Open Camp BREAKING THE LAW = ] intro / lazy [ =

[rookpaw]

He doesn't get it.

A yawn splits from his mouth then clicks shut as he stares at camp. Rookpaw had declined any offer at attending a hunting patrol or a border patrol or whatever the hell these cats did. The only reason he was really here was because Mistpaw was here and seemed to want to stay. Not that he had asked or whatever, but Rookpaw didn't want to bother asking. At this moment, other cats would catch food, and if he timed it right, Rookpaw could hook a small fish without anyone noticing his laziness. Though, really, he could catch his own food if he wanted to.

But anyways, back to the topic in his head- yeah, he doesn't get it. This so called "paw" thing, being an apprentice, being assigned to a cat like a whole bunch of his "denmates" to be "mentored". He almost rolled his eyes out of his skull at that meeting and slunk away in the shadows, hoping to be forgotten. He doesn't believe he was forgotten, just not mentored yet, and thus felt a little sicker at the whole idea. Then, what about the whole being-picked-by-the-stars or whatever? Rookpaw sniffed at the idea, turning his head to continue observing the other cats in camp. Seriously, what a load of dung.

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• ROOKPAW he/him, riverclan apprentice, 9 moons.
  ❄︎ a sh black tabby/black smoke chimera with low white, of which strikes across his face. storm blue eyes narrow at you as he scoffs and likely turns away. antagonistic, uncomfortable, upsetty spaghetty, hotel trivago.
  ❄︎ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ❄︎ brother to mistpaw
  ❄︎ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ❄︎ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.