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At the start of the moon Bluejay and her sister Pandora had been given demi-Goddess powers by the Sun God and told to use it to convert DayClan. Now fas forward time and they were being grounded for wreaking havoc on DayClan. They weren’t allowed to use the clan and they weren’t allowed to use their powers deity powers until they earned the trust and respect of their peers. Which was just a little bit hard when Bluejay had made herself public enemy number one on her first day.
Bluejay paced outside of DayClan’s camp anxiously, her stomach growled. But she could feel the glares of DayClan cats already settling upon her from camp. She had never felt ashamed or guilty about anything and that was mainly because she had little to no interaction with any cat except for her sister Pandora. Her whole life she had been secluded into a mansion and as it turns out people don’t like it when you come into their home and demand to be worshipped. Now she had to somehow go into DayClan and eat while also trying to be nice, which she still had no idea how to do. She just knew it involved smiling and probably asking about someone’s day so that was a start.
Bluejay walked towards camp and then turned the other way, nope, couldn’t do it.
Post by Honeystorm on Mar 25, 2020 20:15:08 GMT -5
Laughingpaw had been watching Bluejay for a good few minutes now. He wasn't in camp, but rather, coming back from a hunt. Admittedly, it was a good excuse as well to avoid getting yet another duty tacked on to his usual, though he didn't mind it too much. He liked the challenge, and refused to get upset about it. He carried a rabbit in his jaws, and in a few steps he was pretty much behind the wannabe deity. "You're Bluejay, right?" The apprentice asked after setting down his piece up prey. Despite expectations, he didn't sound the slightest bit hostile, merely curious and friendly, he even offered her a small smile.
Bluejay looked in both directions as though she would find out that there was in fact a second Bluejay in camp before looking at Laughingpaw. Her golden eye looked raw and her two pupil eye was just plain alien, but they narrowed with a natural suspicious expression, "What's your game kid? You need someone corrupted? Maybe need protection? Trying to make a girlfriend jealous... A boyfriend jealous? Everyone has a price and I know you want something so just say it, I'm not that dumb, I can tell you want something out of me," Bluejay said defensively despite him barely even saying much to her.
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 26, 2020 18:26:45 GMT -5
Laughingpaw, tilted his head quizzically, his smile widening slightly. "I was just going to ask if you wanted some prey? I just caught this rabbit. Oh, do you still get hungry? I didn't think about if your new powers might mean you don't need food anymore." He gave her a sheepish expression. Really, he hadn't considered that before, and wondered if offering had been rude. Hopefully not. He rubbed his half-foreleg against the side of his face in consideration. No, that didn't seem rude?
"Yeah I'm sure you wanted to offer me that rabbit, I'm only so much immortal, if this thing had poison I'd be dead. And since I don't have to eat, I'm good," Bluejay said.
Lately she hadn't eaten at all, she used to love eating, but since moving to DayClan she felt on edge and uncertain how anyone could forgive her so fast. She was certain the cats of DayClan must be angry with her, but they unfortunately weren't show it, which only worried her more. However the fear was manifesting, she could tell by the way her stomach growled and the knot in her stomach tightened. Her fear to sit down and eat a meal with others combined with her phobia powers was making her mortal appetite feel real when it wasn't. She groaned as her stomach growled once more and then grabbed the rabbit from him. The only way to get rid of a fear was to face it. "However, as your future Goddess of DayClan, I should accept your... I don't know hunted item, your gift, your sacrifice, your whatever," She said.
She tore off the fur from the rabbit before taking the smallest bite and swallowing with a shudder, certain it had to be tainted by Laughingpaw, "Thank-you, I'm so-" Her stomach growled, "Oh C'MON! I gave you what you wanted!" She growled at herself. She supposed that probably wasn't a big enough bite...
Smokepaw had left the apprentice's den and moved further into the camp when he caught sight of Bluejay. The tom was incredibly fearful of pretty much everything, and her creepy eyes really put him on edge. Unsettled, he crept toward the fresh kill pile as close as he dared before he lost his appetite and turned back. Nope, he was definitely not going over there. Who knew what horrifying things that she-cat was capable of? But he was so hungry...
