by /trainwreck/ » Fri Apr 24, 2020 7:14 am
Troutstar
Tags: Tigertalon, Dapplemask, Silverfeather, (Mention of Mossypaw)
Poking his head through the canopy of the medicine-cats' den, Troutstar padded in and dipped his head to the medicine cat and her apprentice. Feeling his heart beat a little in his chest upon seeing Silverfeather, he dipped his head respectfully toward her before speaking. "I've decided to go hunting with Dapplemask with Tigertalon. I could use the exercise and it would probably be a good idea for me to get away from the camp a little bit. I just wanted to let someone know that we would be gone in case anything happens," he began, awkwardly explaining the situation. He would look at her in the eyes for a little bit and then glance away as he spoke, feeling a little nervous about talking to the pretty she-cat. "So, uh, I guess that means I'm kind of putting you in charge for a little bit. We shouldn't be out too long though, just erm..." he paused. Troutstar hesitated and then proceeded to stare at his paws, gently pushing a tiny pebble around in the dirt. "Yeah, I should probably get going. I don't wanna keep them waiting..."
Troutstar smiled and winked at Mossypaw before looking at Silverfeather once more ad backing out of the den, running straight into the side of it. Startled from not realizing how close he was to hitting it in the first place, he jumped up and turned out, losing his balance and landing clumsily on his side. Realizing how much of a fool he now looked, he glanced over at the two medicine cats in shock, let out an embarrassed chuckle, and quickly scrambled up to his paws.
"Whoopsites," he mewed before dashing out as fast as his paws could carry him, almost tripping on his tail in the act of it all. He headed back toward his tiny hunting patrol, hoping they didn't see everything that just occurred or notice how humiliated he was feeling. Once Troutstar reached the two cats he stopped to give himself a couple of quick licks on the thigh and shake himself out of all any dust or dirt that might have clung to his silvery fur after his fumble.
"Are we all ready to head out?"