Fernstone and Breezepaw Replies

Colorpaw looked up at the bigger warrior. "Hi Fernstone!" They said, smiling as ever. "Long time no see!" She added, giggling at their own stupid joke.

The older cat smiled. “I heard you’re stomach growling from a mile away. Are you hungry?”

Colorpaw smiled a mischievous little grin. “Starving.” They say. Color jumps to their paws. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go already!” He says racing to the camp entrance.

Fernstone raced after the apprentice, “I’m coming, you rascal!” he mewed, chasing them out of camp.

She's about to continue her verbal assault on bees when it seems a shiver passes though her. She then perks her tail up and drops into a crouch. "Hey Breezy, I heard you were afraid of the stone tower!" They challenge.

Breezepaw scoffed, trying not to looked afraid. “Nuhuh! I go there all the time!” she countered, even though it was a lie. “I bet you’re the one who’s scared!”

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He turns to her insulted. “You’re on!” He says, racing ahead and towards the mysterious tower.

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Breeze took a short cut, trying to beat Splitsong, even though getting there meant facing the frights of the tower.

Applefall was looking for her apprentice, Crabpaw. That tom was always out of camp, playing with that damn crab. Seriously, why did he love the crab so much? It was like letting a live piece of prey become one of their Clanmates. Still, he obviously had some special connection to it…treated the…

Fernstone lifted his head, looking towards Applefall. “Hey, Applefall. Are you looking for Crabpaw?” he asked, standing. He thought he saw the apprentice earlier, going out to do something with Sweetpaw.

Colorpaw looked up at the bigger warrior. "Hi Fernstone!" They said, smiling as ever. "Long time no see!" She added, giggling at their own stupid joke.

The older cat smiled. “I heard you’re stomach growling from a mile away. Are you hungry?”

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She's about to continue her verbal assault on bees when it seems a shiver passes though her. She then perks her tail up and drops into a crouch. "Hey Breezy, I heard you were afraid of the stone tower!" They challenge.

Breezepaw scoffed, trying not to looked afraid. “Nuhuh! I go there all the time!” she countered, even though it was a lie. “I bet you’re the one who’s scared!”

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((currently at camp)) Breezepaw nudged Colorpaw's side tentatively. "C'mon, wake up! Let's go explore the Marshy Pond- I heard that some Shoreclan cats might've been thinking about extending their border. We won't let them, right?" She mewed, tail twitching eagerly.

Colorpaw stretches out. Extending their claws and fighting off a yawn. Teaching shore clan a thing or two would be pretty cool. Color thought. But colorpaw hated the water, ther could always see theirself in it. They shook out their fur.

Woah! Sorry there)) they stood up. “Alright.” They agree after some consideration.

Breezepaw shakes her fur, running to try and catch them all before Colorpaw. “I’ll get more- that is, if you didn’t scare them all away already!”

Colorpaw laughs as they race to the pines. They were so not going to be caught cleaning the elders. Breezepaw could lick fathers for all they cared.

Breezepaw skidded up on Colorpaws heels as they reached the Pines. She ducked down, and darted for a tree, hoping Colorpaw wouldn’t have as much luck as she. “…come on…where are you…” she muttered under her breath as she flicked her ears around, trying to find one.

A soft rustle of wings caused her heart to pick up with anticipation as she lightly pressed a paw onto the nearby branch. On the one below it a small bird sat, cleaning its wings…

Meanwhile Colorpaw was having the best of luck! I’d tell you more about it…but I don’t wanna spoil anything

…okay??)) After catching a few, Breezepaw went to go see how Colorpaw was doing.

ColorPaw has caught two birds and a mouse. She purrs and nods at Breezepaw. “Pretty great, huh? Usually warriors only bring home a few kills.” They says.

Breezepaw nods, setting down her two birds, as well. “But that one’s a mouse…we were going for birds, remember?” she purred, sniffing the prey. “I’m hungry…let’s hurry and bring it back to camp.”

ColorPaw lashes her tail and drops into a crouch. “I couldn’t help it, a true warrior catches any prey!” They hiss. Colorpaw then stands and nods, leading the way.

Breezepaw follows, carrying her prey in her mouth and under her jaw, trying not to let it drop. “Mph.” she mumbles, almost dropping one as they make it to the camp entrance. She gently nudges Colorpaw’s tail to hurry her along before she actually drops one and squishes it or something.

Colorpaw races ahead and drops off the freshkill once she gets inside. “Thanks for they trip Breeze!” They call over their shoulder, walking away.

"Wait! Does that mean I have to do the cleaning?" she asks, ask Colorpaw walks off. She sighs. Oh well, Colorpaw did win.

((currently at camp)) Breezepaw nudged Colorpaw's side tentatively. "C'mon, wake up! Let's go explore the Marshy Pond- I heard that some Shoreclan cats might've been thinking about extending their border. We won't let them, right?" She mewed, tail twitching eagerly.

Colorpaw stretches out. Extending their claws and fighting off a yawn. Teaching shore clan a thing or two would be pretty cool. Color thought. But colorpaw hated the water, ther could always see theirself in it. They shook out their fur.

Woah! Sorry there)) they stood up. “Alright.” They agree after some consideration.

Breezepaw shakes her fur, running to try and catch them all before Colorpaw. “I’ll get more- that is, if you didn’t scare them all away already!”

Colorpaw laughs as they race to the pines. They were so not going to be caught cleaning the elders. Breezepaw could lick fathers for all they cared.

Breezepaw skidded up on Colorpaws heels as they reached the Pines. She ducked down, and darted for a tree, hoping Colorpaw wouldn’t have as much luck as she. “…come on…where are you…” she muttered under her breath as she flicked her ears around, trying to find one.

A soft rustle of wings caused her heart to pick up with anticipation as she lightly pressed a paw onto the nearby branch. On the one below it a small bird sat, cleaning its wings…

Meanwhile Colorpaw was having the best of luck! I’d tell you more about it…but I don’t wanna spoil anything

…okay??)) After catching a few, Breezepaw went to go see how Colorpaw was doing.

ColorPaw has caught two birds and a mouse. She purrs and nods at Breezepaw. “Pretty great, huh? Usually warriors only bring home a few kills.” They says.

Breezepaw nods, setting down her two birds, as well. “But that one’s a mouse…we were going for birds, remember?” she purred, sniffing the prey. “I’m hungry…let’s hurry and bring it back to camp.”

((currently at camp)) Breezepaw nudged Colorpaw's side tentatively. "C'mon, wake up! Let's go explore the Marshy Pond- I heard that some Shoreclan cats might've been thinking about extending their border. We won't let them, right?" She mewed, tail twitching eagerly.

Colorpaw stretches out. Extending their claws and fighting off a yawn. Teaching shore clan a thing or two would be pretty cool. Color thought. But colorpaw hated the water, ther could always see theirself in it. They shook out their fur.

Woah! Sorry there)) they stood up. “Alright.” They agree after some consideration.

"You? Beat me? Hah! I’ll be so fast you’ll think I disappeared." Breezepaw mewed, and darted off towards the Marshy Pond. "Catch me if you can!

"Why don’t you tell me?" Breezepaw replies, splashing water into Colorpaw’s face with a flick of her paw, amused.

ColorPaw pushes the other apprentice away. “Hey, I bet I can catch more birds than you”Colorpaw challenges.

Breezepaw shakes off her fur, doubtful. “Loser has to clean the elder’s nest for half a moon,” she crinkles her nose, hoping she wins…that’s not a fun job.

Colorpaw laughs. “You are on!” They say, and without hesitation leap out of the pool and yowls as loud as possible. Scaring all nearby birds for sure.

Breezepaw shakes her fur, running to try and catch them all before Colorpaw. “I’ll get more- that is, if you didn’t scare them all away already!”

Colorpaw laughs as they race to the pines. They were so not going to be caught cleaning the elders. Breezepaw could lick fathers for all they cared.

Breezepaw skidded up on Colorpaws heels as they reached the Pines. She ducked down, and darted for a tree, hoping Colorpaw wouldn’t have as much luck as she. “…come on…where are you…” she muttered under her breath as she flicked her ears around, trying to find one.

A soft rustle of wings caused her heart to pick up with anticipation as she lightly pressed a paw onto the nearby branch. On the one below it a small bird sat, cleaning its wings…

Meanwhile Colorpaw was having the best of luck! I’d tell you more about it…but I don’t wanna spoil anything

...okay??)) After catching a few, Breezepaw went to go see how Colorpaw was doing.

((currently at camp)) Breezepaw nudged Colorpaw's side tentatively. "C'mon, wake up! Let's go explore the Marshy Pond- I heard that some Shoreclan cats might've been thinking about extending their border. We won't let them, right?" She mewed, tail twitching eagerly.

Colorpaw stretches out. Extending their claws and fighting off a yawn. Teaching shore clan a thing or two would be pretty cool. Color thought. But colorpaw hated the water, ther could always see theirself in it. They shook out their fur.

Woah! Sorry there)) they stood up. “Alright.” They agree after some consideration.

"You? Beat me? Hah! I’ll be so fast you’ll think I disappeared." Breezepaw mewed, and darted off towards the Marshy Pond. "Catch me if you can!

"Why don’t you tell me?" Breezepaw replies, splashing water into Colorpaw’s face with a flick of her paw, amused.

ColorPaw pushes the other apprentice away. “Hey, I bet I can catch more birds than you”Colorpaw challenges.

Breezepaw shakes off her fur, doubtful. “Loser has to clean the elder’s nest for half a moon,” she crinkles her nose, hoping she wins…that’s not a fun job.

Colorpaw laughs. “You are on!” They say, and without hesitation leap out of the pool and yowls as loud as possible. Scaring all nearby birds for sure.

Breezepaw shakes her fur, running to try and catch them all before Colorpaw. “I’ll get more- that is, if you didn’t scare them all away already!”

Colorpaw laughs as they race to the pines. They were so not going to be caught cleaning the elders. Breezepaw could lick fathers for all they cared.