an odd scent; and there, by the border, it culminated in the form of a cute little kit. Otterpaw's heart melted; her jaw dropped; stomach twisted. "G-guys! Th-there's a k-kit-kitten here!" the chocolate molly called, before quickly dropping to her belly beside the little tabby, looking down on him with wonder-filled eyes and moving to cuddle up beside him; to keep him warm in the snow until the others came.


    The apprentice was rather motherly, yes; and these feelings swelled as she looked down on the helpless little creature, splotched with ginger and white. With a buzz of excitement, she noted that -- as the one to find this kitten -- she may get to name him; and the apprentice silently decided on Gingerkit. Of course, Otterpaw was far too young to truly adopt the little thing -- but she would make sure to visit him in the nursery, of course. Well, if he ended up belonging to SkyClan -- which he certainly would, seeing as he smelled of BloodClan, and there was no way in Hell that SkyClan would be returning him there.
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    Otterpaw's open to:
    - Romance
    - Friendships
    - A mentor (pls)
    - Basically anything


    Aaand closed to:
    - Being maimed/killed


    Plot away! <3
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    "B-b-but g-getting it w-wet will j-j-just g-g-get it c-colder," Otterpaw mumbled, instead shifting to gently, yet swiftly, rub her paws against the little bundle; warming the thing and perhaps drying it a bit as she moved. Otterpaw felt her paw-pads warming with the movement, and hoped that the kitten would feel it, too. And, as Tatteredpelt approached, she looked up from what she was doing -- continuing the motions despite the worrying behaviors of her clanmate.


    When the warrior made his demand, Otterpaw muttered a "Y-yes, sir!" and quickly plucked up the kitten by its little scruff, that warm-and-fuzzy motherly feeling inside her heart growing as she trotted after the others with the baby hanging from her maw. A little meekly, her ears burning, the molly then called after Wasppaw, voice muffled by fur and flesh: "G-Gingerkit. T-tell th-them his n-name's G-Gingerkit."


    A selfish addition, sure; but Otterpaw thought that, perhaps, a name might make this ordeal a little easier. "Gingerkit" was easier to say than "that kit we just found."
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    ABSOLUTELY :0


    Yesss, she'd probably act like his Mom Friend(TM) because of all that lmao. Do you want a thread?
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    Could you? :'D
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    Otterpaw's training sessions tended to end only when she was A) caught or B) in too much pain to continue; and, in this case, it was the former. As Otterpaw spun to slash an "enemy" across their eyes, she came face-to-face with Wasppaw; the apprentice did not stop herself, such reflexes not coming so well to the molly, but did manage to sheath her claws and stagger back a bit before accidentally hitting the tom. "S-s-sorry!" Otterpaw said, her cheeks and ears burning hot with embarrassment as she spoke; and the chocolate-furred she-cat knew not what else to say to her clanmate, but instead shuffled backwards, hoping to disappear into the shadows or somesuch unlikely thing.
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    Otterpaw had been carrying a rabbit to the nursery for the queens' eating; and she was about to turn tail and leave, before a familiar mess of orange and white fell before her.


    The brown-furred molly outright squealed, bouncing on her paws and nearly tearing up at the sight; that was her kit! The one she had found by the border! "Gingerkit! Oh my g-g-gosh, y-you've g-grown! Oh, uh, I-I-I d-don't kn-know i-i-if y-you r-re-remember m-me -- I-I'm Otterpaw!" she gently meowed, lowering her head to Gingerkit's height and holding a paw close to her chest.


    Otterpaw, of course, had regularly visited the nursery after Gingerkit's adoption; but it had been awhile, as Otterpaw had been busy with her training and patrols. Seeing the kitten out of the nursery was so nice; especially since he looked so healthy and bright, much different than when he was found, cold and wet on the border, sitting in the deep snow.
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    If anyone tells him he was BloodClan it'd probs be Otter, since she knows and they're buds?? Track :0
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    "Mhm! I-I named y-you, too, y-y-y'know. O-oh, I-I-I'm s-sure it h-hasn't b-been th-that long, b-but yeah -- a-a-and it is fun, b-but it's h-hard work, t-too!" Otterpaw said, grin growing larger as the kit spoke; and it was just a bit nice to hear that he, too, formed his words oddly, since Otterpaw and Stumpypaw were essentially alone together in their stuttered speech. "I-I'm s-sure you'll be the best. M-m-maybe I'll even b-be your mentor, if I can pass m-my t-tests and be-become a warrior in time," Otterpaw mused, looking into the distance as she silently calculated the time until Gingerkit would be an apprentice and Otterpaw herself would be a warrior. It could work out; after all, Ottie had been training her tail off to be the best hunter and fighter she could be.
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    "W-we'll see!" Otterpaw said, shrugging her shoulders and hoping that this hope would not end in disappointment; but Otterpaw was rather sure that, no matter the mentor that Gingerkit ended up with, he would just be happy to be an apprentice. That had been the case for Otterpaw; she had hoped to be apprenticed to a certain DarkClan warrior that she still fondly remembered, but was happy enough to get the mentor she had gotten. Well, not that she stayed in his tutelage long -- after all, Otterpaw had left to join SkyClan in the end. An interesting -- if off-topic -- train of thought, that was; but it was broken by a realization. Nobody had told Gingerkit that he was not truly the kit of a SkyClan queen, had they? That Otterpaw had found him on the border?


    Ah well -- Otterpaw was a little disappointed that her heroism went without notice from the rescued kitten, yes, but surely would not shatter the little kitten's reality. He could wait til he was older, surely.
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    Otterhazel
    Stumpyotter speaking of which if you could respond to our thread that'd be grand :'D
    Otterwasp ...would be pretty cute actually oml
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    Yes to both! Can you guys make?
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