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Eveningpaw was getting old, but that didn't mean she'd become any more normal. Still as... flat out weird as ever, she could often be found wandering around the territory aimlessly, saying something like she was off to look for the place in the territory that the spirits felt strongest. If she was a human, she'd be a new age witch. She wasn't, though. Instead, she was just a weirdo who chanted to the moon and told cats how to best realign themselves through the use of meditation.
Today, her goal was much less mundane than simple meditation. She'd found something, a glimmering blue rock, and she was now carefully trying to dig it out. What was it? StarClan only knew. But whatever it was, it had her entire undivided attention.
"Hey, Eveningpaw!" Cinderpaw greeted her sister enthusiastically, bounding over with her sleek gray tail waving behind her. "Whatcha doin'? Oh- neat rock! It's nice and shiny." The pudgy apprentice nodded appreciatively, her amber eyes glittering. "I just finished training with Sunpetal. Are you gonna take the rock back to camp?"
Her ears perked at her sister, and she turned to offer a smile. "Cinderpaw!" she greeted, her gaze lit. "How was training?" She hadn't done a whole lot of that herself, but that was because garden keeping was the one thing that Eveningpaw showed a natural aptitude for. She then looked back at the rock, digging a little further. "I can't get it out! I think it's attached to something? Wanna help?"
she has gone and found herself a little buried ... necklace i think i wanted it that once she gets out she's going to wear the rest of her life like a weirdo LMao
"Training was great," Cinderpaw flushed, looking down at her feet. "Sunpetal is so smart and she knows so much. It's sad that we're not apprentices together anymore but at least I got the coolest mentor once she was promoted!" It was pretty common knowledge among anyone with any level of perception that Cinderpaw had been enamored with Sunpetal since they'd both been kits. "I can help you dig it out!" With a cheerful smile she moved forward, shoving her paws in the hole her sister had started creating. "What are you gonna do with it?" She asked, scraping some dirt away with her claws.
She smiled at her sister. She'd been happy to see the duo paired up; they fit each other nicely, and Eveningpaw was glad that her sister's friendship carried on despite the difference in rank. "I'm so glad to hear that!" she meowed, digging a few more times. There was something attached to the stone... what was it? With a giant grunt, she yanked it out, revealing the pendant. "Well... before I knew what to do with it, I'd need to know what it is," she meowed curiously.
wow she is the most uninspired character ever I am so sorry maybe she'll get a personality soon.
