“Oh come on! You're only saying that cause you haven't met her!” Pineapplepaw nudged into her, the golden tabby purring as she continued. “Okay, like you all are cool and all. But none of you are Princepaw. No one's as charming. And that's not a drag, it's a fact we all have to live with.” For as much as Swiftpaw would complain, she was still walking with Pineapplepaw and that was all that mattered. “Besides, it's better to sneak out and do something else other than be with Grayjack, Annoyingbird and Bijou.”

Was it an insult? Pineapplepaw wouldn't tell. She tended to talk without thinking it through, but they could almost be considered well crafted enough that she puts too much effort into it. Still, it wasn't a bad thing. Cause she also said she couldn't reach Princepaw's level of charm. And Pineapplepaw at least thought of herself as somewhat charming.

"Exactly. I don't know what Hystericstar was thinking. Those three make my squabbles with Icefrost, mentor, look like nothing." Really, she figured this was a way to get them and the apprentices away for a while. But still, she learned now that Icefrost would never be as much of a stick in the mud as Jayjack. "But you guys get to move around all the time. That seems nice. Better than being stuck in some no name place like here."

"Pfft, exactly. It's like they don't care about us till we become warriors. What's their problem? Ugh. I heard Summerclan got swamped though. I bet Ratstar is actually doing something with them though." Pineapplepaw sighed as the pair climbed up the moor. "Eww, that sucks. I wish I could help, but I'm a terrible fisher. They had to pull me out of the river after a fish dragged me down. Just don't tell anyone you heard that. Oh, we're here." Pineapplepaw confessed, her paws like thunder as she ran down the hill. A small crowd had gathered at the bottom, just on the outside of where the Mountain Clans gathered.

Sure, Swiftpaw could think of it as a minnow. But apparently the one she went for was a salmon. And now she hasn't wanted to eat fish for a week. Which was hell cause she loved fish till now. "I feel for those fans that got stuck in Swift, it's quite a walk." Pineapplepaw purred, a smile on her face that said she didn't feel bad for them at all. When Swiftpaw suggested staying up, Pineapplepaw tsked and put a paw on her shoulder that threatened a shove. "Oh come on. If you stay up here, she'll call you down anyway. Besides, you'll miss out on your gift." In an act of grace, she let go before continuing her way down.

Princepaw, meanwhile, was in her element. She couldn't remember how long she spent preparing for this trip, weaving enough flower crowns and pendants to make any clan jealous. "Ah hello, my dear. Your smile is beautiful today. Why I'd walk through hell and back just for it to bless me again. ... what? all the way from Swiftclan? Ah, thank you so much, my princess. Here, a crown for you, though it pales in comparison to your beauty."

Even if Swiftpaw wished it, Princepaw was nothing if not observant. Her slow walk and greet around the circle finally led her to Pineapplepaw first. The golden tabby bounced on her toes as Princepaw came around.

"You've really drawn a crowd, haven't you?" Pineapplepaw purred, looking around at all the apprentices. Even if she was a fan, she couldn't help but be a little jealous of it.

"Hm? I suppose so. When looking at the stage from the audience, it's easy to think one is just a member of it instead of an individual. But when I look out, I see all of my princesses, each beautiful in their own right. An actor like me is nothing without the support of all of you." Princepaw purred, her gaze bouncing around to several of the other apprentices in the area. Some may say she got it from her grandmother, Glowstar, but she could look at you like you were the only one in the world. Even speaking to everyone here, it still felt like each word was directed at you specifically. Princepaw could make anyone feel special, and that was definitely a part of her charm.

"Oh stop. You're making me blush." Pineapplepaw looked away, only a hint of such a blush peeking through her golden fur. She purred to herself before looking back, almost awestruck with the other apprentice in front of her.

"I cannot help but tell the truth, Pineapplepaw," Princepaw said with a wink, quickly rifling through her bag before pulling out a pendant with a beautiful pink peony in the center. She gently placed it over Pineapplepaw's head before pulling it around her neck, so the peony sat between her neck and her shoulder. "Peonies mean bashful, or to wish for a happy life. I hope your life is as wonderful as you make mine. Might I ask who your friend is here?"

“Hey. No you’re not.” Pineapplepaw was in too good of a mood to give Swiftpaw too much crap. She bumped her shoulder against the other apprentice’s, purring like a mad man. “She’s visiting Fall for the Apprentice Exchange.” She responded happily, though her tail was flicking around behind her.

“Ah well welcome to the mountain clans. It quite beautiful up here though it doesn’t compare to you, my rose.” Princepaw chirped, a couple of gasps lit up behind her but she payed them no heed. “Oh, but I have plenty. Please, at least let me give you one. Even if it's fleeting, I want it to enrich your life some like you do mine. Here." Compared to finding Pineapplepaw's, it took her less time to find one for Swiftpaw. And sure enough, she held to her word. Bright red roses had been plucked from thorns and weaved into softer pieces of grass to make a flower crown. Princepaw didn't ask again, placing the crown on Swiftpaw's head. "Roses. I needn't tell you what they mean. They are the purest flower of love, and I hope the memories of your time here will stick with you like mine will for you." Princepaw purred, winking at the two before heading off to the next section of cats.

"Oh. My. Starclan. You did not just get the red rose crown! That's insane. I'm so jealous." Pineapplepaw could barely keep her feet on the ground, her tone light and playful as she sat down again, peony necklace settling.

Princepaw flicked her tail in response, but it might have been missed in the throng. She was almost done though, and then the real show could start.

"Oh, right. This is your first time. Keep forgetting." Pineapplepaw finally sat down, tongue sticking out the side of her mouth to emphasize the silliness. "True, and like every flower is unique and all that. But! Dayclan doesn't get roses that often, let alone red ones. Princepaw has to go out of her way to find those roses and make one, so it's a pretty big deal. The other girls who would get them were sometimes asked out on dates with Princepaw. Ooooh, I'm so excited for you. If she does, I'll need all the deets when you get back."

"Hey, you never know." Pineapplepaw laughed, "That sounds more like something I would do than Princepaw. She's a lot more... honest, about her intentions." The yellow she-cat laughed and rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. She didn't really wanna tell Swiftpaw that Princepaw... was not the brightest crayon in the box. Not that it looked like they were gonna be waiting long. The last few cats filtered in and everyone began to settle down.

"Uh, sort of. Just sit and watch." Pineapplepaw lightly tapped Swiftpaw on the shoulder, though at one point got her face too. As the crowd quieted down, no one stepped forward to set the scene. This was truly a one cat show. Normally, Princepaw had a helper or two, but no one was committed to coming out to the mountain like she was.

"Good day to all my darlings, and welcome to my show. I'm Princepaw of Dayclan, and I cannot thank you for being here enough. Today, I'll be performing a classic; Romeo and Juliet." Loud applause erupted around her. You could swear she blushed, but she lifted a paw as everyone fell silent again. "I pray you'll enjoy the show from the bottom of your hearts. Even the smallest brush against your hearts is better than an eternity alone. Please enjoy."

What followed was a myriad of monologues. Really, most cats didn't know what the story was about. But they were set to cheer for whatever Princepaw said. Even in the bright light, a stark contrast to the scenes she played, it was easy to get wrapped up in her narration. Every word had its purpose, practiced, and eloquent. Princepaw owned the stage, moving around the group like water. When they pleaded their undying love, she could stare right through you, talk right to you. It was magical to where you could barely notice the time passing. That was the kind of performer Princepaw was.

"Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavory guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here's to my love!" Her voice was strong, barely a crack in it after the hours performing. She leaned down with a flourish, pretending to drink before lifting her head dramatically. "O, true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss, I die." And Princepaw fell over, and the silence held for a few moments before the whole crowd burst into tears.