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[SmokyOni]

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Moonpaw[☾] Fem [︽] n/a
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Moonpaw gave a confused and irritated smirk. “I just said- Mistfall is Firepaws dad.” She gave a glance at Firepaw and back. Moonpaw curiously watched behind her back, at the group that gathered a while ago by Dappleshade. She squinted, thinking. That’s really weird. What’s taking so long? Maybe she was thinking too critically again, but even if she was, shouldn't they have been headed back by now? The molly gave a huff, upsetted by the story. If it really had been Frostpaw's dream, why have it be ripped away by the fact there was also someone else who was infatuated with medicine cat work.

She hated how unfair it was. And she wished she could do something about it. Moonpaw scratched lines in the ground, bored again. "Should we play, or do something else to occupy ourselves? I don't want to sit the entire time Aloestorm is distracting Dappleshade from giving us the okay to go." Her face deepened in grooves as she made it obvious she was feeling impatient. Waiting wasn't fun when there seemed to be no good reason for her to.

Bored, slightly annoyed, and the beginning signs of carelessness ahead, she might think of taking things into her own paws. That usually meant mischief, or a not-at-all thought out move, purely motivated by impulse.

[Vylad]

Frostpaw

"Yes, I'm aware. I was asking who he was, not who he was related too. What did he used to do as a warrior, what achievements, was he senior warrior, did he have to retire by force?" Frostpaw sighed, her ear flicking slightly as she spoke.
"We could do something to amuse ourselves, but if us not going is such a big deal, why not ask Dapoleshade directly when we're leaving?" Frostoaw asked Moonpaw, moving on from the last topic.

Dustsong

Dustsong smiled warmly and gently headbutted his apprentice back. "No promises that I wont worry regardless of what you say." He purred. "But thank you." He thought for a moment and suddenly remembered what Dappleshade said. He sighed and hung his head lowly and slightly lowered his ears. "Hey, Amberpaw. I'm not too rough on you, are I?" He asked slowly, choosing hid words carefully as he spoke.

Goldenmoon

Goldenmoon yawned sleepily as she lapped her fur, grooming herself clean from the dust and little rocks that stuck to her fur from when she was laying on her back earlier that day.

[FallFiresideFirefly]

Firepaw
Tom|Apprentice|6 moons|Open for crush|Prophecy cat
Location: Ancestral Grounds
Tags: Moonpaw, Frostpaw

Firepaw had quieted considerably once Moonpaw had first mentioned his father. It surprised him; he'd never known how much Moonpaw respected his father. Mistfall was certainly well-loved for his easygoing, welcoming nature, but that was more common among the warriors than the other apprentices, as far as he had known. Frostpaw didn't seem to know. him, but that made sense, as she was a new apprentice as well and probably didn't have a lot of chances to get to know him. The tom winced inwardly at Moonpaw's mention of Fireflash. He quickly distracted himself with the other surprise: Frostpaw had wanted to be a medicine cat. How interesting. It makes sense, in retrospect; she's a much gentler soul than a warrior should be. Frostpaw would have made an excellent medicine cat, but then from what I've heard, Elmpaw isn't bad herself. Perhaps they could work something out; Elmpaw could learn warrior skills from Frostpaw, and Frostpaw could learn medicine skills from Elmpaw. And both of them could use a friend. Nice! Frostpaw's continued question jolted him back to his senses, and he took a steadying breath before quietly jumping back into the conversation.

"Frostpaw-" he broke off a bit, then started again. "Frostpaw, Mistfall is my father. He was a very strong, kind, warrior, and the clan did - and still does - rely on his counsel and wisdom a lot. I'm very blessed to have such a great dad." Firepaw's voice grew quieter and sadder as he continued. "He...he retired a couple moons after I was born..." The young tom squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. "Mistfall chose to retire because my mom died not long after I was born," Firepaw explained. "I'm named after her; her name was Fireflash. But, yeah, that's why he retired. He's really nice though," he added, "You should talk to him sometime. He loves apprentices."

The ginger tom took a second to clear his head, and then addressed the next matter. "We certainly could ask Dappleshade when we're leaving, but she's also talking so I don't want to intrude. Frostpaw, if you're looking for something to do, you could maybe talk to Elmpaw? I know you wanted to be a medicine cat, so I was thinking maybe you two could help each other learn both medicine and warrior skills. It would help both of you a lot, and Elmpaw seems a bit lonely; I think you guys would get along well." Firepaw shuffled his paws and quickly added, "Erm, if you want, anyways."

[SmokyOni]

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Moonpaw[☾] Fem [︽] n/a
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Moonpaw darted her eyes from left to right. Oh, she felt awkward and guilty, now. She hadn't meant to hit a touchy subject - for once, in her life, she really didn't mean to aim and jab him personally. Seeing how it was a stupid decision to bring up, she wasn't sure if apologizing would make it worse, for lengthening the topic, or if saying nothing was equally as bad. It could seem judgmental, or rude. She decided to not say anything. No matter what she did, it couldn't change she had done it.

Moonpaw leaned hard on her right front leg, slouching to the side and wincing. "sounds like a decent idea," she attempted to agree. "Maybe you might be able to carry out some of the medicine cats talents even as a warrior. Never know when someone could be used as backup?" The molly's chest constricted a bit, feeling her insides twist at the thought of death. Goodness, did you have to mention that? Now you'll only be dwelling on it. Her face kept blank, and still. If anything, seeming a bit angry or a little disturbed. Her teeth bit into her lip, figuring what to do. It was a menacing sort of bite lip.. She wanted to escape the thought of death.

"I already went over, and Aloestorm is still chatting Dappleshades ear off. I guess it's been long enough, maybe I could interrupt them." At some point, it was verbal breakdown of her thought process. "I mean, sure it's rude to interrupt; but the clans got to go off at some point, right?" This was a good enough reason for the time being, and she heaved herself up. "would you like to come with? I don't know if it'll matter, but maybe she'll understand we've been ready to get working, already if you come."

[Shyer]

Amberpaw
Tom/Tags:Dustsong/Crush: None

Amberpaw tilts his head to the side ar Dustsing question, but gave it some thought."Well.... I think you are rough as a Mentor should be with their Apprentice. At first it was really rough since you snapped abit frequently compare to now." His pale green eyes looks at his mentor, no emotion really behind them. He understood why Dustsong snapped at first, he had just started out as an Apprentice and wasn't getting things right. He never really took it to heart, but he would always remember it.
"I don't think you have done anything wrong Dustsong. I mean, I'm turning out alright so far don't you think?" He adds, shuffling his paws in front of him. His low self-esteem in himself comming to light for a moment as he give a small smile.

[FallFiresideFirefly]

Firepaw
Tom|Apprentice|6 moons|Open for crush|Prophecy cat
Location: Ancestral Grounds
Tags: Moonpaw, Frostpaw

As the silence settled, Firepaw allowed himself to dive back into his thoughts. Fireflash. He didn't remember much of his mom, but he sincerely loved what he did hold on to. She always smelled like wood, he recalled; her pelt was the same deep orange as his, and her voice was low and strong. He was very proud to carry on her name. Moonpaw finally broke the silence, and Firepaw looked over to her. Whoops. The molly looked absolutely guilty, as though she hadn't realized exactly what she was stirring up. Her rambling conveyed how uncomfortable she was, and she clearly wanted an 'out'. "I'll come with you," Firepaw answered, standing. This could be a good time to talk to her, since her guard is down a bit. "Again, Frostpaw, it could work well to try talking to Elmpaw. If not, feel free to catch up."

Slipping past Moonpaw, the apprentice flicked his tail to the cream apprentice and padded over to a more secluded area, hoping she would follow.

[SmokyOni]

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Moonpaw[☾] Fem [︽] n/a
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Moonpaw trotted along, and began slowing down to catch Firepaw's signal. Se noticed he seemed to want to go a direction completely opposite then where they were headed. She tilted her head to the side, her eyes clearly reading What are you, blind? Wrong way, numbskull. The molly glanced at the group a bit, and shook her head sighing. Was this apprentice trying to get in trouble, or be a nuisance? When she knew his insisting likely wouldn't stop, she gave in, her suspicion heightening her senses. "What is it?" Moonpaw asked, coming up to him as he lead. "where are you going?"

Moonpaw could only follow for so long; mainly because she disliked the feeling of following others. It made her feel like sheep- herding to whichever way someone else lead. And oftentimes when she followed, it was into a trap or into the making of horrible choices. She learned when she was young to give up on having faith in acquaintances leading. "Firepaw? Firepaw, what is this." Is what lastly came out of her mouth, in a more stern tone. When she noticed it was more secluded, curiosity grasped her breathe for moment, as she began thinking of exit plans, defensive comebacks, and any way of protecting herself. She was slightly afraid Firepaw was going to pin her down for mentioning Fireflash's death. If he did, she was bound to apologize, but not happily. wouldn't this be a bit dramatic, for a simple apology? It rubbed her fur the wrong way.

[FallFiresideFirefly]

Firepaw
Tom|Apprentice|6 moons|Open for crush|Prophecy cat
Location: Ancestral Grounds
Tags: Moonpaw

Firepaw noticed with a relief that Moonpaw followed him, although she seemed incredibly reluctant to do so. He certainly understood; they didn’t know each other well, and she was the defensive type. The ginger tom quietly sat down in silence for a moment, looking for the right words. Should I jump right to it, or try to ask more tactfully? I don’t want her to shut down, but I don’t want her to be too overwhelmed either. Maybe a combination of both...? “Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you and I’m not trying to corner you. Don’t feel like you have to continue talking to me either, I don’t mind!” He settled into a more comfortable lying position, and shuffled over to give her room to lay as well if she wanted to. “I just wanted to talk to you a bit. You seemed really tense and sort of...upset with yourself earlier. I hoped I could possibly be at least a listening ear if you need it, or we could just chat. What I’m saying is, are you ok, and if not, wanna talk about it?” The tom paused before adding, “You can definitely say no. I’d very much like to be your friend. If you want.” He gave her a gentle smile, hoping he hadn’t unloaded too much.

[SmokyOni]

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Moonpaw[☾] Fem [︽] n/a
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Moonpaws eyes nearly crossed with confusion. She blinked, her jaw slacking a bit. Her brain completely stopped, gears screeching the main question: "Huh??" She shook her head, baffled. "What- huh?? What do you mean?" She tried to think back, but achieved no recollection of acting too upset. "Listening ea- what... uh, thanks?? I think? Firepaw, are you saying you want to be my friend??" She felt something click back when she repeated what she heard, and her blood went cold. A friend? now? no- I can't. Absolutely not.

She clearly looked tense again, and her wavy sleek fur and matted tufts couldn't hide her hackles, which seemed to be rising. "I'm fine, thank you for asking in this creepy setting...but why would you want to know... anything? at all? There's nothing to tell, but if all you wanted to do is chat we could've done that plenty where every other cat could've seen us." She glanced back, barely getting a glimpse as the light from autumns bright white sky flashed her in the eyes. She turned back around, and sat down, her posture seemingly perfect.

"Good to hear you're not mad, but you don't see how this is confusing? we were just fine sitting with Frostpaw, are you sure you're not the one who want's to tell me something?" Moonpaw searched his eyes for a look, a feeling, anything to turn this into her favor. As well as an answer as to how she had managed sitting and 'chatting' with someone moons younger. It was too odd. Being asked if she was okay out of the blue was the most unusual part of it.

[Vylad]

Frostpaw

"Oh, okay." Frostpaw lowered her ears as she watch the two walk away, her tone barely more than a whisper. She laid down on the ground and curled her tail around her body slightly. Did she push too far? Maybe they were trying to ditch her because of the questions she asked. It sure did seem like they were trying to loose her, though, they probably didnt mean too.

Dustsong

Dustsong listened to Amberpaw and said to him. "I like to think you're coming along well, it's just that I sometimes feel like you would want anyone to train you except me." He sighed, keeping as much emotion out of his voices, his eyes just as expressionless. "Dappleshade told me to bring up my concerns to you, and I dont want you to fail at anything because I cant train you right, or because youd rather be with anyone else except me." He added a bit lower. Why was he chosen to be a mentor? He was so young, barely out of apprentice hood. Was Amberpaw disappointed with who he got? Dustsong always thought he wouldnt train an apprentice until way later.

Goldenmoon

Goldenmoon yawned sleepily as she lapped her fur, grooming herself clean from the dust and little rocks that stuck to her fur from when she was laying on her back earlier that day.