06-22-2019, 01:26 AM
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Another member of the family! I get to show Willowspots something new! the young apprentice thought, excitedly trotting along the small patrol made of three. Applepaw had agreed to join him and Honeybreeze as well. It was an exciting time, the birds were up and about, a few jumping from one branch to another, singing their songs as they did.
The gentle morning breeze made Turtlepaw a tad chilly, he had short fur that didn't help to warm him all that much. With a shiver, he pressed against Honeybreeze to share some warmth for a second before he dropped back to examine the area. His nose was raised to the air when he heard Honeybreeze stop in her tracks, listening. He froze and began to shrink back as he watched her head point to an area and she crept towards it.
Choking back a cry of a question, Turtlepaw soon followed after Applepaw.
His chest grew tight as he began to pick up a new scent. It didn't feel right. It didn't belong. "[b]Honeybreeze?" the apprentice whispered, but fell silent as she quickened her pace when a scream sounded.
Tripping over his paws, Turtlepaw curled into himself, ears flat against his skull. "Honeybreeze! Applepaw! Are we under attack? Do I run back to warn the Clan?" he whimpered, but was reassured by a glance from both mollies and a shake of Applepaw's head as they ran towards the distressed scream.
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When they arrived, Turtlepaw couldn't see what was in front of them, he only listened to the warrior as she spoke softly. Then turned to Applepaw when she then spoke. Squeezing himself in the middle of both, he peaked his head to see a seemingly frightened white cat. She didn't look much younger than him.
Glancing at Applepaw, he leaned to her, "Who is she?" he whispered, turning back to the white cat as she relaxed a tad. While being so focused on the white cat and her display of bristling fur, he had nearly missed the other cat. Turtlepaw blinked in surprise when he saw a tuft of black fur that went against the white fur of his sibling "Two?"
Growing more and more wary yet curious, the tom was tempted to go against his gut and run to the two cats in hopes of comforting them. But not seeing the second cat made him more nervous, why wasn't he reacting to their presence? For what he knew, the patrol could have been a mean patrol that would have chased them off their territory with a stern nip. The black tom just laid there, and from the slow reveal of him, he could see he was heaving, fur looking unkempt as both siblings looked underfed.
Pressing against Applepaw, he whimpered "I don't have a good feeling about this"
[b]crow
The deal that Honeybreeze had made with Turtlepaw to get him up extra early in the morning for a patrol had been to take him looking for a pretty rock he had seen a couple of days ago while he had been on a hunting patrol. She had said she'd help him look for it and let him take it back to the camp. Another member of the family! I get to show Willowspots something new! the young apprentice thought, excitedly trotting along the small patrol made of three. Applepaw had agreed to join him and Honeybreeze as well. It was an exciting time, the birds were up and about, a few jumping from one branch to another, singing their songs as they did.
The gentle morning breeze made Turtlepaw a tad chilly, he had short fur that didn't help to warm him all that much. With a shiver, he pressed against Honeybreeze to share some warmth for a second before he dropped back to examine the area. His nose was raised to the air when he heard Honeybreeze stop in her tracks, listening. He froze and began to shrink back as he watched her head point to an area and she crept towards it.
Choking back a cry of a question, Turtlepaw soon followed after Applepaw.
His chest grew tight as he began to pick up a new scent. It didn't feel right. It didn't belong. "[b]Honeybreeze?" the apprentice whispered, but fell silent as she quickened her pace when a scream sounded.
Tripping over his paws, Turtlepaw curled into himself, ears flat against his skull. "Honeybreeze! Applepaw! Are we under attack? Do I run back to warn the Clan?" he whimpered, but was reassured by a glance from both mollies and a shake of Applepaw's head as they ran towards the distressed scream.
--
When they arrived, Turtlepaw couldn't see what was in front of them, he only listened to the warrior as she spoke softly. Then turned to Applepaw when she then spoke. Squeezing himself in the middle of both, he peaked his head to see a seemingly frightened white cat. She didn't look much younger than him.
Glancing at Applepaw, he leaned to her, "Who is she?" he whispered, turning back to the white cat as she relaxed a tad. While being so focused on the white cat and her display of bristling fur, he had nearly missed the other cat. Turtlepaw blinked in surprise when he saw a tuft of black fur that went against the white fur of his sibling "Two?"
Growing more and more wary yet curious, the tom was tempted to go against his gut and run to the two cats in hopes of comforting them. But not seeing the second cat made him more nervous, why wasn't he reacting to their presence? For what he knew, the patrol could have been a mean patrol that would have chased them off their territory with a stern nip. The black tom just laid there, and from the slow reveal of him, he could see he was heaving, fur looking unkempt as both siblings looked underfed.
Pressing against Applepaw, he whimpered "I don't have a good feeling about this"