everything you ever [p w/ cootpaw]

[buzzardpaw]

“ SEAL MY HEART AND BREAK MY PRIDE! ”
buzzardpaw — male — riverclan — dump

buzzardpaw awoke rather early much to his dismay. he must've annoyed his den mates these past few nights, but he couldn't help it. he was having nightmares that just wouldn't go away. he tried everything to clear his head, but they just wouldn't stop.

he grumbled to himself and rolled upwards. with a quick glance at his fellow apprentices, he slipped out of the den and ultimately out of camp. he knew it was frowned upon harshly, but he just needed to get away.

the large tabby made his way near to river where he sat himself down. he stared at his reflection for a brief moment before dipping his paw into the cold water and rubbing his face. the shock cleared up his grogginess and he stood up to shake his fur dry.

his stomach twisted in mild hunger, but the warmth of the oncoming sunlight made him stay in his place like a frozen statue.

                                                     

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[div style="width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;"]RiverClan was the one place that he ended growing up in. When he was born, he was in a crowded nursery with tons of new mothers. His being Flicker, a proud mother of two. Of course, that wasn't the case anymore. Cootpaw mashed his paw into the mud, when he accidentally splashed mud into his chest and forelegs. Grumbling, the young apprentice didn't twice for cleaning his pelt.

The sleek grey figure moved past the reeds to be away. Away from mostly everyone, mostly from his own parents. His father was giving him a chew when he arrived last time without a kill. Blaming that his instincts should have kicked in, but that wasn't his fault. The damn frogs are so slippy. Turns out, the mud helps to keep his fur stick to his skin, he doesn't have to worry about fuzz getting in the away of his caught. 

Cootpaw's eyes across the river to peer down the alley of water lays a deep, earth bound feline. Whats his name again? Bliz... no. blus-.. no. bee related.. buzzed! His ears shifted back, That apprentice. He didn't really have an opinion about the young coon. "Hello," He stated, might as well, talk to him first before he opens his mouth.