thing wrote:Slateslide welcomes Avalanchepaw, the newest apprentice.. and the first, of RippleClan. "
Welcome to RippleClan territory, newbie." he meowed, then went towards Rhubarbwhistle in a desperate beeline. "
We've got a new cat?" Asked Rhubabrbwhistle, who scurried sideways in an effort to dodge Slateslide's somewhat-fatherly attempt at trying to get her to agree. Slateslide seemed to admire Avalanchepaw as he didn't whiff even a sullen scowl at her, but he wasn't so sure what to do with Avalanchepaw. The apprentice was a pretty brown tortie, but her fur was mostly white and she had aqua-blue eyes with a squished-in nose. It was subtly pretty, despite that. As Pertelswoop approached the molly fairly quickly; unhesitant to approve of a cat of her age group. (Besides Harrowbranch, she guessed.)
Harrowbranch seemed approving of Pertelswoop's advances, but he was pretty sure Pertelswoop needed to find a better love than he, for he.. was pretty much desperate fo Slateslide's affections, which he didn't expect to recieve. Surely, the sleek tom would fall pettily towards the gorgeous Beetlestar.. but the young tom digressed, that perhaps he should just ignore the fact that that's happening after all and pretend he was interested in Avalanchepaw's newcoming. "
Welcome, Avalanchepaw, to RippleClan. I'll give you a warm welcome." Avalanchepaw seemed disinterested in the forward approach of friendship, but the cold she-cat looked ascance for the time being. Harrowbranch felt the tension grow, but abandoned it before it matured into a wedge into their future relationship, and backed off. Pertelswoop was next up to woo her as her first friend; an ongoing battle. "
Hello, my name is Avalanchepaw. I was a loner wandering around the streets of the 'Twolegplace' you mentioned. My brother is still out there, but he may be around somewhere near your territory." she meowed. Pertelswoop swooned at the charisma of the young molly. "
Hey, I'm P-pertelswoop! Would you like to be friends with me..?" with no reluctance, Avalanchepaw agreed, looking as the young warrior fit the qualities of an ideal friend. "
Momma, can I see the new cat?!" Hickorykit's pained screech was heard, and Hazelwish snuck her head out of the badger den to see the situation.
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Why not. Go greet the new apprentice- our first." she smiled. Hickorykit's face went from happy to sad. "
'Daww. I wanted to be the first apprentice of RippleClan, so I could be the first one to go through the ceremony! I've been cheated, mom!" he panted, but his mother rolled his eyes and ushered his small fanny all the way over to Avalanchepaw, who didn't seem all too excited to see him, after what he said. Before Hickorykit could formally introduce himself, Oakhollow walked towards him, happy that his son finally had gone out of the nursery for the first time. "
Welcome to the outside wold- How's my boy?" Oakhollow cut in between Hickorykit's interaction, which the small tyke began to ruthlessly bash about for. "
Dad, no!" he screeched, causing the deputy to struggled back in confusion. "
You're going to talk to her?" he looked back, and noticed Hazelwish's annoyed groan, and forward, to see Avalanchepaw impatiently wating.
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Gee, Oakhollow. That was very mindful of you.." Hazelwish sarcastically mewed, laughing in the proccess. "
Come on.. Oakhollow, don't ruin this chance for your own son..!" Pertelswoop stepped in, and pulled apart the confused deputy, looking quizzical as the time when he saw the sun for the first time.
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Regardless, Rhubarbwhistle, I am not afraid." Slateslide concurred. "
Charmed to see you've finally broken out of that non-speaking, icy-cold persona, pops." Rhubarbwhistle broke character to comment. The cold tom sneered, but he didn't fret at the words of the young molly, who he brushed off, huffing as he did so. Harrowbranch narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a bit of temper when he saw someone else interacting with.. with.. his
love. Yes, Harrowbranch did love Slateslide. He.. he didn't know how he would pull it off. Wasn't it so obvious, that the sleek-furred tom's affections belonged soley to the smooth-skinned Beetlestar? Her pale face and hazel eyes, her beauty could never be outshined by someone like Harrowbranch. He didn't look bad himself (considering Pertelswoop seemed to take some fancy on him for the past few moons and was constantly dropping hints [yet she wasn't brave enough to totally try and secure him for herself. Not that he would comply.. but he probably would end up giving her the title as his 'first "love" and mate' despite his first love being Slateslide.. which brings up the question if he actually liked the tom at all.]), but
his beauty was butch. Masculine. Slateslide wasn't.. into something like that, or as a fair assumption. But Harrowbranch was quite certain that he would have to let out his feelings or be stuck in a nonsensical trance of regret.
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Slateslide.. I need to speak to you now." he answered, eyes shining with determination. The tom shrieked a tiny bit when he did, as Slateslide was still speaking to Rhubarbwhistle. "
Oh, uh, alright. Excuse me." the valiant molly squeezed past the two toms, as the older one sighed. "
Rh- Rhu-!" he pleaded out, but the warrior stumbled as he reached for the leaving she-cat. Petty as he appeared, it didn't take him long to get him back to that normal, unspoken, heavy state. Before starting to speak, he sighed; a gnarly, unsatisfied sigh. "
... yes?" he dragged Harrowbranch's patience along, as his eyes drooped. "
... go on.." he continued, as the light gray tomcat began preparing himself for a confession. It was dire and it was like a squirrel trying to stuff itself into a anthill but failing miserably. A grueling, painful sight. As if that same squirrel was also being bitten by the ants while he squealed in hysteria as it flopped around, dying on the same anthill it yearned to enter. Despite it also not having any reason to do so.
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Harrowbranch?" Slateslide cringed, trying to back away from his blank green eyes. The jaded orbs shone through a layer of clairvoyant depression that was aimed towards the taller male, but he just bit his own lip to snap out of it. "
..Yes. I just needed to say something as a final frontier. I suggest we speak in private." he spoke, quite in a stoic manner.
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Hey!!" Eelkit's voice sloshed out of the nursery, her kittenish peep startling the both of them. Beetlestar came from behind, tapping Slateslide on the shoulder. Reaching up to his ear, the leader whispered a few words before parting with it. "
... so we must have a quick talk.." her way of speech frightened Harrowbranch. He said nothing, contrary to his desires. "
I was speaking to.." a power struggle ensued between the leader and the kniving warrior, both sides trying to pull back one's attention. "
Uh, it's very important, you see." Beetlestar's genuine smile turned into a faked, manfactured one. As such as her face metamorphasised whenever she was around Slateslide or was angry. Because she was, indeed, hopping mad. "
No, actually, we were chatting, Beetlestar." Harrowbranch slid in, Slateslide's grin widening from ear to ear as the leader began to sweat. "
Deputy Oakhollow, please come here." Beetlestar insisted quite dourly, as seeing as the two's relationship was now beyond repair and any interaction she had with him was strictly professional. Oakhollow's fatherly pride shook itself off, soon being replaced by Beetlestar's seriousness. He was merely trying to help the situation, but not step in too much; it was quite obvious that he was unamused. "
Now, now, y'all, you may not know this here situation much, but we need 'im for some matters. It's impor'nt', you see." he tried to pull his friend, but Slateslide refused to budge. "
I won't." he adamantly proclaimed.
Before Beetlestar could beat the everliving life out of Slateslide, a few cats began gathering in the sidelines, most notably; the newest friendship in RippleClan, Pertelswoop and Avalanchepaw. With no digression from whatever they were talking about before, Pertelswoop seemed to be turning for the worse. "
What's the fuss here about? Per-Pertelswoop! Wait up!" Avalanchepaw's figure was seen not far away, when the older fae began charging at the gathering of most of her Clan. She seemed to have a glaring force behind her actions, and then she interrupted the conversation.
Despite the rudely interrupted conversation being unable to be resumed, the leader retained her forced smile. She wasn't angry at them, to be honest, but Beetlestar couldn't help but keep her madness away from even the purest souls of the Clan. "
Why, Pertelswoop and Avalanchepaw, what brings you here? Avalanchepaw, do you have a question about who will mentor you?" Slateslide practically sighed as Oakhollow jabbed him hard on the side, resulting in a pained growl from the reluctant warrior. "
Excus-se me, B-beetlestar, but I really.. really have to slide in and borrow Harrowbranch for the moment." Pertelswoop meowed. "
You can do that." the leader shrugged. "
Yeh, we're just tryin' to 'suade Slateslide here to get talkin' wit us, Harrowbranch is just overstayin' his welc'm." Oakhollow rolled his eyes uncharacteristically passive-aggressive. "
Where's that moral-lovin' side of yours?" he asked, pallidly scraping the dirt for the 'good' side of his quiet and strange friend. Slateslide had mellowed down after sorta claiming Rhubarbwhistle as his 'daughter-for-now', but it was sorta awkward now that he thought of it.
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I'm awfully sorry, but I need to speak to Slateslide." Harrowbranch broke the silence to argue. This was his only chance; he would lose his faith in himself if he did it any other time. It was sort of to do it before he regretted everything. In this malevolent tug-of-war for different cats for different reasons, nobody drew victorious.
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Yeah, yeah. Ugh, Pertelswoop, let's scram." Avalanchepaw's unbiding sass began to show, and both Slateslide and Harrowbranch knew Avalanchepaw was swearing a crux on the both of them or something. Beetlestar and Oakhollow were excused for the leader had done nothing to bind Pertelswoop into this state and Oakhollow, as per Pertelswoop's explaination, was like a father to her. The half-faced molly; as the black in her tortoiseshell pelt showed, gave her the menancing look of a killer. "
Pertelswoop..?" she questioned. "
No, Avalanchepaw. I think.. I need to say it right now or I think I'll regret it all over again. And I don't want to feel that way anymore, y-you know..!" the lithe she trembled as tears began forming in her eyes. Harrowbranch lifted one brow. Slateslide, on the other hand, began fidgetting uncomfortably.
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And I agree. You can say it, Pertelswoop.." Slateslide nodded at Harrowbranch. He felt surprisingly heartbroken. Pertelswoop's words were clearly predicted in Harrowbranch's head, immediately. '
Oh, Harrowbranch, I love you so much! I wanted to confess this from the very beginning and I wasn't s-sure if you were going to accept it, but-but I really, truly have loved you from the very beginning! I'm so sorry-' and his own reply; '
I.. wow.. Pertelswoop, I didn't know how you felt. I.. I.. I thought when you said that before it was just a joke! I love you, too!' or the honest answer; '
... Pertelswoop.. I know this is difficult to accept, but I'm in love with someone else.' Her two replies that branch out from that, as well- '
But why?' or '
Is it Rhubarbwhistle?' .. It would be strange for her to consider that, but seeing as even Pertelswoop knew of Slateslide and Beetlestar and herself was out of the question.. (not to mention the newcomer and Hazelwish), it would be hard for her to imagine the tom of her dreams to be like this.
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I just think we need to have this conversation..!" the tear-misty eyes of the poor girl were bubbling with regret. She didn't seem at ease about talking at all. Beetlestar increasingly grew annoyed. Besides the point, Slateslide was still urging on Pertelswoop to talk. "
Go on." he gently smiled. Wait, now, he was all for Pertelswoop? No, no. The stalling went on and on and on, and all the cats on the scene began feeling the urge to vomit. "
Please, let's just go to the river and play with the pebbles or something nasty like that." Avalanchepaw began flustering over the she-cat's delayed words and her trembling lip, just
begging to let out the contents inside.
More push and pull later, none of the cats were having it.
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Why are you (
both being so difficult) (
all doing this)?!" Beetlestar's was aimed at both. The difference is that Harrowbranch's words were thrown for Slateslide.
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Because I love you!" both Slateslide's and Pertelswoop's voices rang out, as Slateslide ran one direction and Pertelswoop the other. Beetlestar's face grew a deep, roaring crimson, while Harrowbranch's stomach dropped. Who was that confession for? Oakhollow stared blankly, as if he had an epiphany. Pertelswoop's confession was for him, but Slateslide's.. was it for Beetlestar like he apted? A swooning Beetlestar soon retracted into a serious face. "
I.. didn't need to hear that." the glee within her turned into disappointment. "
You weren't meant for me. You were meant for.. Haz-." She shot her head up. Oakhollow had been listening, after all. "
Nothing...!" she seemed to be brimming with guilt. Oakhollow tilted his orange head, but was too caught up with the two warriors' screams that he didn't seem to care nor notice.
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Ith thomething wrong out here?" Smokekite's ruggedy figure appeared from the bushes, as he had travelled to get to them. The gray toms looked at each other, before the elderly one approached him. Harrowbranch didn't feel unnerved, but he was in some discomfort. After all, this was a make-or-break situation. Meeting the parents..? Instead of speaking, Smokekite glared at the much tonal tom with a stink-eye. A swift flick of his tail, Smokekite began licking his own paw, savoring the tranquility. "
I thought I heard my thon." with that
lisp of his, the baggy-eyed elder sneered at the trio of cats, sniffing.
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I smelt foxes.. but it was stale. I think the problem can be solved later as this whole area smells of badger-dung anyway."
Beetlestar goes to ask for another warrior.
Harrowbranch needs to make a decision. To either live falsey for Pertelswoop's sake or to be utterly embarassed for the rest of his life after talking to Slateslide?
(It's my wish that you choose for him)
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