SMOKE
APPRENTICE OF SKYCLAN
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The adrenaline has long faded from Smoke's system by the time he nears Skyclan's camp, and the pain from his injured leg has fully set in. He is almost fully limp on Flowercloud's back, doing the bare minimum to hang on, and his eyelids are drooping. Being carried like a kit is humiliating and he hates it, but at least it means he does not have to do anything. With how miserable he feels, all he wants to do is take a nap. He refuses to do that in front of a strangers though, so his eyes stay stubbornly open.
As Flowercloud carries him through the dense pine trees surrounding the camp, his eyes go wide. Suddenly his humiliation is the last thing on his mind. When she had mentioned her camp he had imagined a small den with a family or two in it, not this. A whole clearing filled with cats weaving in and out of at least five different dens. Each cat moves with purpose, and they all look healthier and stronger than him. Each of them share the same strange scent that Flowercloud and Cloudbearer have. His eyes dart back and forth as he tries to count them all, but they are everywhere. He is surrounded.
His tiny claws poke into Flowercloud's back.
It is only after he sees all the warriors and is afraid that he notices there are other cats too. Kits peek out of one den, tinier than even he is. In the entrance of another there are cats older than any he has ever seen lazily stretching. He blinks. It feels like he has stepped into another world.
//@flowercloud and @Cloudbearer but no need to wait!!
As Flowercloud carries him through the dense pine trees surrounding the camp, his eyes go wide. Suddenly his humiliation is the last thing on his mind. When she had mentioned her camp he had imagined a small den with a family or two in it, not this. A whole clearing filled with cats weaving in and out of at least five different dens. Each cat moves with purpose, and they all look healthier and stronger than him. Each of them share the same strange scent that Flowercloud and Cloudbearer have. His eyes dart back and forth as he tries to count them all, but they are everywhere. He is surrounded.
His tiny claws poke into Flowercloud's back.
It is only after he sees all the warriors and is afraid that he notices there are other cats too. Kits peek out of one den, tinier than even he is. In the entrance of another there are cats older than any he has ever seen lazily stretching. He blinks. It feels like he has stepped into another world.
//@flowercloud and @Cloudbearer but no need to wait!!
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SMOKE
— 6 MOONS
— HE/HIM
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Tiny silver tabby with high white and bright orange eyes.
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