BlazingpawBlazingpaw stiffened, his jaw going taut and his bright russet-colored spotted tabby fur starting to bristle. "Wh..." He gaped. "Uh.. nope. Nope." He stood and turned on his heel, marching over to the apprentice's den. "Get up, you pathetic lump of fur and scars." He jabbed Cinderpaw's side harshly. "Go in there and take care of that horrifying, horrifying mangly creature." the rather small apprentice croaked; His voice was creaky and harsh. "It doesn't matter why!" Blazingpaw spat, turning on his heel and scrambling out of camp, his face dark.
{ i think i'll just be Cinderpaw until further notice. Fallen, or .silverchains., doesn't appear want to post here.

}
CinderpawCinderpaw yawned, the pale, dull blue-tainted silvery she-cat stirring awake. "What is it, Blazingpaw?" She muttered. Take care of a kit? "What? Why?" She stood, shaking out her faint baby blue tinged, moon-silver spotted tabby fur, blinking her bright snow-blue eyes, towering over her brother. "Yeesh. Okay." The scar-faced apprentice mumbled as he stormed off. Cinderpaw bumbled over to the medicine cat's den. "Hey, little thing. What's wrong with you, holy starclan?" She gaped at the sprawled-out, blushing Shimmerkit.
{ hmm... it depends. you may have to ask Scei and .galaxy. about it. with whom? }