Backwritten RC SC Our mistakes, they were bound to be made // Stoatpaw

[Torrentpaw]

- 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.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ You can't change me ⟡ You can't hide me‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

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  TORRENTPAW‎ ‎ He/Him | Riverclan Apprentice ‎
  

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  ‎ A rosetted charcoal bengal with a sturdy build and thick, short fur. Torrentpaw is usually seen with a determined smile and always stands tall.
  

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  ‎ ‎ "speech" // thoughts
  

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  ‎ ‎ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Stoatstream Stoatstream]

——————————————— Together, we'll make our way home ✦

Part of her didn't know why she was going to Fourtrees, her heart still ached from that night almost a moon ago. But, she made a promise to herself to placate herself, and this was all she needed to do, just... Check, see if he's there or not. She can make up her mind when she checks the clearing.

She steeled herself, expecting nothing; she hadn't decided to think the best, that'd only get her hopes up and break herself all over again. Having left later than she usually did, she thought I'd give Torrentpaw a chance to arrive there first, but she couldn't bear to wait again.

As she made it to Fourtrees, she hesitated. What if he wasn't there? What if she had come all this way just for him to have given up on her already? Stoatpaw's stomach turned, hesitating. There was a moment she considered turning back, going back to Shadowclan and hunting rather than chasing someone who may not even be there...

But if she didn't check, she would never know. She would never get the confirmation, he could be there... Right there, just out of sight...

Just the thought, the possibility, made her fear falter; it was enough for her to take a step into the clearing. A smile crossed her maw as that familiar rosette tom stood there again, albeit he seemed rather distracted, not seeing her approach. "Torrentpaw?" His name tumbled from her lips, her eyes glittering in a welling of joy she hadn't thought she could feel again.

——— While you were sleeping,

Everything changed at once. ———

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  Stoatpaw
  ✦—Shadowclan apprentice | 11 Moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK, PAWSPEAK
  ✦—A slender white cat with faint lilac markings and blue eyes.
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  ⤷ Written by Phoenix ​

 

[Torrentpaw]

- TORRENTPAW -

Not some average bones, I believe in love!

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As soon as Stoatpaw's voice reached his ears, Torrentpaw instantly stopped in his tracks, his gaze fluttering over to hers. A surge of joy flowed through his chest, relief flooding his senses as all the fear he had prior faded away just at the sight of her.

"Stoatpaw!" Torrentpaw exclaimed, wasting no time reaching the other apprentice. He skidded to a halt in front of her, and as if his body acted on its own accord, he brushed his cheek against hers, his eyes shut tight with joy as he held her as close as possible. Chin reaching across her shoulder blades, a purr escaped his throat as he breathed in the familiar scent of her coat, the flowers dotting across her pelt tickling his nose.

Drawing himself away from her, Torrentpaw met her gaze as he parted his jaws to speak. "I have so much to explain…" He began, trailing off at the surprised look in Stoatpaw's eyes.

Torrentpaw's fur bristled, the tips of his ears turning warm. Butterflies seemed to flutter around his stomach as the realization of what he had just done settled. He blinked, confused at this new feeling that had found its way into his heart. It wasn't the same feeling as when he touched noses with Squidpaw or greeted Galepaw. No, this was different. Sure, he loved them, but they didn't make his stomach flutter and pelt grow warm like it did now.

Heart racing, the corners of his muzzle turned upward into a flustered smile, mirroring Stoatpaw's own beaming expression. "I'm so sorry Stoatpaw, I…" Torrentpaw continued, trying to find the will to speak normally.

"I promise I wanted to see you, I didn't forget about you–I could never forget about you." He rambled, his gaze darting across her face. "I did something stupid, something I shouldn't have, and had to pay the consequences." Torrentpaw admitted, a wave of shame washing over his pelt.

Taking a step towards her, his gaze shone with truth. Stoatpaw was already important to him, but these recent events truly emphasized how much he truly cared about her feelings and wellbeing. "Please forgive me Stoatpaw, I promise I'll never do something like that again. I hated not being able to see you."

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ You can't change me ⟡ 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.

 

[Stoatstream Stoatstream]

——————————————— Together, we'll make our way home ✦

She had been surprised to see Torrentpaw's reaction, his face lighting up as he skidded around to see her. But his running up to her and holding her so close made her pause for a heartbeat. Her clan weren't affectionate cats, a friendly head bump or curling of a tail at most. But Torrent's chin wound about her shoulders and tucked her close in a way she had never been held before, and she couldn't help but smile. Something whirred in her chest like snow stirred in a flurry, her breath filled with the warmth of his coat.

Torrentpaw pulled away to speak, but maybe her stunned expression made him pause as he stumbled over his words, something she had to giggle gently at, especially as his maw melded into a smile as he finally continued to speak. And, to her surprise, the first thing he breathed was an apology. She considered the dull ache in her chest as she wandered towards fourtrees, how it weighed her paws the whole way there.

The utter sorrow that had knit into her pelt the moon before, when he never showed up, the feeling of terror she had done something wrong. All that, and yet, he was apologising. Stoatpaw blinked once, and then again. Every word from Torrent's maw spilt like it had been eating him up inside, and the look in his eyes. It really had been.

The rosette stepped closer, apologising desperately. Stoatpaw usually held a terrible grudge; she still had resentment for many of her clanmates, and she had even held grudges against her own kin, though those faded in time. But Torrentpaw? She didn't have it in her heart to stay upset at him. She closed the gap between them and pressed her head beneath his chin, just the reassurance to feel him there was enough to make sure this wasn't some awful dream as she finally spoke. "Oh, Torrent, of course I forgive you." She purred, warmly.

Stoatpaw remained tucked beneath his chin for just a moment longer to reassure him in kind before pulling away so she could see him talk. "I-I will admit it had been eating me up, not seeing you, but that's why I came back here. I trusted you would come back, too." She smiled, her eyes crinkling as she continued. "And you did, you're here, and I'm just glad you're okay. I worried something had happened to you. I would have asked about you, but- Well-" Stoatpaw chuckled nervously, it was still very evident she wasn't welcomed by any Riverclan cat, so her asking the well-being of one of their apprentices only felt like a recipe for being interrogated, or worse.

It was impossible now for her to feel that dread she had walked all the way there with; instead, it felt like her paws were lighter than they had been in moons. Even the weight in her chest, the dread, had disappeared in a heartbeat now that he was here. Though something he said caught her attention. "What do you mean, that you 'did something stupid?' What could you have done to earn you being grounded for that long?" She cocked her head, curiously. Torrent seemed a little brash some days, but not enough to try and do something dumb that'd get him in trouble, right?

——— While you were sleeping,

Everything changed at once. ———

• 
  Stoatpaw
  ✦—Shadowclan apprentice | 11 Moons
  ✦—She/Her
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK, PAWSPEAK
  ✦—A slender white cat with faint lilac markings and blue eyes.
  #96d5f1/#50BBF0
  
  ⤷ Written by Phoenix ​