SkyClan Journey Staying up late [apprentice mischief/open]

Ponywhistle

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[This thread is OPEN as of now, but please allow the apprentices to have some fun before any adults come to spoil it!]
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Ponypaw nursed her aching paws. She had walked all day, without any breaks! It wasn't until the sun had almost set that everyone had set up camp in a small clearing. The apprentices had been directed to settle down under a bracken bush for the night. It would keep foxes and such away, but didn't keep out any of the cold, which nipped at Ponypaw's ears and nose, keeping her awake, even long after most of the clan had fallen asleep.

She craned her head over the warm bodies sleeping next to her, to see if anyone else in the makeshift den was having as much trouble as she was falling asleep.
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Oh
" a soft breath escapes Campionpaw when he looks up to meet the pale ochre eyes of his denmate now...bushmate, he supposes. Quickly, Camp rubbed his eyes dry before smiling warmly at the cinnamon girl, "
Couldn't sleep?
" As expected of him in his litter of three, it was his job to ensure his sisters were taken care of, so he'd gained some pretty useful skills in his short life; knowing a thing or two about being there for someone if they were struggling.
Scooting a little closer to Ponypaw, so as not to wake anyone else with their whispering, Campionpaw meows, "
My sisters sometimes like it when I tell them stories, it helps them fall asleep, wanna hear one?
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Ponypaw felt her ears flush a little. She wasn't a kit, who needed bedtime stories and coddling to fall asleep! Still, though...

Her mind had been racing all night. As soon as they set up camp, and didn't have walking to focus on, her mind had been flooded with anxious doubts. Like, what if it started raining, and they all froze to death? Or what if they had to cross a thunderpath, and she got hit by a monster? What if Bumblepaw and Asphodelpaw got picked up by a hawk and carried away? And once they got to the new territory, what would happen? What if it was barren, or filled with more nasty rats, or-

Ponypaw sighed.
"I think a story might be nice, just to help get my mind off of things..."
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It'd been such a long day. He hadn't been this tired or sore since the last time he was training with his father, only in this case he didn't have to worry about someone knocking him around until he was covered in bruises and scratches. That was thankfully not something he had to worry about with his new mentor, Duskpool. In fact, the entire clan trained with their claws sheathed and with enough restraint to never purposefully hurt each other. It was something the young tom was grateful for even if he refused to let anyone go easy on him.

But the journey was proving to be just as hard in different ways.

"You guys are gonna get us in trouble." he grumbled as he shifted to face them, tired eyes narrowing in disapproval even though he was having just as much trouble falling asleep as the rest. But bedtime stories were for children, which was something he could no longer be. "Besides, your gonna regret it when we have to get up at dawn and you haven't slept yet."

skyclan apprentice - male - brown/orange tabby chimera
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The excitement of the journey made it difficult to rest his eyes. Even as Spikepaw's paws were sore from wear and his eyes were heavy from sightseeing all day, he was still more than eager to get a move on first thing in the morning and discover new lands! Part of the tom would miss home, sure, but what if SkyClan's new territory was a whole lot cooler?! What if they made their dens in the trees like owls and squirrels did?

It seems that there are other restless souls around the black tabby, but they suggest the idea of storytelling to remedy their bedtime jitters. Yawnnnn, boriiiing! What were they, a bunch of elders? They had... like... a thousand more moons until they were elders!

The other brown tabby near them, though, does not favor the idea of staying up at all. Zukopaw was always so serious, like someone had made dirt in his fresh-kill. Spikepaw doesn't know how someone, especially so young, could go through life being so moody and irritable. "Don't be such a stick in the mud, Zukopaw." The black tabby huffs with a roll of his eyes.

Well, the unfun duds could stay in their nests if they wanted to. Spike, on the other paw, had other ideas. "Okay guys, but hear me out — what if we did something fun?" The apprentice proposes, his pale green eyes brightening with a smidge of mischief. "A little apprentices-only exploring, if ya' catch my drift?" Their mentors would never let them go off on their own, so this was their only chance to have a taste of freedom! "We could sneak back before anyone notices we're gone. C'mon guys, who's down?" Spikepaw hopes that some of his peers will want to go with him. He wouldn't expect Swallowpaw to agree if asked but he considered seeking her out too...

 
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Ponypaw had to cover her mouth with her paw to keep a surprised squeak from escaping.
"You mean leaving the den? That's a real mousebrained idea!" She leans forward, whispering. "Who knows what's out there? And besides, Hawkstar will skin us if she finds out!" Despite her protests, she can't hide the grin on her face. The last few days had been pretty boring, with the travel leaving no time for play or roughhousing. Spikepaw's crazy idea might be just the thing to clear up the miserable fog hanging over her.
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'CAUSE I'M A GIVER, AND A GIVER
IS A BAD, BAD THING TO BE

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celandinepaw & 06 moons & female & she/her
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Celandinepaw is far from the most social of creatures - keeping to herself more often then not, quiet amidst more rambunctious personalities. But she to, can't sleep, and so dual-toned eyes flick to look at Campionpaw when he speaks, head resting on her foreleg where she lays. " ... a story? " the invitation isn't actually extended to her, but she's curious nonetheless - they're all sharing the same space anyways. " Why would we get in trouble? Are we... not supposed to? " comes confused mews - her parents had never much minded when she went to bed in the nursery, so long as she wasn't up keeping the other cats in the nursery awake. But maybe being an apprentice was different - she's so new to this whole thing after all. Spikepaws suggestion however sounds much less fine - ears flattened to her skull as she shrinks in on herself timidly. They have no idea what might be out there - this isn't home after all.

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With an exaggerated yawn Asphodelpaw rests their chin on ink dipped paws, blinking blearily at the apprentices around them. They weren't actually asleep, not when Campionpaw is chattering away to their littermate. Doesn't he know proper etiquette to not yap away if you have a friend sleeping next to you? They suppose they can't actually blame him, in fact they're thankful that he's offering to help out Ponypaw at all. "Oh! I want to hear a story too!" They know the story wasn't intended for them but would they turn down the opportunity to listen in on it? Absolutely not. Zukopaw believes it will get them in trouble but they highly doubt it, no doubt the warriors were up talking too after all. Pushing themself up they tip toe over to sit next to Ponypaw. Flopping their head against her shoulder with a drawn out sigh.

"I think it's fine" They meow quietly to Celandinepaw, who seems to also have been awake. Were they the only one who was asleep this whole time? They hadn't paid attention "if we're quiet anyways" no doubt the more cranky warriors might snap at them all to sleep regardless. If they're quiet though it should be fine, they don't see why it wouldn't be. Spikepaw's suggestion though, that would get them in trouble with any of the warriors.

They admire that daring nature though, part of them does want to take him up on it. "How about we just race each other tomorrow? Where we can actually see" there's a teasing edge to their tone as they flick their tail towards the tom.
 
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Cam was sorely inexperienced When it came to causing mischief. Just as he was about to weave a tale to help his fellow good-natured youth rest before tomorrow's long journey, he was interrupted by a reminder that not all good deeds were inherently moral. But once again, before Cam would bow his apologies and encourage Ponypaw to get some rest, yet more cats woke and chimed in. Before long, Cam was floundering, glancing from cat to cat as te situation quickly grew out of hand with Spikepaw's doubling down. Ponypaw beat him to the punch, and luckily, chaos was averted. Thank goodness, because Campionpaw is right there with Celendinepaw, looking nervously past everyone's shoulders to the unknown darkness lying in wait all around them. Their home had its own persistent perils - foxes, rats, and the occasional loose dog which...wasn't actually very rare - who knows what waits for them beyond the shadows of a world untouched by Skyclan's paws? Perhaps untouched by any cat's paws?
A sudden pang of homesickness threatens to stuff his throat with cotton.

But then...Asphodelpaw.
Campionpaw watches through his shroud of bangs as his friend goes from asking for Campionpaw's story - he actually wants to hear it??? - to looking at Spikepaw like the reckless tom had hung the stars. Maybe he's exaggerating - logically, he has to be, advocating for giving their elders heart attacks can't possibly be an admirable choice for Asphodelpaw, surely? But the cotton in his mouth is quickly ignited and before he can catch himself, the boy says -

"I-I'm down! I hunted before we went to bed, and there was a small creek not too far from here, I don't think we're going to pass it during our march so
- we should check it out before - uh - it's too late?
[/glow]" Did he sound brave? He didn't feel particularly brave. Or moral. Or very smart. But through his curtain bangs, his gaze flits towards Asphodelpaw, hoping the other thinks him a little cooler, at least.
 
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Ponypaw drapes herself over Asphodelpaw's back. "Oh, come on, Asphodelpaw! I want to go to the creek!" She pleads, employing her most shimmering and pitiful gaze onto her unsuspecting littermate."Please? We can look for frogs together! And besides, we're never gonna come here again once we reach our new home, anyways, so it might be our only chance to see the creek. What if it's super pretty, or filled with special fish, or there's a cool rock? We'll never get to see it if we don't check tonight!" The infectious exitement and desperate need for excitement had overcome Ponypaw's often cautious nature. The days of endless walking had become monotonous, and Ponypaw was itching to get up to trouble, they way they would have back home.
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() "wh-huh?" the soft mutter exhales from the girl's maw as she wakes with a bleary start. murmurs of conversation surround her, and there is a clear lack of presence beside her. campionpaw is out of their shared nest, and it is not for the first time that sorrelpaw misses swallowpaw's presence. the nest is cold without her sister. "whashappenin?" sleepiness surrounds the chimera's vocals as she pulls herself from her comfort and shuffles over to campionpaw, flopping down beside her brother. amber eyes flick from one face to another, taking in the plan before the girl's brow furrows. "y'guys, that's probably not the best idea…" fangs worrying at her lip, sorrelpaw cringes. stars, of course now they're going to think she's uncool and lame. "what if there's a fox! or a badger! they hunt at night, you know."

her gaze flickers up towards her brother, who stares at asphodelpaw and then grins at spikepaw. "campy, you're going? what about your story?" rising to her paws now, sorrel fluffs out her fur. "w-well… if everyone's going then i'll go. they can't ground all of us, right?"


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  • SORRELPAW, SHE / HER, SKYCLAN APPRENTICE. 8 MOONS, PENNED BY LAVS
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    an oriental chocolate/fawn tortie chimera with low white and amber eyes. her silky fur is fawn and chocolate tortoiseshell dappled, with creamy white along her chest, paws, and stomach. amber eyes gaze from almond shaped sockets, and ears like moth's wings, angled and tall, perch atop her head.
 
SO BURY ME AS IT PLEASES YOU, LOVER​

Campionpaw's sudden energy and... excitement? For the idea of going out is a surprise. Their dear friend can be courageous at times, sure. For him to leap at the idea though? There is ignorance in their thought process, not quite understanding that their own encouragement over the idea was what spun this. "You did? That's so cool! Did you catch anything?" She grins and nudges her friend, if they could spin this into some grand plan of bringing prey as a nice surprise for everyone rather than running around without abandon it could be fine. The seal point isn't offered much time to think about it before they fall victim to Ponypaw's pleading gaze. He swears his sibling knows just what heart strings to pull at any point, especially since they struggled to say no to her on a good day.

Where Ponypaw brings excitement Sorrelpaw brings reason, she's not wrong at all, who knows what's out there right now? "Okay fine but lets not spend too long out there okay?" He knows it's all well and good to make plans now but if things go wrong... They find themself looking from their sibling back to Campionpaw, a fond smile ghosting their muzzle. If everyone else wanted to have fun then Asphodelpaw was the last cat to ruin that.
 
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indent Ponypaw beams. "I knew you'd come around, Asphie! C'mon let's take a look." She speaks in an exaggerated whisper. "Campionpaw, you gotta show us where it is."
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