Open Camp lost in thoughts - intro

[twigpaw!]

TWIGPAW ✽ 7 MOONS ✽ RIVERCLAN

Twigpaw lazed around camp, a bit stuck in her mind. She tried her best to notice the grainy earth beneath her paws, the cool leaf-bare breeze against her fur, the rustling of the foliage around her. Ugh, I can't even focus on any of that.

Slumping down on a rock, Twig let out an exasperated breath. The aloof apprentice was usually unaccompanied and quite enjoyed the solitude, but she found that today, of all days, she'd have to admit her need for a little conversation.

The feline's green eyes peered around the camp. Starclan. The apprentice thought. Do I even have anyone to talk to?

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[Iciclepaw Iciclepaw]

We will call this place our home
The dirt in which our roots may grow
Though the storms will push and pull
We will call this place our home

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" H-hello… What are you doing? " came the soft mew from the white-furred apprentice, his blue eyes wide and curious as he gazed down at the other. For a moment, the image of his old life flickered through his mind, scavenging alone through the shipyard, a little ghost slipping through shadows so no one would notice him. That had been before. Before Pikestar. Before family. Before he'd learned that his voice mattered, even when it trembled.

Now, he stood as Pikestar's apprentice, small, uncertain, but seen. " N-nothing to do? " he asked after a heartbeat, padding over to settle down beside the other apprentice. A light, tentative smile crossed his face, the kind that never quite reached full confidence but still held warmth. " None of the other kits or apprentices seem to be up yet either, huh? B-because I'm pretty sure Piranhakit would be racing around by now. " His whiskers twitched with a quiet hint of amusement as he glanced toward the nursery, then to the apprentices' den.

After a pause, his ears flicked. " …W-waiting for your mentor, maybe? "

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[twigpaw!]

TWIGPAW ✽ 7 MOONS ✽ RIVERCLAN

Twigpaw's ears perked up at the sound of pawsteps her way, followed by soft mews. Her eyes slowly moved up to meet the wide eyes of Iciclepaw.

"Yeah," Twigpaw started, her eyes darting away briefly as she brushed a paw against the stone beneath her, "It's pretty boring. Except maybe watching Piranhakit act like a minnow, running around with so much energy." The molly's eyes flickered back to meet the apprentice's. "I actually don't have a mentor yet... haven't been paired with anyone..."

Twigpaw took a moment to peer at Iciclepaw. She hadn't talked with him much before this moment. "So, what are your plans for this fine day?" The piebald apprentice motioned to the uneventful camp morning. "I guess there's a lot of potential for the day, no?"

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[Frostmoth]

Frostmoth has barely made it into camp before he spots Iciclepaw chattering with Twigpaw, asking what she's up to. To Frostmoth, it looks like the apprentice is lazing in the sun, and he has half the mind to ask if she's caught up on her duties. Though he is in a relatively good mood today, and it halfway seems like Iciclepaw is already doing it for him. Though it isn't until he draws closer that he hears Twigpaw state in a disappointed voice that she hasn't been given a mentor yet. Frostmoth grimaces and makes a note to himself to talk to Pikestar about that whenever he sees him again.

"You'll have a mentor soon enough," Frostmoth assures the apprentice, though he winces to think that any cat reaching apprentice age has gone without a mentor. Surely Twigpaw hasn't been an apprentice for long, right? The deputy isn't even sure that the protocol would be for a cat who begun their training late... There are some who are more difficult- like Rookpaw, who had been handed off to the short-tempered Pigeonpearl- who he assumes will spend longer in training... But even then... The deputy frowns, losing himself in thought for a moment before returning his gaze to Twigpaw. "Anyhow... You are welcome to join any of the other mentors and apprentices for training, so that you stay on track."

He is sure that Lavenderpaw, despite her good graces, would probably hate this, but he offers it anyhow: "You could come hunt with me and Lavenderpaw. She could show you a thing or two," he shrugs. There is a small amount of pride within Frostmoth to think of his apprentice as teaching another on basic skills, but he does not let it ink into his tone beyond feeling it grow in his chest. "Iciclepaw, you can come too, if you'd like," he glances at the pale-furred apprentice before turning to look and see if Lavenderpaw is ready to head out of camp yet.

/ apprentice tag: @lavenderpaw

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