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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 3, 2015 0:08:01 GMT

Post by bird on Dec 3, 2015 0:08:01 GMT

Snowpaw padded into the clearing from inside the apprentice den, her fur as clean as it could possibly be. After all, she had probably spent since sunrise washing and grooming herself. She wanted to look nice for everyone. It wasn't that she was trying to impress anyone. She just wanted to look her best in case she met someone she should be impressing. There were many interesting warriors and apprentices in SkyClan, she knew from experience. She just wanted to make sure that none of them thought that she was a filthy apprentice who would roll in the mud and garlic patches the second they got the chance to. No, she was a respectable she-cat.

She had totally not been in there so long because she was trying to wash off her face. Well, not all of it, just the left half. She signed. If only she could get that gross muddy color off of her snowy white pelt. Then she wouldn't have to spend so much time making herself look perfect.

She glanced around, searching for something of interest, and then trotted to the freshkill pile to grab something to eat before the long day started. She was sure she would have some training with Asterfang, and she wanted to make sure that she was well fed before they went out anywhere. If only there were someone to talk to, then her careful cleaning wouldn't have gone to waste.

She grabbed a mouse off of the pile and then retreated back closer to the camp wall. She looked around one last time before sitting down and staring at her mouse. Maybe no one wanted to sit with her because of her face. No, that didn't make sense. Others socialized with Chervilpaw all of the time. She chuckled at the thought, and then took a bite of her mouse. If only she were pure like he was though, then she could joke about him all she wanted without sounding hypocritical.

Word Count: 330
Notes: I am excited! <3
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Last Edit: Dec 3, 2015 0:10:26 GMT by bird

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 3, 2015 21:04:37 GMT

Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2015 21:04:37 GMT

Spiderpaw

Spiderpaw yawned as he opened his yellow eyes as sunlight streamed through the apprentice den. A beautiful morning, with a touch of frost as Newleaf bloomed into the earthen world. The ebony tom purred in content and shuffled to his feet; giving his sleek fur a quick once over with his tongue until it adopted its usual glossy look.

With a trot to his walk, the apprentice felt the green grass crunch below his paws as he left the warmth of the den and emerged into the morning coolness of the camp. A bit chilly but the cold only served as a blanket for the earth to rest, so Spiderpaw shall not complain.

Glancing around the camp, Spiderpaw spotted a few cats whom he enjoyed speaking and flirting with. The tom's heart ached for love and to love others so he always went out of his way to make his clanmates blush or chuckle. Wait! Spiderpaw's sharp gaze narrowed down onto a beautiful white and tabby she-cat. Snowpaw, her name as pure as her elegant fur with stripes stroking down her face like gentle shadows. Spiderpaw purred once more and walked over to Snowpaw; ignoring the fresh-kill pile since he was not hungry and how would he speak to Snowpaw with a mouthful of food? It was improper!

Spiderpaw meowed a greeting as he sat down next to the fellow apprentice, deciding to fold his legs under him in a semi-crouch. Ah, those dastardly long legs of his. They always made communication awkward, especially when he couldn't gaze into the gorgeous eyes of his clanmates. "Good morning my dear Snowpaw, this wonderful newleaf day is but a shadow compared to your beauty."

NOTES ; Lay on the chessy chat up lines!~

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 4, 2015 0:47:38 GMT

Post by bird on Dec 4, 2015 0:47:38 GMT

Snowpaw was on bite four when she noticed someone out of the corner of her eye. She glanced over at the apprentice, her mossy green eyes shining inquisitively. She stayed where she was as the tom approached. She knew of Spiderpaw, but she had never talked to him much. She had spoken to him enough to know how flirtatious he was though. She waited for him to grow nearer before she mewed a quick hello.

His fur was glossy and pure and absolutely perfect. Not a spot or speck marred his beautiful pelt. She was envious of it, of him. Why couldn't she have had a clean pelt such as his? She momentarily put herself in his paw steps, trading her fur for his. Her black pelt gleamed in the pale morning light, the chill of dawn still clinging to the air as she groomed her pure pelt. She snapped back to reality, and reached up a paw to clean her face yet again.

She was about to say a friendly good morning to reply to Spiderpaw's greeting, but she was caught off guard by his compliment. She felt herself blushing underneath her fur, and she was for once glad that her ugly fur was hiding her new-found pinkness. She struggled to regain her composure. "Good morning, Spiderpaw," She responded, a couple moments too late. "Don't have training today yet?" Maybe if she ignored his compliment, it would feel less awkward.

Word Count: 238
Notes: Spider is so cute!

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 5, 2015 17:01:53 GMT

Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2015 17:01:53 GMT

Spiderpaw

Although the ebony tom was not aware of Snowpaw's resentment of her patterned fur, Spiderpaw admired her pelt. It reminded him of snow brushed onto a forest; it made her stand out like an elegant stargazer lily amongst lesser daisies. Solid pelts were nice and they had an advantage; Spiderpaw could hunt brilliantly after the sun had put away its beautiful colours; multi-coloured pelts were just... enchanting.

Shuffling his paws until his long forelegs were laid comfortably in front of him, Spiderpaw lay down on the cold morning grass next to Snowpaw; feeling the frost-tainted green to curl against his soft belly fur. Newleaf was his favourite season. Prey began to wake from its winter slumber, the days were still cold but more alert and everyone seemed to be at peace; wanting to curl up for warmth rather than fight for hunger.

The onyx apprentice noticed Snowpaw's apparent disregard for his compliment and it intrigued him. Whether she had ignored or accepted his comment, he must try harder. A smile will appear on that beautiful face, mark his words.

"Ah yes, I believe Lilyfang is busy at the moment." A sly smile crept across Spiderpaw's muzzle. "But I cannot complain since I have the company of a glorious she-cat such as yourself." Spiderpaw turned to gaze Snowpaw with soft yellow eyes. Her watchful orbs were stunning; a moss-like green that reminded him of warmth and safety, which was desired during these cold moons.

NOTES ; -shuffles pick-up line cards-

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 6, 2015 22:00:55 GMT

Post by bird on Dec 6, 2015 22:00:55 GMT

Snowpaw was stuck between awe and mild interest in the tom's black pelt. If only her own fur looked like that. Maybe her brothers would be nicer to her. She knew that it was unlikely for her to any good at hunting in the winter due to the brown in her pelt, and she couldn't be any good in newleaf due to the white. But as soon as night took its hold on the forest, Spiderpaw would be able to sneak around like a ShadowClan cat.

Not that she thought him anything like a ShadowClanner in any other way. From their interaction, she knew he must not be cruel and ruthless as they seemed to be. No, he was one of the most chivilrous cats Snowpaw knew about. Almost too chivilrous for the she-cat.

Words kept coming out of the tom's mouth, and Snowpaw did not let herself shiver as he yet again complimented her appearace. She knew better. She did not dislike her appearance because she knew others thought it was ugly. No, she just assumed that they would see what she saw. She disliked her pelt because she knew that Snowpaw thought it was ugly. It was deeper than just worrying about other's opinions.

She looked down at her feet shyly, giving her paws a shuffle before gazing back up at the tom. "Uh, thank you," She responded half-heartedly, her voice soft and quiet. Was he flirting with her? I mean, she knew he had the tendancy to act in this manner frequently, but it was wierd for anyone to be acting like this. She decided that she may as well compliment him back. "I am glad to be sitting with such a wonderful tom cat," She smiled, blinking her mossy green eyes. Might as well try to not be as reserved and shy. No one could ever make friends if they lived in a cave.

Word Count: 320
Notes: At least she is trying ^^'
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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 7, 2015 20:05:34 GMT

Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2015 20:05:34 GMT

Spiderpaw

Spiderpaw purred as she thanked him, a surprisingly soft sound regarding his dark appearance. It was because of moments like this that he flirted the way he did. A thanks and maybe a smile if he was lucky. Although Snowpaw's response seemed a bit hesitant, almost disbelief in his compliments, her voice was just as pretty as her.

His purr halted in his throat when she complimented him back, like a rainstorm suddenly stopping. The ebony tom's ears pricked and his eyes widened slightly in surprise; rarely anybody compliments him back. Spiderpaw's mind began to over think the response and he began to panic slightly at the false intensity. "Oh! Erm, t-thank you." The apprentice stuttered, his cool facade breaking down slightly.

A rumbling purr started up again as Spiderpaw quickly built back up his confident persona. The tom tilted his head down and away from Snowpaw, making his ears fold crooked to give a bashful appearance. "You'll make me blush, beautiful." Spiderpaw lifted his head and gazed at Snowpaw, winking a glittering amber eye to let her know he was joking.

Despite his constant flirts, Spiderpaw always panicked when cats responded to his advances. In a way, the tom was a coward when it came to real love and he was always the first to back away when another cat responds. Hypocritical, if you think about it...

NOTES ; -wasn't expecting-

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 9, 2015 1:03:43 GMT

Post by bird on Dec 9, 2015 1:03:43 GMT

Snowpaw immediately crawled back into her mental cave. Nope, it was far too dangerous out there to even bother leaving. She didn't even remember why she had attempted to speak up in the first place. Was she really that desperate to make a friend? Her green eyes darted back to her paws, and they began to shuffle the dirt again in discomfort. What should she say now?

The silence lasted a bit longer than it probably should have before Spiderpaw responded. She had embarrassed him! How mean of her, to embarrass a cat who was just trying to be nice to her. It was insulting to poor Spiderpaw that she had made him uncomfortable. The only righteous thing to do would be to apologize...

"Um, sorry," She mewed quickly and quietly, part of her still not wanting to be heard. She glanced back up at him only to find a much more bashful tom in his place. His wink let her know that this was only a facade, and her whiskers gave the slightest twitch to show that she wasn't completely tuned out yet. No, she still wanted to get to know Spiderpaw. He seemed nice enough, even if his constant compliments were more than uncomfortable for her.

"Um, have you eaten yet?" She asked,"If not you could share this mouse with me," The she-cat gestured to the mouse at her feet.

Word Count: 236
Notes: and back she goes
Tagging: @themadcatter

Last Edit: Dec 9, 2015 1:05:37 GMT by bird

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 9, 2015 21:09:07 GMT

Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2015 21:09:07 GMT

Spiderpaw

Spiderpaw flicked his ears in surprise and concern at Snowpaw's apology. What was she sorry for? The tom certainly didn't want the pretty she-cat to fell apologetic! Frowning slightly, the ebony tom pondered on what he could've done to make her feel sorry. Was it is his acting? Probably, he hadn't meant to make everything uncomfortable.

The ebony tom could feel himself getting worried and so he shook his head, his unusual ears flopping about as Spiderpaw cleared his head of sorry thoughts. Nobody should be guilty nor sad! Each day was beautiful and he would certainly make Snowpaw realise that she was just as beautiful as any setting sun! Spiderpaw purred again and licked his chest once as he came to his conclusion; tilting his head towards Snowpaw as she spoke again.

"Oh! Why thank you beautiful. Do you mind if I edge closer?" The ebony tom shuffled sideways until his black fur and her white fur were touching. Feeling warm inside due to the closeness, Spiderpaw leaned down at took a small bite of the mouse; chewing to drain the forest's colours and taste before swallowing the tasty morsel. With a sly golden glance, Spiderpaw looked at Snowpaw to see how she was reacting to the contact, ready to move if it became too uncomfortable.

NOTES ; -wasn't expecting-

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Scrubbing the Pain Away (Catter) Dec 20, 2015 21:54:53 GMT

Post by bird on Dec 20, 2015 21:54:53 GMT

Snowpaw took a step back as the tom shook his head and his ears started to flop around like bats' wings. What in Silverpelt was the tom doing? Had a fly flown into his ear? She sure hoped not. That must be very uncomfortable. That must happen to Spiderpaw a lot, his ears were so big.

He seemed to regain his usual nature, and the tom spoke as he edged closer to her. She tried to stop herself from shivering as their fur touched. She didn't want to let Spiderpaw know that she was dreadfully terrified right now. Well, not terrified. Uncomfortable, maybe? She pondered, trying to take her mind off of the very tiny space between her and the black apprentice.

She reached down to take a bite of the mouse. As the contact remained, she started to not be scared of it. After all, cats stood side by side all the time. In some weird way, she felt a warm feeling in the pit of her stomach from the connection she suddenly felt between her and Spiderpaw. She took another bite of the mouse, letting the flavors melt into her mouth before swallowing. It tasted better than the previous bite, but that was probably because she had been too nervous to chew it carefully.

She glanced at Spiderpaw only to find that he was looking at her. She blinked warmly, and then turned back to stare at the mouse. Being close to others felt good. Before, she had only ever been this close to Mousepaw, her fur brushing against the timid apprentice. But maybe she would find another companion in Spiderpaw. She didn't talk. She didn't know what to say.

Word Count: 283
Notes: I don't know what's happening to this mess
Tagging: @themadcatter

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