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Opaldust was stretched out in the warmth of the sun, beating away the chill that usually accompanied WinterClan's territory. And though it wasn't as cold as it probably could be, what with it being early New-leaf, it was still there. Yawning and showing rows of pearly teeth, she pushed herself to a sitting position and arched her spine. The small, but long furred she-cat gave a massive shake to her fur and set off in the direction of the camp entrance. She felt newfound energy, wanting to stretch her legs and put use to her paws.
But before she could make it any further than the entrance of the clearing, a sudden rustle to her side made her jump. Fur prickling and standing on end, she spun around and fixed her gaze on whatever had startled her. "H-hello?"
Juniperpaw had hidden himself away in a bush. Only there could he cry alone and in peace. He’d made a fool of himself back at camp, and unable to handle it, he’d ran. The poor daffodil or age and Snow White tom found the first spot he could and drove right into it. Tears and sobs racked his body, shaking his long soft fur and messing it all up. So much for grooming himself earlier, it had been a waste of time jow.
"No matter what other people may say, we are the protagonists of the world." - Keji Akaashi
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Post by rika on Jun 15, 2019 5:41:57 GMT -5
She heard the noises instantly from the underbrush and her fur relaxed almost at once. The cream she-cat padded forward now, her light blue eyes gleaming with surprise as she gingerly pushed back the fronds of shrubbery. There, crouched down, Opaldust realized with a start that this apprentice was crying. She flicked her ears back. She wanted to make herself seem as less threatening as possible. "Hey," she said softly. Her chest hurt with sympathy for the tom; had something terrible happened to him? "Are... are you okay?"
Startled, Juniperpaw jumped causing him tripping over his own two paws in his scramble to turn around and face this new cat. Now, he just looked even more like a fool. First he was found crying and now this, just great. Tears wanted to spring to his eyes as fresh, but he tried to will them away. "I...not, really." The orange and white tom sniffed, shaking leaves and small sticks from his now tangled fur. Oh, he must look a mess; red eyes, tangled fur.
