Open Territory WindClan a trip into the hot springs ⊱✿⊰ hot springs discovery

[Meadowpaw]

MEADOWPAW

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The chill in the air that morning was potent. Sinking deep into the bones of those who had gotten used to the green-leaf heat. Dew stuck to everything, and a flimsy fog blanketed the territory. All to be expected with how warm the ground still was.

She shouldered through the undergrowth, doing a sweep for any herbs. Lately, they'd had to dip into far too much of their storage for her own comfort—Especially when Gorsepaw, Talon, and Owlbear all still needed mending. Who knew who else might show up next, shredded and bleeding. She still wanted to visit RiverClan before leaf-bare arrived. As it was, they'd already waited long enough, and it worried her that there hadn't been any news about them since the gathering.

With a soft sigh, she pressed ahead. Though it was becoming clear that she picked a bad time to be out foraging. The fog made it difficult to pick out anything in the grass. "J-just a little longer and we'll head back! She chirped over her shoulder to the warrior accompanying her. Meadowpaw would have saved them the trouble, but it was still too dangerous to wander alone after the recent coyote attack. Dimmingsun might've taken up as their medicine-cat, but getting injured herself wouldn't have done WindClan any good.

Shouldering through a thick patch of growth, the fog ahead began to look... thicker? Also, Meadowpaw didn't notice right away but breathing felt different too, like the air was smothering her lungs. A heaviness was there, accompanied by a dense, almost metallic scent. "What in StarClan…" She murmured, damp lashes fluttering as she pressed cautiously forward.

That bit of caution proved not to be enough, because the ground gave underpaw. Meadowpaw yelped, falling forward and landing with a splash into something startlingly warm.

Coin Flip: Tails → Failure

Anyone could've been the warrior who escorted her out into the territory.

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I BELIEVE THAT THERES COURAGE

BUT ITS BURNIN' LIKE ASH IN THE WIND

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WINDCLAN

MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE

12 MOONS

SHE/HER

Meadowpaw values kindness and remembrance. As a kit, she internalized her mother's lessons, but questioned whether her way is the only way. She has broken free from the heavy burden of her mother's expectations due to their estrangement after the fire. She remains kind and soft-spoken through all she's endured, but is not afraid to speak out for what she believes is right.

Meadow works tirelessly at any task she undertakes, desperate to prove herself capable and worthy despite her disability. Without her mother's guidance, she finds new ways to express herself.

In conversations, she is gentle, thoughtful, and withdrawn, often hiding her struggles, fearing others seeing her as incapable. She continues to have a strong bond not only with her sister, but with her adopted family as well. Meadow uses her new freedom to support and deepen the bonds with her clanmates. Additionally, she has started to explore the more spiritual side of herself…

Her worldview is a complicated mix of hope and frustration. She wants to believe that there's hope at the end of all the suffering, but feels trapped by her limitations. With enough time and support, she may find a way to overcome her limitations and accept herself.

 

[scorchpaw]

NATURE CHEWS ON ME

( hidden scroll )

/ scorchpaw is also accompanied by a warrior/patrol <3 literally whoever, or can just be NPC :D i can also edit if need be lol

Scorchpaw, typically underfoot, tags along with a warrior to do some hunting. It had been a last-minute proposition, and the usually quiet apprentice had volunteered herself, wishing to get away from the clamoring camp. They are in the far reaches of the territory, but Scorchpaw does not complain despite her paws aching as she keeps pace with the older and larger cats. She'd rather be here than canned up in camp. Maybe she'll relent to being assigned an actual mentor instead of sneaking away to meet with the ghost-coated ThunderClanner. Having to follow orders and a training schedule seems like a better fate than being subjected to small talk and chores day in and day out. Besides, Scorchpaw finds that she's begun to enjoy learning in these recent moons.

As the patrol continues, she has resigned herself to carrying prey, and is mostly moving without thought when one of the warriors on the hunting patrol points out to the rest of them that they see the autumn-speckled coat of Meadowpaw up ahead. Scorchpaw could do without having to make nice with her clanmates. She suppresses an eyeroll when they suggest they should go check in on the medicine cat apprentice and her chaperone and then head in that direction. She tells herself that this is just prolonging her having to return to her prison, so to speak. Scorchpaw, again, moves without much real thought. She's checked out until she realizes that the air around them is growing thicker and hotter.

Scorchpaw squints against the steam. Is she imagining this? She squeezes her eyes shut and then shakes her head, but when she opens them again she finds the same surroundings. Thankfully, it seems that Meadowpaw and the accompanying warriors are all in the same boat. Scorchpaw's gaze is turned away when she hears the splash of Meadowpaw falling through the ground and into the water below, and she moves forward to make sure that the older apprentice isn't now suddenly drowning in some strange pitfall. What sour luck that would be. Befitting of whatever curse WindClan has, she thinks. "Are you okay...?" she propositions, squinting through the hot fog that rises around her as if it stings her eyes. Her voice crackles from misuse, but she finds her throat is soothed by the vapor. "It doesn't burn, does it? I can barely see you down there..."

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☼ scorchpaw is a windclan apprentice with a haunting disposition and leering gaze
☼ 9 moons old, ages on the last day of each month.
☼ currently has no mentor, though this is changing soon.
☼ in battle, physically moderate and psychologically difficult
☼ her parents are unknown and she is a former barncat.
☼ penned by carat, see her tags here.