Private Camp ThunderClan nothing wrong with a little embellishing // fawnkit

[Webpaw]

{$title} Takes place a few days after the border skirmish

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Webpaw couldn't explain it. The apprentice didn't have a single "caretaking" bone in her body - she was built for war and recklessness deep in her bones. And yet. over the past moon or so, something.... unfamiliar had begun inside her. Webpaw had found herself somewhat involved in some of the games the kits had played, and one kit in particular she had sort of. Found affection for. Fawnkit was careless and silly, and Webpaw's friendships were all based on competition and serious things like training and hunting.

So why did Fawnkit make her worry? Why did this childish kit make her laugh?

It was stupid.

But, in the aftermath of the skirmish, as her scrapes were patched up, she sought out Fawnkit by the nursery while the other kits did... whatever it is kits did. Webpaw puffed out her chest and padded over, making sure the healing wounds were visible as she approached, bearing a little piece of freshkill for the two to share as they chatted.

"Morning, Fawnkit," she mewed, dropping the fresh-kill in front of Fawnkit. "Notice anything different?"

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ThunderClan Apprentice
10 moons || she/her
SPEECH || THOUGHTS

The feeling was friendship /ref​

 

[Fawnkit]

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Fawnkit's belly grumbled with hunger - she should go get some prey. Just one more moment, she thought lazily, enjoying laying in the sun belly up. Her sisters argued inside the nursery and she had fun eavesdropping on their bickering, when Webpaw approached. Fawnkit immediatelly rose to her feet, mouth salivating at the sight of the food.

She looked at Webpaw thoughtfully - has Webpaw gained new scars? Fawnkit gasped, "Were you in a fight? How was it? Tell me everything!!!" She was so envious of Webpaw! Not only did she get to go outside, she was able to battle with something! Or somebody? Oh, how exciting!

Fawnkit wished to be a good fighter like the rest of ThunderClan when she grew up. And to do that, she needed to learn from them, from Webpaw. She munched on the fresh-kill the apprentice had brought for them and listened intently, eager to learn all she could.

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