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Post by complacentdevil on Apr 12, 2021 21:42:59 GMT -5
The fuzzy apprentice hobbled around the camp, seemed like all the other apprentices had already headed out for the day, yet he was stuck in camp. It was tough, having lost his mentor in a storm while the rest of his siblings were able to go out with their's, hunting and all... He wondered if it was for the best some days, but surely someone had something for him to do, of that he was hopeful. Warmpaw kept a happy look on his face as he went from each den to the next, calling out to see if anyone needed help, or wanted to venture out in the territory with him... He had yet to have any takers, but maybe there was someone he had missed.
Post by Tigerclover on Apr 13, 2021 21:42:02 GMT -5
Pebblekit somehow wandered out into the middle of the camp from the nursery. She looks around wide-eyed walking in a big circle squeaking occasionally. She accidentally runs into a leg seemingly out of nowhere and falls on her rump with a surprised squeal. She looks up at the big tom blinking with an innocent smile on her face.
Brokensight, noble and proud, was only a ancient by default. The tom had been blinded in battle as a student by losing an eye, and the little bit of sight he had from his other eye was only enough to make out shadows on a good day. Meaning, the grey and cream tom did not leave camp often. On this day, the middle-aged ancient, was lounging near the hot springs found in camp, soaking up the warmth they gave off. After losing his eyesight, the tom found that his hearing was much better than before and thus it was no surprise when he the squeal of a kit nearby. Tilting his head in their direction, he called out, "are you alright, little one?"
Post by Tigerclover on Apr 22, 2021 1:05:32 GMT -5
Pebblekit heard Brokensight speaking and given the fact that she was often called little one instead of her name she just assumed the voice was talking to her and turned from the apprentice she was looking up at and looked around. She decided to get up and search for the voice that she thought was calling her give a squeak to the apprentice for a i'll be right back and scampered off with an occasional stumble squeaking here and there hoping the voice would call out to her again so she could figure out where it had came from. paocomplacentdevil
Brokensight was near the hot springs but when he received no answer, and little concerned that a cat had fallen in and was in need of help, help he couldn't rightly give being blind, he called out once more. "Little one? Hello?" The grey and white tom was a little panicked without an answer and in hopes that the cat wasn't in the water or if they were that someone else was near by, he called out and stepped towards the center of camp. "Anyone there?!" Only one eye and very limited sight was not good in a situation like a cat fallen in the water, espeically if it was a kit like he was thinking it was. But he hadn't heard a splash so there was still hope yet that there wasn't a cat in the water, possibly drowning as we speak.
Post by Tigerclover on Apr 27, 2021 2:42:18 GMT -5
Pebblekit squeaks with a smile on her face as she toddled over finally figuring out where the voice was coming from. She paused looking down into the strange water hole and then looks back up. She squeaked a little louder in frustration when she sees them moving away from her. pao
Post by complacentdevil on Apr 30, 2021 22:41:15 GMT -5
(sorry yall its been one of those weeks)
"Shes alright" Warmpaw called, hobbling after the kit as she bounded off after the ancient, a smile on his face. "How are you doing today, Brokensight?" he asked, the fluffy tom keeping a smile on his face as he watched Pebblekit stare into the hot springs. "Guess Im watching after Pebblekit here today, oh and its Warmpaw by the way, dont want to keep you guessing," he explained, his gaze sliding back over to the older tom, though he wasnt much older than himself, considering that the ginger tom was due for a promotion at some point. He only hoped that he would be up to the challenges that Wintrystar would throw at him considering his disability.
Broeknsight sighed in relief at hearing that the little squeak of a kit from before was alright. "Well, that's good to hear. Can't have no one falling in the water on my watch!" The tom joked about his disability as few would, many treated him like fragile glass, and while navigating their new home wasn't easy, the tom was making do just fine. He hadn't fallen in the water yet at least. "Good, good, been better but it's always tough learning new layouts. I'd help watch her, that little tyke your caring after, but well, can't really see myself so I'd not be much help. I've got stories at least!" The tom settled back down, near the water still, but far enough away that the kit should be able to fall in without someone noticing. Or at least hopefully noticing.
Post by Tigerclover on May 1, 2021 20:08:38 GMT -5
Pebblekit finally made her way to the other two cats and decided she was going to snuggle into brokensight's fur, and looked up at wormpaw tapping the ground next to them with her paw wanting him to sit with them. "S...St..owie?" she stammered wanting to hear a story.
Brokensight nodded his head, a smile stretching on his face. "Yes, any particular one? I'm sure I've told you at least one or two in the past Warmpaw. I don't have many that are all that interesting as I wasn't a warrior in more than name, but the life of a student is still pretty interesting."
Post by complacentdevil on May 18, 2021 23:23:15 GMT -5
"You never got to be a warrior?" asked Warmpaw, tilting his head as he approached the others to sit with them, finding a comfy spot close to the elder that would make Pebblekit happy, "I never knew that, Brokensight," he commented. He knew that he wasnt an elder-elder, but not that he only ended up a student. He hoped that he wouldnt end the same with his limp. He wanted to be a warrior, worked hard for it, but the cards were stacked against the ginger tom.
“No, I was blinded in the war against Primal Instinct. My eye had to be removed and the other was is too damaged to of much use. I was only an apprentice in the war, but I was close to being promoted. Following the war, I was gifted a warrior name for my role and work in the battles against Primal Instinct.” Brokensight didn’t go sprung telling everyone his stories of war, it was a time many didn’t what to remember. He had earned his name in honor and he was proud of it. But, if asked, he’d tell the tale. It was one of bravery, loss, and honor and for that he’d tell all who asked. Plus, it was a good reminded that though he was disabled he’d done his duty at one time.
Post by complacentdevil on May 24, 2021 23:52:08 GMT -5
Warmpaw sat back, settling himself into where he sat as he listened to the beginnings of a story he had never heard, curling his tail tightly around his paws at the thought of war. His parents had never really told him any of these stories, probably for good reason, but it drove his curiosity just a bit. "We won that war right?" he asked, wondering just what had happened in the moons before his birth, "No one talks about it, how come?"
Post by Tigerclover on May 31, 2021 6:58:53 GMT -5
Pebblekit grinned as Wormpaw sat net to then and squished into Brokensight with a purr getting comfy so she could hear a story. I like this it's fun she thought not giving a single thought to how her absence from the nursery might affect her mother since she had managed to wonder out without her knowing.
“That’s because it wasn’t a good time. We may have won the war but we lost much too. Kits were stolen, the leader’s son was killed, and so much more. It was a true war.” Brokensight was glad at the time that he wasn’t a kit, and thus safe from being stolen away from his home. But life as a student then was good either. He was in the middle of that war, lead by Rowanstar far soon than anyone would have liked. The tom could se it all happen like it was taht day all over again. His sight may be gone möchte be he clearly a bad vividly remembered those days.
Post by Tigerclover on Jun 17, 2021 5:29:47 GMT -5
Pebblekit liked stories but this one sounded a little scary. She squeaked and squished even closer into Brokensight.She tried her best to bury her face into his chest fur.
“Sorry. Probably not the bets story for one so little. Maybe you want to hear about one of the battles, the pets we won?” He wouldn’t tell do how he lost his eye and sight in the other. But something heroic usually worked, especially if he left out most of the blood and gore of it. Brokensightsmiled as he nudged the kit before turning his eyes back in Warmpaw. “I’ll happily tell you the full story another day if you’d like, Warmpaw.”
Post by Tigerclover on Jun 24, 2021 3:17:55 GMT -5
Pebblekit giggled when he nudged her. She purred and nuzzled Brokensight as a sign that she liked the idea of a story with a winning battle. "Fun!" She squeaked speaking for the first time but of course having no idea if it was the right word for what was happening.
