- TORRENTPAW -
Not some average bones, I believe in love!
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Torrentpaw's paws travelled quicker than they ever had to Fourtrees that night, his heart crashing against his chest with the hope that she would be there. It seemed like moons had passed since he had last seen Stoatpaw, and every day after their meeting that he hadn't shown up for, his heart longed with the familiar, but odd sense of homesickness.
The reckless anger he had for Adderfang had been let go, but it was not without consequences. The trust he had dampened with his clanmates--and surely Stoatpaw--was the cost of his selfishness, and not a day had gone by that it didn't gnaw at his heart. The thought of not seeing her flower-speckled pelt, and instead an empty hollow in the moonlight of Fourtrees, made him feel sick.
Please forgive me, Stoatpaw. I promise I'll explain everything. I promise I'll make it up to you, and everyone else in Riverclan.
Pushing himself into the clearing, Torrentpaw's eyes flickered hastily across his surroundings, breath caught in his throat. His fear had been confirmed, but not all hope was lost. Ears swivelling in all directions, his gaze travelled upward towards the moon. To his relief, he was earlier than usual, as he couldn't help but leave the apprentice's den at the first sign that everyone was asleep. Silently thanking the timing, the young tom sat down, letting out the breath he had been holding on to.
Though as moments passed, Torrentpaw couldn't sit still any longer. Rising to his paws, he paced quickly back and forth across the grass as he stared at the ground, lost in intense thought.
The reckless anger he had for Adderfang had been let go, but it was not without consequences. The trust he had dampened with his clanmates--and surely Stoatpaw--was the cost of his selfishness, and not a day had gone by that it didn't gnaw at his heart. The thought of not seeing her flower-speckled pelt, and instead an empty hollow in the moonlight of Fourtrees, made him feel sick.
Please forgive me, Stoatpaw. I promise I'll explain everything. I promise I'll make it up to you, and everyone else in Riverclan.
Pushing himself into the clearing, Torrentpaw's eyes flickered hastily across his surroundings, breath caught in his throat. His fear had been confirmed, but not all hope was lost. Ears swivelling in all directions, his gaze travelled upward towards the moon. To his relief, he was earlier than usual, as he couldn't help but leave the apprentice's den at the first sign that everyone was asleep. Silently thanking the timing, the young tom sat down, letting out the breath he had been holding on to.
Though as moments passed, Torrentpaw couldn't sit still any longer. Rising to his paws, he paced quickly back and forth across the grass as he stared at the ground, lost in intense thought.
You can't change me
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You can't hide me
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TORRENTPAW He/Him | Riverclan Apprentice
⟡ A rosetted charcoal bengal with a sturdy build and thick, short fur. Torrentpaw is usually seen with a determined smile and always stands tall.
⟡ "speech" // thoughts
⟡ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.