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Strawberrypaw is siblings to many, daughter to Peachstar and Fuzzyheart, and a true politician. She's cunning, small, cute, clever, and adorable. Using all o that to her advantage to gain ranking within the clan and status among her peers. Lounging out in the middle of camp, observing and taking note of the world, she wonders just what will happen next. It's been so quiet as of late, and boring for the little apprentice. She wonders briefly what her family members are doing but then thinks about going out for a walk in the next moment. Truly life has become dull and routine for the she-cat and she wants something to occupy her time. Gossip, rumors, anything really.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 26, 2020 20:58:01 GMT -5
So really, the best person to show up would be Smolderingpaw. The orange tom was always out making a fool of himself, but also always managed to pick himself up. Well, after crying into some prey. But today, it seemed the orange tom had gotten his spring back into his step, skipping into the camp, placing his carefully caught squirrel in the fresh kill before bounding over to Strawberrypaw. Without warning, he leaned down and licked a piece of fur that was out of place on her head. Though he'd been doing that since kithood, a little too concerned for his family's appearance though mostly his. "Strawberrypaw, what are you doing here?" The tom practically sang, sitting next to his sister and curling his tail around his paws.
Moltenpaw was a big softy when it came to his siblings, especially his sisters. When he saw Strawberrypaw lazing about in the middle of camp, it brought a smile to his face, so he approached her before he even noticed that his brother was doing the same thing. His smile faded slightly but he was still happy to spend some time with him, too, even though he seemed to be a bit of a, for lack of a better term, fool.
"Hey Strawberrypaw. Smolderingpaw." He stretched as he approached them, showing off his particularly long legs and lithe form. The bengal truly was built for battle. If it wasn't for his sweet kittypet face and kiwi green eyes he would be extremely intimidating or, at least, a lot more intimidating, "How has your training been going?"
Faith wanna tag everyone else who's in this fam? I'm not sure who is all in it. Jadiestrawberrycupid
Strawberrypaw rolled her eyes in fondness at Smolderpaw's appearance. She adored the tom and his need for having perfectly groomed fur. Then came Moltenpaw, another tom she'd known for her whole life. "It's been going fine. Though, I wish it'd go a little quicker. Maybe life will be more interesting then."
(FuzzyheartXPeachstar's kits are hanging out, but I'll soon ping you guys for the Pravus Nocte rp plot that I discussed in the kitting thread ^-^)
"Don't you guys look adorable together, can I get in on this family moment? I can see it now, us staring at clouds. Fas forward time, us in the apocalypse, the worlds crashing down all around us, the sky is raining fire and a massive astroids about to crush us and I'll be like, guys, remember that time we just lied on the valley staring up at clouds? And we would die reflecting on our childhood, ugh, beautiful," Wishpaw said passionately before trying to snuggle up next to Strawberrypaw as he lied down on his back, "Yup, right here, perfect moment," the golden bengal purred.
"I know, right? I'm tired of these silly temporary classes. I'm ready to be a socialite like our dads, maybe even an imperial." Moltenpaw agreed as he sat down across from Strawberrypaw. He gave his chest a few licks, the sense to groom contagious like a yawn, although he did not really need it. His fur was short, sleek and perfectly in line by default.
He was enjoying the quiet moment and even began to purr when Wishpaw arrived. Oh, Wishpaw. As much as he was annoying to Moltenpaw, it was in an endearing sort of way, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as his brother prattled on nonsensically, "Sure, sure, brother. But if the sky starts raining fire and asteroids, the last thing that will come to mind will be good moments of the past. Instead I'll be more concerned about finding a way to bring them into the future."
Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 6, 2020 16:04:06 GMT -5
"Yeah. I'll be a socialite for sure." Smolderingpaw said with a puff of his chest. Though really, he'd probably flip back and forth between a punch depending on who he'd accidentally insult before crying to his family about what happened. Still, confidence was a good first step. The orange tom kept his distance somewhat as each sibling cuddled up against the other.
"I swear you're sounding more and more like Princepaw everyday with the artsy words, Wishpaw." Smolderingpaw laughed, probably unaware of the few Princepaw fans giving him glares behind his back before disappearing.
