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She felt like such a screw-up. All she had wanted was to help Magpiepaw heal papa with herbs, and now here she was. A stale bed of leaves below her body in the Medicine Den, the still body of her papa a few feet away from her. She couldn't help but feel her eyes linger on him for longer than they should, hoping to see his chest rise and fall --- a sure sign that he would eventually wake up. Still, a part of her knew it was a good sign they were keeping him in here rather than elsewhere, knowing that if he was removed from the camp entirely it would be a much more dire sign.
Her body felt a clawing soreness, the battering from the much larger rogue likely causing some bruising and other minor wounds. She winced slightly, the sticky sensation of cobwebs that clung to her torn ear making her flick it slightly --- constant irritation, the feeling of something there that shouldn't be. She let out a heavy sigh, paws flexing against the bed she lay on. She watched Magpiepaw, the apprentice had basically been left to his own devices since the incident involving Cicadabuzz. She hardly knew the tom, their only interactions being when she was smaller, when she first came to camp and began to get to know everyone. He had always looked at her strangely, she was unaware why. Perhaps it was the strange scent that clung to her pelt, not many had commented on it, but she still had not picked up Shadowclan's scent, nor did she smell like any feline. Her scent was strange, dull, but almost smelling like a different animal entirely.
She watched him curiously, doing something with herbs she wasn't aware of. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously, small blue eyes narrowing as she tried to get a better look.
Her body felt a clawing soreness, the battering from the much larger rogue likely causing some bruising and other minor wounds. She winced slightly, the sticky sensation of cobwebs that clung to her torn ear making her flick it slightly --- constant irritation, the feeling of something there that shouldn't be. She let out a heavy sigh, paws flexing against the bed she lay on. She watched Magpiepaw, the apprentice had basically been left to his own devices since the incident involving Cicadabuzz. She hardly knew the tom, their only interactions being when she was smaller, when she first came to camp and began to get to know everyone. He had always looked at her strangely, she was unaware why. Perhaps it was the strange scent that clung to her pelt, not many had commented on it, but she still had not picked up Shadowclan's scent, nor did she smell like any feline. Her scent was strange, dull, but almost smelling like a different animal entirely.
She watched him curiously, doing something with herbs she wasn't aware of. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously, small blue eyes narrowing as she tried to get a better look.
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APPRENTICE OF SHADOWCLAN
she / they / it, afab (demi-girl)
06 moons old, ages on the 26th.
npc x npc, littermate to pricklepaw, skypaw, hollypaw, branchpaw, iconoclast
raised by timberfrost, adopted siblings to stoatstream, fleafire, monsterbark
mentored by sablestar, mentor to no one
SPEECH // OTHER'S SPEECH // THOUGHTS
INODOROUS // INTERACTION