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Here on Classic we understand that sometimes life can get difficult and we struggle. We may need to receive advice, vent, know that we are not alone in our difficult times, or even just have someone listen to what's going on in our lives. In light of these times, we have created the support threads below that are open to all of our members at any time.
(Anyone can join in, this is just Jackdawpaw fanboying over Phantomfox xD) woof
"How do you get muscles that big?"
"At what age did you realize you had grown up to be awesome?"
"Can you beat up everyone in NightClan?"
"If you threw me. Please don't throw me. But if you did would I die?"
Jackdawpaw had been bombarding Phantomfox with questions for the last... Wait. Minute. It felt like it had been hours of him non stop talking and following him around. The kid had only been a shadow in the loyal guards life, but now that he was a medicine cat apprentice, or medicine cat entrepreneur as he called it, he seemed more noticeable.
Post by Honeystorm on Jun 19, 2021 16:51:02 GMT -5
Pinesimmer really wanted to just strangle his apprentice. Of all the cats he could get, an Aspenstar and Phantomfox fanboy was absolutely the least of what he wanted, and if his legs weren't still relatively fragile, HE probably would have thrown Jackdawpaw purely on the off chance the tom might die like he thought would happen if Phantomfox threw him. "He's useless." The new NightClan medicine cat rolled his eyes. "He couldn't hack it anywhere else, so Aspenstar decided he'd make a good pet. As usual, my sister was wrong, and I think he'd make better herb fertilizer than member of the loyal guard."
The hulking beast was split on whether the lavish of attention was welcome or creepy, but Pinesimmer seemed to make the decision for him, Phantomfox smirking at the medicine cat and scooping his apprentice closer so Jackdawpaw was flush against him. "I trained really hard to have these muscles, I always knew I would be awesome, and yes, I absolutely can beat up everyone in NightClan. You would probably die if I threw you, but between you and me," he glared at the bottom feeder they shared oxygen with, "Pinesimmer would definitely die if I threw him. His bones are made out of sticks, you know. I bet you could beat him up too."
Jackdawpaw pouted at Pinesimmer's reply, but his eyes lit back up when Phantomfox addressed him, "Oh. WOW. You're just so cool! Can we maybe beat up Pinesimmer together sometime?" He asked before quickly adding, "For educational purposes of course!" As though that would have made his proposal any different. "I mean like, how cool would that be? I could be the toughest medicine cat alive, that would be epic! Oh! Could you teach me something cool, like backflip, something I can show to my friends so they'll know I'm cool... And that I have friends."
