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A fluffy, speckled tail lashed out in a slow motion of content as Chestnutspeck padded peacefully through the forest, her hazel eyes glancing nonchalantly ahead before turning to the striking white figure next to her. Snowbunny held a similar expression on his face, though his covered eyes were difficult to see past the curtain of white fur. Even Chestnutspeck could see based on the Knight's body language that he was quite comfortable and confident. It was a relief to see for the newly appointed Witch. The young tom had come to Winterclan in less than ideal circumstances and was admitted into the clan only to be given a heavy weighted title with responsibilities and was faced with loud judgement from most of the clan due to his lack of birth right to such a sacred position. Despite that, Snowbunny only grew, not only in inner strength but in trustworthiness as he tackled every obstacle and judgement thrown his way. Chestnutspeck couldn't help but admire his growth from a distance.
"I hope Frostcloud hasn't been giving you trouble still." She commented out loud, a hinge of concern tinted her words as she stared into the Knight's expression, searching for any traces of worry on his own face.
Snowbunny wished he grew a bit more in size, but inner strength was good too. Since becoming a member everything seemed good at first, but there were a lot of underlying issues he hadn't noticed when he was a prisoner. No matter what he did in WinterClan there were always some cats disgusted that he wasn't a WinterClan tom, it wasn't just Frostcloud. That never got to him though, what did get to him was that Frostcloud felt that way about him still. They worked besides one another, she was one of the first cats he met in WinterClan. As much as he tried not to let her words get to him it did hurt knowing she didn't respect him because he wanted her approval. But moons had passed, it was clear he was never going to get it.
"She's the same as usual, I think if I ever slipped up she would be all too happy to lock me up and keep me there. That's fine though, not everyone's going to like me," He said with his usual cheery smile, "What about you though, how have you been?"
Chestnutspeck smiled at the Knight's optimism, feeling her own heart lurch upon hearing his words. Gods she was smitten. She mentally shook her head, focusing back on the white Knight's question. "I've been doing well, busy now that I've been donned a Witch." The words were said timidly, as humbly as she could, but she felt the heat of pride whell within her. It was a journey to say the least and to see where she was today, now as a full Witch, she couldn't help but take personal pride in the accomplishment. "Earlybloom has handed a lot more tasks over my way, especially running wellness checks with the Ancients and Kits all by myself. It's weird not to have her looking over my shoulder and checking my work, but at the same time, the weight of the responsibility feels good." She smiled sheepishly, finding it more embarrassing to talk about herself to the Knight as more words escaped her mouth.
"-So breaks like this is so reliving." She changed the subject suddenly, smiling out to nothing in particular ahead of them, taking in the peaceful dark forest around them "I usually don't like walking out here on my own, so thank you for the company." She meowed sweetly, glancing back up at the white tom, her pale green eyes bright with obvious content."
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pao Birchtalon panted heavily but quietly as he broke through the bushes and frost tipped foliage in the forest, a wild grin across his expression as he glanced back to see his brother running closely at his heels. "You can try sweet brother, but you won't catch up." He teased, his words breathy as he pushed forward faster, unfazed by the noise he was making. It was late and with the exception of two other patrols, he knew that he and his brothers would be the only ones out on the east side of the territory.
Rowanstrike took chased eyes narrowed in his target but his senses were open to everything around him. This was training, but play as well. It was how they stayed in shape; chasing, play fighting, and testing their limits. The large tom was closing in him his little brother when he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. He didn’t look though, instead he made a leap for Birchtalon and tackled the other tom. Only then, did his gaze turn towards the cats who’d just walked up. He was a little surprised to find Snowbunny and Chestbutspeak standing before him in surprise. “Hello.”
The white tom pulsed forward powerfully, a bright, cocky smile glowed in the night as he pushed through shrubbery and rocky paths. He knew he had the upper hand, largely because he made sure to get a head start to begin with. It was a dirty move, but necessary to beat his older brother. As he leaped forward, an unexpectedly strong force struck him from behind, causing him to roll forward painfully, slamming shortly through the under brushes before coming to a halt. "Hey-" Birchtalon growled in annoyance, turning his head to face his brother head on before noting the two other figures standing right off to the side. His head lurched quickly in the direction only to find the comforting sight of Chestnutspeck.
Chestnutspeck jumped in surprise as the two brother came rolling out of the bushes. Her heart raced quickly in her chest for a moment, thinking that she and Snowbunny were in trouble, but as noted the fmailiar coats and scents, she soon found herself sighing outloud with relief.
"Chestnut-" He brightened up immediately, forgetting his fresh quarrel with his brother. He stood up quickly as he padded forward but slowed as he took in the young Knight. Birch's brow rose slightly before eyes eyes traveled back and forth to the two. "You're out so late." He commented with uncharacteristic peace.
Chestnutspeck could feel her face flush under her speckled pelt at Birch's forward observation but remained calm and collected. "Well- I-I wanted to come out for a walk tonight- just to take a break from the camp since I've been stuck there for days helping out." She started off, stumbling slightly before clearing her throat and trying again. "I was scared to go out alone and Snowbunny was free so I thought to bother him with joining me." She teased slightly her gaze flickering to the white tom before turning back to the two brothers "What are you guys doing out here so late?"
