PAFP SkyClan Journey 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 | 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

[WOLFSTORM]

i cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. i am coming unraveled. i am coming undone.

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"Hey, squirt." Wolfstorm's soothing rumble came, bumping shoulders gently against the other, fiery azure hues crinkled in muted amusement. Unfortunately, the younger wouldn't know what the older male was up to until it was too late—receiving a wolfish grin and a faceful of snow. A deep, thunderous laugh, quite surprising for the usual reserved, sarcastic tom.

He figured it was about time to raise their morals and get their bodies moving to warm up quicker with the frost-bitten weather biting at their hides and chilling them to the bones.

It'd also do him some good to unwind before he strangled Lostmoon to death or dump an entire tail length of snow over Duskpool's head for being a hypocritical stubborn ass. Wolfstorm couldn't say foxdung, but damn did it rub his fur the wrong way seeing someone his pops no less act like being a hobo was anything, but professional.

He flicked a wooly, raven-hued plumage against Cherryheart's flank, dark lips curled in a cheeky grin, fiery azure hues flashing in a carefree challenge. "Come on squirt, I'm a sitting duck with all this fur." He mused cheekily, staring at his adoptive sister, urging her to let go, even if it was for a few minutes.

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i hope my last breath ✦✦ is a sigh of relief

• ooc
  —— please wait for @Cherryheart and apprentice tag @Ponypaw
• 
  hold him gently in your hands
  
  he has been cracked enough as it is, and his

  heart

  is more

  shattered

  than he lets on​
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• wolfstorm he/him
  ♡ a massive scarred solid black maine coon with one white forepaw and bright firey azure eyes
  ♡ warrior of skyclan
  ♡ forty moons; ages on the 1st of every month
  ♡ speech thought attack
  ♡ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  
  penned by blueblossomtea​

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[Cherrydawn]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

There was a soft sneeze from the young warrior, shaking her head twice before she stretched out. The snow was cold upon her paws and... Frankly, the last time she had set eyes upon the snow she had been nothing but a young kit who... Frankly had been in the coziness of her two-legs... She had been pampered and spoiled then. Now? Well, this was something she surely needed to get used to! But... But she would, surely she would! She'd make the clan proud, she'd make that meanie eat her words of her being a daylight warrior. She no longer could consider herself that now, right? Her mismatched hues gazed to the side thoughtfully, taking in the other cats of the clan she choose as her home, one ear flicking once. Would there be others who deemed her... Weak? Or unfit for the life of a warrior, simply because of where she had been from? That... Felt unfair. She really did try to pull her weight! She was a good fighter, atleast... She hoped she was... And she could hunt... And she--

There was a squeak of surprise when someone bumped against her, eyes widening a tiny bit as she turned to look at the one who had pulled her out of her thoughts, only to be met with a face full of snow. There were a few sputters of surprise as she used her paws to get rid of the snow in her face, shaking her head a couple of times with a small laugh. " Wolf!! Taking me by surprise! " she mewed out, puffing a bit of snow away from her whiskers before she jumped to her paws and stood at the ready, her tail flicking to the side.

" Oh, you! " she cried out before flinging a bit of snow toward the other. " I can surely put a change in that!"

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle

@WOLFSTORM @Ponypaw

 

[Ponywhistle]

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"Eeeek!" Ponypaw hurriedly ducked behind Wolfstorm to avoid being caught in the crossfire. They were going to get snow in her fur, and she was going to get all wet! With weather like this, it would take until sundown for her to dry off properly. it wasn't until she heard the smack of snow against her mentor's pelt that she poked her head back around to look at the perpetrator. Cherryheart! She was going to get Wolfstorm all wet too!

"Oh no you don't!" Ponypaw gathered her courage and charged into battle, taking exaggerated leaps and hops in order to move through the snow. She would protect her mentor, or she would freeze to death trying! The little she cat mustered up all of her weight to launch herself at Cherryheart, in a valiant attempt to knock her over into the soft snow.

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[Bright]

I'LL BE RIGHT BESIDE YOU​

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Wide green eyes watched in curiosity as the playful scuffle unfolded, cats hurling snow around at each other and shrieking in glee. It warmed Bright in a way the weather couldn't chill, but it also left him a little sad as well, wishing that he had hadn't been the only one to make it to Skyclan. Maybe then, he'd be playing in the snow as well.

"Y-you can do it, Ponypaw!" he called out in encouragement to the apprentice, smiling as he watched from the sidelines.

Skyclan really was an amazing place. It was everything Flowercloud had promised him it would be, and he couldonly imagine how much better things would get once they found their proper home. Without the rats plaguing the groups land, things truly would be peaceful. He wished that he could show it all to Stormy; the smiling faces, the sense of hope. He wanted to tell her how right she'd been about the world being a beautiful place-- that all it took was a few cats with good hearts to make a difference.

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loner/future skyclanner - male - a lean, dark tabby with asymmetrical white and bright green eyes​

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[SPIKEPAW]

Snow... Spikepaw had just discovered what snow was! He's heard his clanmates briefly talk about it in passing conversations throughout the moons but he had never truly known what they meant until now. Yeah, this stuff was pretty cold. As if his paws weren't sore enough from all the walking, now they were freezing cold too? Did snow even serve a purpose besides... being cold and melting when it got too warm?

Apparently, there's another purpose that snow serves.

Once Cherryheart gets absolutely nailed in the face by a pawful of snow, pure awe strikes Spikepaw. His eyes widen and his jaws drop in amazement. Wolfstorm had thrown snow! Why hadn't he thought of that before? That was obviously the best way to use snow!

There was no time to waste. The havoc that ensues with Ponypaw attempting to tackle Cherryheart only thrills Spikepaw even more, driving the black tabby to quickly scoop up a wad of as much of the cold white stuff as he could manage. The tom who was innocently watching from the sidelines was the best target, Spikepaw concluded. "Think fast!" He called to @Bright before hurling a snowball in his direction.

𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 ✹ . + ˚ · 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖

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  — spikepaw / 9 moons / he/him pronouns
  — apprentice of skyclan
  — sh black tabby w/ low white and green eyes, small scar across right brow
  — click for tags

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[WOLFSTORM]

i cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. i am coming unraveled. i am coming undone.

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Wolfstorm snorted, loud and unapologetic, unable to dodge the snow hurtling toward his face, contrasting against solid black as it decorated his muzzle and cheeks. "Usin' me as a shield, eh, Ponypaw?" He rumbled loudly, amused as the young apprentice ducked behind his larger frame.

He would have dunked Ponypaw's head in the snow if she hadn't lunged toward his younger sister, drawing a loud snicker from the warrior, muzzle crinkling into a wolfish grin.

Can't say I'm sorry about this.

He flung snow at the two mollies, fiery azure hues dancing with clear amusement, fighting down the cheeky laughter bubblin' in his chest. "Oops. Paws must've slipped." He replied cheekily, takin' a step back, ready to bolt, watching Ponypaw and Cherry, chest heaving with warm, soft breaths dancing smoky around his scarred muzzle.

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i hope my last breath ✦✦ is a sigh of relief

• ooc
  —— xxx
• 
  hold him gently in your hands
  
  he has been cracked enough as it is, and his

  heart

  is more

  shattered

  than he lets on​
  ​
• wolfstorm he/him
  ♡ a massive scarred solid black maine coon with one white forepaw and bright firey azure eyes
  ♡ warrior of skyclan
  ♡ forty moons; ages on the 1st of every month
  ♡ speech thought attack
  ♡ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  
  penned by blueblossomtea​

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[Cherrydawn]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

Laughter bubbled up through the crisp, cold air as Cherry almost comically let herself fall into the snow when Ponypaw charged at her. "Oh no, whatever shall I do?!" she cried out, feigning panic while kicking up snow around her. Her playful antics earned a few curious glances from younger apprentices watching nearby, their wide eyes filled with curiosity at the older warrior's lightheartedness.

Then, without warning, Wolfstorm flung a burst of snow at both of them, catching Cherry and Ponypaw squarely in the face. Shaking the cold away, Cherry let out a soft chuckle and lightly patted the snow off Ponypaw's fur.

"Your mentor is turning against us!" she exclaimed with mock seriousness. "Apparently, he needs a good faceful of snow from the two of us! You in?"

She winked at the younger apprentice, her playful tone betraying her confidence. Despite the hardship of the journey ahead of them, there was always room for fun, especially when it brought the clan closer together.

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle

 

[Ponywhistle]

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indent Ponypaw only has a few moments to revel in her victory over Cherryheart before she receives a facefull of snow. She sputters and shakes the cold slush off of her face. Attacked? By her own mentor? How dare he! Ponypaw's ears flush with indignant rage, and from the cold.

indent "Your mentor is turning against us! Apparently, he needs a good faceful of snow from the two of us! You in?"

indent Ponypaw wasn't a huge fan of Cherryheart. Watching Wolfstorm laugh and joke with her, as if they had been born littermates, always made her stomach twist uncomfortably. 'Why is he spending so much time with her when I'm his apprentice? He should be paying more attention to me!' Despite this, Cherryheart's smile was contagious. And besides, Wolfstorm had started it. The two of them ought to team up to take him down!

indent"Alright. Lets do this!" Ponypaw gathers up some of the soft snow into a little heap, just like Asphodelpaw had taught her, and does her best to launch it towards Wolfstorm. Take that!

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[Downykit]

But my words, like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

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The little flutter of white specks falling from the sky truly did make a beautiful sight. Even with the cold breeze flowing through white fur, there was still something to enjoy in watching the flakes land and stick to the roots and branches of the trees. At least, for all the other cats. The small white fur ball that was Downykit couldn't help the tightness in her chest at seeing yet another round of the falling flakes. It almost seemed to burn her paws upon touch and she couldn't feel the ground underneath anymore.

But still, the kitten persevered, not wanting any of the others to worry. She had been sticking close to Sky-eyes when it seemed a war broke out from a simple bump. Her pawsteps froze and ocean blue eyes stared as the battle seemed to extend to a small group. A tilt of the head was given as Curly-fur joined the fray against Blue-wing and White-toe threw a mound at Green-eyes. When the kitten was almost hit by a ball herself, her ears fell back and she instinctively took steps back.

Hopping through the soft frozen liquid, Downy quickly stumbled her way to a tree root that was sticking out of the ground. Crawling her way up onto it like she would her mother's belly, she spread her front paws in front of her, pressing her pads against the exposed bark of the root. The feeling of moving vibrations through her paws helped ground her once again, and she laid her head against them, watching with big, curious eyes as the others seemed to enjoy their battle.​

OOC ✧❦✧ Basic Info

• ooc
  —— Because Downy is deaf, she hadls her own version of names for everyone <3
  Wolfstorm -> Sky-Eyes (for his blue eyes)
  Cherry -> Blue-Wing (For the butterfly on her collar)
  Ponypaw -> Curly-fur (for her laperm fur)
  Bright -> Green-eyes (for his bright green eyes)
  Spikepaw -> White-toe (for his single white toe)
• 
  string of lyrics / lengty or short quote goes

  here

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• Downykit she/her
  ❧ A Small Long Haired All White Molly with Sky Blue Eyes, Deaf In Both Ears and Mostly Mute
  ❧ Kitten of Skyclan
  ❧ 4 moons; ages on the 7th of every month
  ❧ speech thought attack
  ❧ peaceful + healing powerplay permitted
  
  penned by Taru​

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[Milkheart]

I like it better when the sun shines,
Give me those good times, then I'll be alright​

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MILKHEART, He/Him / 29 moons / Skyclan Caregiver
Seal Sepia tom with high white, has scruffy tipped ears, a long fluffy cream-white tail and amber-caramel eyes
Former mate of DUCHESS, Father of CREAMKIT and two others
Radiates Dad Energytm​, good with kits, warm and amicable (totally doesn't look like a hot chocolate, except he does)
Tagging [@]

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With his kits under the watchful eye of his fellow clanmates nearby, Milkheart decided to take in some of the surroundings one final time. Few Skyclan cats in recent memory had travelled out further than this from their former territory in the gorge, and even then this far was quite the stretch. Very soon the clan were going to be in largely uncharted territory on their way to a new home. It would be best to remember the old one fondly all the same, he thought.

Nearby, Milkheart noticed a few of the others playing in the snow. Wolfstorm initiated some sort of snow game with Cherryheart and Ponypaw. Spontaneous as ever, that fellow, and it was good of him to try and lift up the spirits of those in his company... Although, Milkheart did think that in some sense Wolfstorm often neglected himself. At least for now he seemed happy, so Milkheart took that as a win.

Not long after, Spikepaw seemed to take inspiration and tried to toss snow at Bright, evidently inspired by Wolfstorm. With the banter and merriment in full swing, Milkheart couldn't help but smile. This was something about Skyclan that he wished to protect; the part of these cats that had enough hope in them to hold onto whimsy even during a stressful time. "Just make sure what you throw is soft you lot— we don't want anyone being hit with ice chunks and getting bruised by accident!" Milkheart called out, noticing Downykit had waddled around to watch from atop an exposed tree branch pretty quickly for a kit as young as her. "Oh, Downykit, hello. Nice climbing." Milkheart raised a brow and moved to be near the little one—not only was she small, her fur was almost identical to the snow that was falling so it would be sensible to be sure of where she was at all times.

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I tell you what— you better not be bringing bad vibes,
Leave your troubles behind, then I'll be alright​

 

[Cherrydawn]

CHERRY OF SKYCLAN

When Milkheart called out a warning for them to be careful, Cherry couldn't help but giggle, flicking her tail playfully as she turned to face the older cat. " We promise to be careful, Milkheart! " she chimed back, her tone full of mischief. Then, with a sly grin, she leaned toward Ponypaw, gently bumping against her side.

" Let's show him how tough we can be. " Cherry whispered with a wink, her voice low and brimming with excitement. Her eyes gleamed with determination as she began gathering snow into a makeshift pile, already formulating a plan.

Her gaze darted toward Wolfstorm, and she smirked. Oh, he would regret underestimating them!

Without a second thought, Cherry let out a triumphant cry. " Chargeee! " she yelled, batting at the snow pile with all her might, sending an avalanche of frosty projectiles Wolfstorm's way. Laughter bubbled up from her as the flurry took flight, her heart racing with a certain playfulness. There was no doubt in her mind, this battle was theirs to win!

THROUGH DIRT AND SHADOW I GROW ——･ﾟ✦​

･ﾟ✦ —— I'm reaching light through the struggle