by Maplejay » Wed Oct 02, 2019 3:21 pm
𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑝𝑎𝑤
i. tom ii. med cat app iii. homosexual iv. location: breezeclan camp v. tags: swiftpaw
the small tom was awoken by a sharp shiver down his spine. it was early morning, and it was freezing. the season was changing, and leaf-bare was getting closer... worry pooled in moonpaw's heart as the dark grey tom stretched his limbs, rising from his nest. moonpaw was always petite, but he was noticeably getting thinner. some of it was that he didn't get as much opportunity to build muscle as the normal apprentices. mostly, though, prey was scarce. very, very scarce. the lack of prey was taking a toll on him, much like the rest of the clan. the tom exited the den and lingered in camp, trying to not look at the mostly empty fresh kill pile. he was doing his best to stay positive, as always. he tried to not think about the clan's starvation or the rogues who he deeply feared. it was better to look on the bright side.
moonpaw noticed swiftpaw, a familiar face, and approached him. "good morning, swiftpaw, how are you?" the grey tom greeted confidently, his gaze settling on the fellow apprentice. he had a feeling he knew what the answer would be, but he would check anyways.
𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑛
i. molly ii. fighter iii. heterosexual iv. location: rogue camp v. tags: open, chaos [m]
it had been a few moons since robin's brother, sparrow, had been brutally murdered by chaos. the she-cat's calm and cold demeanor would reflect that she was long over the death of sparrow - apathetic, even. but this assumption was wrong. robin's heart had shattered when she watched her brother's life drain out of his body, his blood soaking chaos's fur. that day, she realized she had a heart in the first place. and ever since that day, robin had been thinking... and mourning her brother ... and reflecting on the group of rogues she was living with. the calico molly was not satisfied, but nobody knew that. robin was vastly intelligent and knew how to act the complete opposite of how she was truly feeling. not an ounce of resentment showed when she interacted with chaos or any of the cats who had supported the killing of sparrow. she couldn't risk it.
on this particular morning she was laying in camp, grooming her calico coat, ears flicked back and relaxed.
𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
i. tom ii. warrior iii. pansexual iv. location: breezeclan territory v. tags: open
hunting. rapidlight was always hunting. it kept his mind off the wellbeing of his mate, silver. it was ironic, really, that the tom was always so worried about her when he was the one in the clan constantly being terrorized and practically starving. but afterall, it had been suspiciously long since he had seen her. a pit of angst formed in the tom's stomach at the thought of what could have happened to her. he had to keep his mind off her, so the tom was crouched in the moorland at the very beginning of the day. he was waiting for prey.