{$title} Prompt 115 (Claim your spot on sunningrocks for the day) and Prompt 122 (Dip your toes in the river shallows)
————————————— The melody sings what the words can't say. ✦
The ache of Boarpaw's body had grown frankly unreasonable at that point; he had hoped growing to meet the eyes of his mentor would be the point where he stopped getting taller. But when he realised he had outgrown her? It made his fears feel more grounded. He was already awkwardly shaped, enormous paws and a jaw jutting out awkwardly, but a body that seemed to be larger than that not just of his siblings, peers and even his mentor; it was exhausting.
He had already felt guilty at the idea of wasting herbs. Rowanpaw and Serpentberry were busy enough, and he heard their stress wanting to find enough to last the clan through leafbare. So it was why his aching paws led him out to Sunningrocks, with some of his peers in tow.
Honestly, he wouldn't have minded going alone, but having mentioned in passing he wanted to see if the Sunningrocks were all they seemed to be chaulked up to be, Flickerpaw and Webpaw seemed intrigued in coming along. And, well, the company didn't seem all too bad.
By the time the three reached the border, the sun was high in the sky, and the huge rocks seemed more and more appealing. "I'm justht here to do nothing, but Gingerflame sthaid that there'sth sthnakes, stho keep an eye out, okay?" He didn't want clanmates injured for an idea of his that may not even work, but the dull ache becoming shooting pain in his joints made him desperate to find something to soothe the ache in his bones before he had to turn to eating random plants.
Trotting ahead of his friends, he hopped atop the Sunningrocks, the enormous tom basically melting atop the warmed rocks. Boarpaw let out a satisfied sigh. While it wouldn't be a permanent fix, the sensation of the warmth of the stones under his pelt was enough for some momentary relief.
The oversized apprentice waved the others over, a smile knit across his face. "The water lookths clear today, we could go sthwimming too!" He purred, warmly, for a moment, everything feeling a little less heavy on the back of the apprentice.
- Tagging @FLICKERPAW @Webpaw
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Boarpaw
✦—Thunderclan apprentice | 10 moons
✦—He/They
✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✦—A long-haired, dark grey tom with a prominent underbite and blue eyes.
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