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Dark grey fur darted into the nearest den he'd found. Seablososm was gone. She'd been summoned for a meeting with the leader and her staff. Amberpaw had only lasted mere moments before he'd fled. FallClan cats were werry of them; some welcoming, others confused why they were there, and some wanted them gone. At least they didn't know how much of a coward he was just yet, though they probably could guess.
Amberpaw always hated the idea of becoming a warrior, and now he didn't even have his home anymore. He's terrified, scared, and doesn't want to be here.
Gold eyes were shut tight, hidden against the wall of the nearest den he'd darted into. He had no idea that he'd found himself in the nursery of all places. "It's okay. She'll be back soon. Then you can just..just....It's okay...it's not okay..." He whispered to himself, unaware of anyone else in the den.
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Sept 13, 2019 20:59:17 GMT -5
The sudden intrusion to the nursery had sent the small brown tabby into the shadows shaking, he had been doing his best to enjoy the empty den while the others were out making a fuss over the cats who had shown up from other clans, he was more than happy to stay where he was though. The only thing he did not like was that Loststar had stopped by only for a moment before going off to speak with the new cats, why did they get all of her attention, he needed her more.
Still shivering in the back of the milk scented den he couldn't make out who had barged in but a whispered voice reached his ears, whoever it was sounded scared. Mousekit lifted his head slightly to try and see who it was and when that didn't work he got to his paws and slowly inched forward taking extra care not to get too close. "W-who are y-you?" He stuttered out, he could see their shape clearly now, but didn't recognize them by sight or scent.
(Sorry got busy with school and haven't had time to get on!)
Amberpaw nearly screamed when he heard another voice. Of course, someone else was in here! It wasn't like he owned the den. It was someone else home. Not his, never his. Tears filled his eyes, he just wanted to go home. An apprentice his age crying, how..how baby-ish! Dark grey fur fluffed up as the sobs git to him, his eyes turning to see who was talking to him as he tried to stifle the noise he was making. Just a kit. He'd been scared by a kit. "Am-Amberpaw."
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Sept 25, 2019 3:54:02 GMT -5
Mousekit didn't move any closer to the apprentice, he must have been one of the cats Loststar had taken in from the flood. "U-um are you o-okay?" He asked still shaking, his blue eyes wide with fear as he stood or well cowered before the Stranger.
"No..." It was an honest answer whispered to the quiet of the den. It seemed like it was only the two of them in here. Part of him wondered where the rest of the nursery residents were, the other part didn't care. The fewer cats around the better in his opinion. Amberpaw had always been picked on and teased, even pushed around in some instances. Not for a moment did he think things would be different here in a different clan. Glancing at the kit, the dark grey tom found the poor thing shaking like a leaf...like he did himself. "Are..are you okay?"
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Oct 8, 2019 14:49:02 GMT -5
Mousekit had a small frown on his face, he didn't trust the cat before him but had also never met anyone else like himself. He knew he was a coward, had heard the whispers of his clanmates, the judgmental comments and snickers. He couldn't control it. "I-im ne-never o-o-okay." He mumbled, still shaking. "Y-you di-did sc-sca-scare me th-though." He confessed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean too." Amberpaw felt bad that he'd done what so many had done to him before. Shame coursed through him, his eyes were down cast and tail flat on the ground. "I'm never okay okay either. In EarthClan, everyone use to make fun of me."
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Oct 10, 2019 11:24:41 GMT -5
The brown tabby kit lifted his blue eyes so they rested on Amberpaw, the apprentices apology catching him off guard, it wasn't too often someone apologized for scaring him. "H-how did you h-handle it?" He had taken a step closer, his body leaving the shadows. "I al-always run a-away when they make f-fun of m-me." He wasn't proud of it, but conflict always sent him fleeing.
"Hide. Mostly behind my older sisters and littermates." It was the truth. He was a coward that went running with tears down his face to Seablossom any time something went wrong. Still did. "I...I don't want to be a warrior." It wasn't something he'd told anyone since coming here. FallClan would probably kick him out if they knew that. EarthClan cats had been horrified when they'd heard him say that, yelled it at the ceremonies and ran off crying. His one and only outburst, and when all eyes had turned on him in shock and disbelief, he'd made a run for it.
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Oct 12, 2019 19:05:02 GMT -5
"Oh..." he looked down at his paws which were kneading the nursery floor, he had never met another cat like him. "I'm g-gonna be a-a nur-nursey a-side." His stutter had grown lighter, but did not go completely. Nursery aides watched the kits of the clan and helped them, it was the safest job in Fallclan and meant he would not have to go out of camp like the other ranks. "You s-should talk t-to Loststar, s-she can h-help you. I s-spend most of my-my time with h-her wh-when she I-isnt b-busy." Loststar was truly the only cat that Mousekit was not afraid of being around or opening up to, he had attached himself to her when she saved and brought him to the clan.
"That's a thing?" Maybe he could be a nursery aid too. Did they let outsiders be them? The tom hoped so, it'd get him out of becoming a warrior! "Do..do you think she'd let me be one? I'm not clan born. That kind of thing matters." At least, in some clans it did. Amberpaw wasn't sure yet if it mattered here. Hope sparked in his eyes, it was the first time since he'd left EarthClan. No, since he'd become an apprentice. This was his chance to not be a warrior!
Fallclan leader, nightclan MCA and a clumsy disaster xD
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Post by Spiderheart on Oct 26, 2019 22:40:14 GMT -5
Mousekit could sense excitment in the apprentice and a smile appeared on his face. "I-im not cl-clan born, L-Loststar found m-me." He was sure the leader, his adopted mother would happily help the apprentice as she had done and continues to do with him. "She i-is very un-under... understanding."
