Private Territory I Just Wanna See You Smile // Mousefang

[Sagesong's icon Sagesong Sagesong]

Oh, now I'm here and i'm hoping
for sun in the afternoon

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They were finally free of the med den, thank the stars. Near the end of her recovery Sagesong was beginning to get stir crazy. Being essentially nestbound for a moon and a half made the warrior miss even the more boring things such as border patrols. Today however they had snagged Mousefang as the warrior finished breakfast, all but dragging him along for a walk outside of camp.

Sagesong trots along a path of flowers taller than she is long, looking back at the other with a light laugh. "So," She purrs out. "You have an apprentice now! Are you excited?"

Back before Skyclan left the gorge, she had been surprised when Crowpaw was given to her to mentor when Mousefang was right there and perfectly capable of doing so. He was far more experienced, had grown up as a Skyclanner while they had simply drifted in after a bad storm. It had seemed unfair- especially when new kits joined the clan later and were apprenticed to others. The tom deserved a chance to pass on his skills, it was about time Hawkstar finally acknowledged him.

"If it had been up to me, you would have been given an apprentice moons ago. You deserve it."

26 moons

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skyclan warrior

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bio

The Flood, The Feeling Comes Over

SAGESONG

✿—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✿— Small, Curly-furred, Mottled Black And Brown Cat With Heterochromia.
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[Mousefang]

A rake of claws against a mirror - grazing pelts we all once wore.

Any other cat who might have bothered him with few exceptions that morning would've been dismissed with an excuse and cold rebuff. But Sagesong was one of those exceptions, he held not a single shred of dislike for her as he might others for various reasons and though the brown tabby longed to be left alone he agreed after only a moment of hesitation. Out the camp they went, pawsteps in stride and ears alert. The small talk was expected, the topic was not so much so but unsurprising. Mousefang finally had an apprentice - he was sure this was news worthy to some who liked to push their noses in others businesses but with the tortie it was less snooping and more attentive interest.
"I am looking forward to it, I suppose that's close enough to being excited." Mousefang was no giddy kitten about having finally been given his dues, but he wasn't about to wallow in the past when the future was suddenly more promising; aside from...the voices. It was hard to say if he was hearing things of some part of his mind was louder than his own thoughts, but the mantra he had awoken from the other day still echoed faintly - a demand, retribution. Kill Hawkstar. No part of him had considered such a path before, he was a loyal SkyClanner and despite his dislike to her he was unwilling to defy Hawkstar boldly in the way his heart achingly wanted to.

"Kind of you to say." He says softly, his tone sincere. While he believed Sagesong to be appealing to his wounded ego he knew deep down the warrior was not the sort to simply say meaningless words; he fully believed Sagestar would have been more accommodating, but also under Sagestar he would not have lost his rank and reputation in one fell swoop by virtue of his mother's blood. "I suppose it doesn't matter now, I have one finally-all I can ask." And in doing so he was a step closer to the possibility of being a deputy one day.

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Mousefang

— SkyClan Warrior (Scout)
— He/Him
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— A black rosette tabby with high white & mint green eyes.
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