Private Camp TC clean your room, we've got company coming over // tenebrouspaw

[Briarpaw. Briarpaw.]

BRIARPAW, 11 moons / THUNDERCLAN APPRENTICE
A long-furred chocolate tortie with white tail tip.
Brother to Brick, Gracepaw, Echokit, Frecklekit, Victorykit
SPEECH || THOUGHTS
Tagging @tenebrouspaw

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"ThunderClan is lucky to have so many apprentices. But it does mean the nests need to be adjusted in the apprentices den."

"Why don't you and Tenebrouspaw work on that together? I've already asked her mentor."

Briarpaw was too old for this kind of task. He was practically a warrior! Why was he stuck cleaning out stinky old moss?

And with Tenebrouspaw? It was better than dealing with Gracepaw, but still. Couldn't have picked a pricklier cat to assign this task to. And honestly it should be her and one of those other younger apprentices, not someone who's practically a warrior and would be out of the den in under a moon, StarClan willing. As the pair of apprentices approached the den, he cleared his throat before speaking.

"Alright, if you start rolling up the dirty moss, I can work on expanding the den." Best to take initiative - he was not about to let her tell him what to do.

 

[tenebrouspaw]

There is no relief in being paired with an older apprentice. If anything, it's making her feel like she's being kitsat and infantilized more. She grinds her teeth together, the sound hardly muffled by the poor moss being shredded in the process. When they arrive, the den is mostly empty aside from old bedding. She instinctively looks towards her own nest, likely surrounded by her siblings. Briarpaw, however, diverts her attention elsewhere.

"... Why do I gotta do that?" She huffs, pushing back a morsel. The moss she's brought is placed by her paws as she looks back over the sea of bedding. "What if one of the new apprentices pissed in their beds?" Tenebrouspaw argues, though a short light of mischievousness flutters through her mind. "I'm not touching them. Not until we're sure there aren't any... surprises to be had." And who knows - maybe she'll learn of her sticky paws now, too, and take something as payment.