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track! will apply for coyoteflight soon!
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-----> Salmonkit didn't quite believe in bad moods. He only understood that some people needed hugs NOW and some needed hugs maybe a little later. Whitepaw struck Sal as a little bit of both. " G'morning Whitepaw! " Sal would chirp, seemingly appearing out of nowhere right behind the older male. Sal was also very notorious for his quiet steps. " How're you today? Are you going on a patrol? Going to train? Can I come? "
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-----> Salmonkit looked up at the apperence of a mangled face. He hesitated a moment, but easily he pushed aside his lizard brain and grinned warmly at the molly. He hadn't known her very well before her accident, but Sal wasn't one to let appearances decide his first impressions. Don't judge books and all that! "
Yes please! " he chirped, nudging forward half his bounty to the female, " I was thinking I'd drop some off for the queens and elders, Though I hope they don't mind I feel on most of it," he snickered sheepishly, before looking back up at the molly, " Your Dogpaw, right? It's nice to finally get the time to meet you!" he said enthusiastically, ever joyful to better get to know his clan-mates.
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cHECK
Salmonpaw is also a handy dandy athiest ;3
kiddos can bond over their lack of belief in heaven yess and also their deadly curiosity (they...they should sneak out of camp ;3)
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-----> Salmonpaw hadn't been born during the whole scorchedface and dovestrike fiasco. Still, much like his stand-in mother, he believed full-heartedly in second chances. Appearing behind Vixensong, the boy smiled warmly at the strange male. Though he looked almost exactly like blaze, so for a moment he wondered if the molly had switched genders overnight. But then Blaze herself appeared, and sal was left blinking in astonishment.
He decided to stay quiet, letting the adults talk. he was happy to see Vixen so happy, though.
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-----> Think of the devil, and he shall appear!
Salmonpaw eagerly did just that - seemingly popping out of thin air behind Beelight with a chirp, " Hiyah Beelight! " The boy had spotted the blye tom heading for the camp entrance looking terribly torn. Worried, Sal had went over to talk to him just as Bee walked his baby steps and looked so much more relieved. Sal didn't quite undertsand the change of mood, but he was glad Bee didn't look so frazzled! " Are you planning on going out? " he asked, coughing lightly into his paw, " 'Cus if you are, can I come? I mean - I know i'm a bit slow with my leg still healing a bit but please? Stonewhisper has been taken out on patrols all day and I have nothing to do, " he pouted. Honestly he just really didn't want to do anymore chores. He'd thought being an apprentice meant he'd get to go outside of camp - this time without getting into trouble! - but so far he was even MORE under house-arrest!
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-----> Salmonpaw appeared just behind Shellpaw, chestnut eyes wide. Coughing lightly into his paws from surprise, he looked at Shellpaw, then back at Tangynectar. What to do? " U-um, maybe we should get her some water? " he suggested, wishing he knew more. Times like these really made him wonder if training to be a med cat apprentice was really so bad. Ah - he wished Nettlepaw was here! HE'D know what to do!
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-----> Salmonpaw didn't quite understand all the hate towards housecats. I mean, if Sycamorekit was any reference, if a kitty-pet wanted to join they could make just as great a warrior as anyone else. So, when Salmonpaw was next to appear, he only harbored exitement for the newly joining molly. Though he waited for the older apprentices to finish talking, he was quick to hop over as soon as the talk was concluded and Astral was allowed into Riverclan. " Hi there! I'm Salmonpaw, " he chuckled, pausing to turn his head away to cough before returning to beaming at the female, " Are you hurt? You can lean on my if you are, I don't mind, "he said, coming to her side and offering his shoulder. Though his own leg was still refusing to properly heal, the pain was subsiding and he could finally put a little more weight on it. So the injury wasn't obvious and he could help Astral if she needed it.
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-----> " I could come aswell! " Salmonpaw chimed, eager to join in any adventure that entailed going outside of camp.Trotting over, Sal would bow politely to the two before saying, " I have to collect some moss for the elder's bedding, so I could do that while also making sure no one hurts Tangynectar! " puffing out his chest and fluffing up his coat to look bigger, he joked, " Ill protect you and your kits with my life! " before he chuckled. Coughing a bit, he wiped his nose and smiled, " So can I come, please? "
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-----> Salmonkit wasn't really big on gossip, so he hadn't heard all the rumors about Whitepaw being a known jerk through the clan. Heck, even if he did that wouldn't have stopped the cheerful male! When Whitepaw gave him a very obviously fake, yet toothy smile, Salmonkit chirped, " woah - I like your teeth! " They were far more pointed than most feline's. almost like a shark! How cool! Touching a paw to his own incisors, he let out a breath of dissapointment, before coughing into his paw.
His ears snapped up, impressed by how quickly Whitepaw answered his questions. He was surely very smart! But before Sal could say anything as the tom walked away, he suddenly turned.
Chestnut eyes sparking with joy, Sal exclaimed, I promise! " before bounding after the other. though his hind leg still hurt putting a lot of pressure on, Sal wasn't about to lose his chance and loped alongside the other male. I've never hunted fish before. Is it hard? Are they really as slippery as the water itself? Do they taste different when they're still alive? Are there really some fish with sharp teeth that eat cats?"
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-----> Sal winced a bit as his isster charged forward to respond for him. Coughing awkwardly, he butted his head warmly into her shoulder before looking at Vixen. " Rootlegs is doing a great job, and it's slowly getting better though it's still really sore.. " Sal looked sideways at his leg, slightly sad. Root said it was healing normally just...really slow. It felt to Sal like there was a massive bruise under his skin, in his muscles. It sucked, but he was glad Root was around to help him.
Looking back at Vix as she began to stream apologies, he quickly shook his head - though the act made him a bit dizzy. Placing his paw on hers, he said, " It's ok vixen, we know you meant well! " he said quickly, not wanting the female to feel bad for caring. Though he said nothing about the frostbloom thing. He knew she wasn't replacing her, but he also knew that Vixen wanted more of a son out of Sal. It probably would've made her feel better had Sal jumped in her defense and called her mom and told Root and Kestrel off for insinuating they were anything but...Still, none of that would be true. He cared for Vix, and appreciated her attention...but she wasn't Frostbloom. She wasn't mom.
Still, her words washed over Sal like a warm wave. He wrapped his paw around Shellkit, warmly pulling her into a hug as Vix complimented that fiery spark of hers. Yeah, he was pretty blessed to have her. He had to blink back a light sting in his eyes when she mentioned shouting their names during the apprentice ceremony. " Thanks vixen " he said, touched.
Looking at Shellkit, then back at Vix, he'd nod, " I could use some fresh air! "
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Sobbing track I’ll respond soon
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-----> Sal looked worriedly between glade and tangy. She...wasn’t going to die, was she? Looking at the babies wiggling at her tummy, Sal sudden felt a piercing jolt of terror. Those kits...those kits might have to grow up without a mom...
Terrified, Salmonpaw bounded off to collect some soaked moss. Occasionally he stumbled, dizzy.
Eventually he returned, panting through the moss. Placing it at Tangy’s feet, he turned away to cough a few times into his paw, before choking out between breaths, “I’ll go find food!” And stumbling away.
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-----> One of the bummers with becoming an apprentice was that Sal wasn’t able to spend time with his friends anymore. He rather missed his old denmates, but he comforted himself knowing they would be joining him soon in the apprentices den. But that didn’t stop him from finding any excuse to peek into the nursery to visit some friends!
What’s that? " Sal asked curiously, peeking into the den after hearing his friend’s statement.
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-----> Appearing next, Salmonpaw laughed delightedly as he pounced on frog after frog. And Stormwhisper told me prey never catches itself! " he giggled, just before a frog slammed into his face. Tumbling backwards, Salmonpaw laughed all the while - occasionally coughing from the surprise. Wiping his runny nose, the boy slammed his paw on a frog then another. “ I bet these’ll taste awesome! "
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-----> Salmonpaw would!
Smiling warmly the male made his way over to the mottled girl, curious about her existence. He’d never seen her before today, after all. Perhaps she had just been born? Nah she was too old and there wasn’t any news about a queen giving birth. So was she joining? But where was her mom? Was she an orphan? Oh cool then they had something in common right off the bat!
Hi there " he said as he came over, My names Salmonpaw! Welcome to riverclan- are you waiting for someone? "
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-----> And again, Sal let out am impressed breath as Whitepaw displayed his teeth. So cool...He was surely going to be a great hunter! He bobbed his head with everything Whitepaw said, scurrying to keep in pace. He’d perk his tufted ears at the mention of not being able to see color. Looking sideways at him he asked, “ Can’t see color? Are you blind? " he’d never heard of someone being unable to see color. Craning his neck to look at his own fiery pelt, then at the beautiful greens and browns of the forest and gasped. He couldn’t imagine a world where he couldn’t see color! And yet, Whitepaw mentioned it so nonchalantly. Chestnut eyes glowed with adoration, amazed by how utterly COOL this older boy was.
“ how do you catch them if they’re really slippery? Do they taste like water when you bite the slippery parts? Are fish lighter or heavier then when they’re dead? Do they fight back when you catch them? What’s the biggest size fish you’ve ever caught? " sucking in a breath after streaming out all those questions, he turned away briefly to cough into his paw.
What did he think? He took a moment to consider. “ I think it could be possible, since there are huge birds that can attack us just like there are prey birds...but I don’t think I could believe it unless I see it " he said nodding at his answer.
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-----> Salmonkit always dreamed about the day he could be an apprentice. When he'd stand atop the meeting place and touch noses with his mentor before being whisked off to a whole new world where all his questions would be answered and he'd learn his clan's territory better than the back of his paw! Of course, a lot of things hadn't turned out as he'd planned. His mom wasn't around anymore to proudly send him off. His brother was still bearing the scars of his time as a prisoner and didn't barrel into his own ceremony like he would've. Salmonpaw also didn't think he'd be limping slightly because of stubborn injury to his leg that refused to heal quickly.
But over all, though these things were by no means small, they didn't impede his joy. Limp or not, he made it. Swiftpaw was hurt, but he made it. And Frostbloom...well, here or not, he'd still make her proud.
However, what was not ok, was what came after the ceremony.
When everything was supposed to be new and exiting. When he was supposed to head into the forest and train with Stormwhisper. When he was supposed to wrestle with his sister and babble all day long with his brother the new knowledge he'd learned. When he was supposed to hang out with Heronkit and his friends, or talk to Whitepaw and Dogpaw about training advice.
There were so many things he wanted to do.
He'd been so exited.
So why?
Why did this have to happen?
Salmonpaw let out a choking breath, collapsing to the ground as the world spun. He was hot - really, really hot - and yet his body quaked with violent shakes. It had seemingly come out of nowhere, this pain. However, that was not entirely the case : Ever since the fox attack, it'd festered. Growing within him like a parasite - a deadly promise.
The fox bite that had taken so long to heal? It was infected. In a matter of days it had spread through his veins that had refused to clot and protect him. The common cold had hit him and hit him hard.
Waking up that morning, Salmonpaw had just thought it was a particularly warm day. So he went out with a patrol to go fishing.
His leg cramped up and he was forced to go home.
Then he felt unusually heavy and took a nap.
Upon waking up, despite it being late afternoon, the heat under his skin blazed hotter.
But he'd tried.
He'd tried so hard to ignore it.
But the stumbling, the coughing, the running nose and the agony in his gut refused to be ignored.
So we come upon the poor boy, writhing just outside the apprentice's den. Gasping for a single breath that didn't end in heaving coughs. His bitten leg was swollen and dark beneath his fur. His nose and eyes streamed as his body tried it's best to push out what ever it was that was ailing him.
But things never turned out that simple, did it?
SWIFTCURRENTS
Shellpaw
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name - Coyoteflight
age - 22 Moons
gender - male
sexuality Heterosexual
rank - Riverclan warrior
appearance - brown ticked tabby with white paws and golden eyes
personality - friendly, jokester, lazy, cowardly, follower, dishonest, playful, quick-witted, self reliant, savvy
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-----> Salmonpaw blinked through watery eyes, trying to see the cats hovering over him. He wanted to tell them that he was fine - he'd had this cough for a while, it couldn't be worse than a cold - but all he could respond with was a fit of throat-tearing coughs. Panting, he struggled to figure out where he was on this spinning earth. He could barely think straight. He wondered where Shellkit- paw? was - and his brother, and his mom. Where was Frostbloom? Where was she?
Spitting out something warm and scarlet, the former kitten let out a pitiful whine.
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