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Aurorapaw couldn't shake the feeling that something was... wrong. Her brown eyes were fixed on the fresh-kill pile in front of her, an out reached paw trembled above the few corpses of whatever critters the hunting patrols had managed to find and bring back for the clan. As Bloodystar had predicted prey was running low, but it wasn't the fear of starving that that had the young-she cat shaking like a leaf. No it was the feeling of the sun burning too brightly on her pelt, and how it felt as though she could count each stand of fur in her pelt as it stood on end under the boring of someone else's gaze. Swallowing passed the bile that rose in her eyes the anxious she-cat dared to look up. Across the clearing, she met the most interesting she'd ever seen.
It had only been for a moment, but it was enough to have the mental picture of his green, and multicolored eyes seared into her memory. It didn't matter that there were three other pairs of eyes just like it gathered around him she would never get used to. Embarrassment blazed through her skin for several heartbeats she was almost certain she had spontaneously combust right there in the middle of camp, but at the same time she couldn't will herself to move. Her remaining three paws were frozen firmly to the ground immobilizing her.
Post by strawberrycupid on Sept 28, 2020 19:28:56 GMT -5
"You think that chick's okay?" Romulus- no, Fawnpaw asked between another small bite of a mouse. He was used to not eating for a while, swiftclan made you like that. But it was annoying to now not be in Swiftclan and still have to worry about food. This place was so crowded, it was no wonder. The brother that had heard him shrugged before going back to eat.
It wasn't like they weren't used to the looks. Four brothers that looked exactly the same, patchwork blankets of orange, black and white. They would never be normal. Compared to his brothers, Fawnpaw was a bit more, dinged up. Some of his fur was still growing back from where it had been shredded off, and his ears had a few nicks. Aurorapaw probably stood there long enough, so as no one else moved, Fawnpaw pulled himself to his paws and walked over. He stretched out his own paw, but turned it over so the pads pointed up before reaching up with it and touching her paw to his. "Ehh, that's like a middle-four." Fawnpaw said with a laugh.
Aurorapaw felt as though she was watching the exchange from outside her own body right up until he touched her. Then it felt as though she had been slammed back into herself and had regained the ability to move and speak. She blinked at the gesture confused at first, only to let out a nervous laugh when it finally clicked.
"O-oh, good one Fawnpaw, haha..." You stupid mouse-brain he's going to think you have bees in your brain! she inwardly chided herself for her awkward response. The she-cat moved so that she was no longer posed awkwardly over the fresh-kill pile but rather sitting beside it, her lunch completely forgotten for the time being.
Post by strawberrycupid on Oct 7, 2020 20:40:30 GMT -5
He only looked more confused, staring at her quizzically as she stepped back. That awkward laugh replayed in his mind, along with the feeling that he was being watched. It was fine after all, just a cute girl. Fighting with himself on what he wanted, his voice became stilted. "Are you... okay?"
