PAFP Backwritten Camp STUMBLE UNDER THE STARS °• ✠ •° TRADE OFFER

[Lynxpaw]

Circling around her friend in the blazing glory of a setting sun Lynxpaw looks no different to a predator ready to pounce on it's prey. Multi coloured tortoiseshell tail flickers in a manner that makes one believe there's a bug hovering nearby. However, she is just anticipating what might make Sunbeampaw lose her composure and either cave in with her trade or snap at her. Either outcome is fine with her, she finds it a fun game when she's bored and oh she is bored very often. "Sunbeampaw, listen to yourself" with a sigh she clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth in disappointment.

"You cannot think for a second that you should settle for some herring" their little back and forth had been carrying on for a myriad of minutes, most of the warriors and apprentices alike had already had their pick of the pile by now. She could have settled on the trout she picked out but where would the fun in that be? Not when Sunbeampaw had managed to find her favourite fish on the pile. The apprentice could have just asked her friend for it but that holds no appeal to Lynxpaw. Everything has to be a trade, an offering, a favour for her to cash in on in the future or vice versa. "This trout is much more your style" with a mocking pout she tilts her head to the side. Maw spreads into a toothy grin as she slides the fish towards the other apprentice "think about how hard you worked today, you earnt this." She is aware that Sunbeampaw knows her antics. That is perfectly fine with her, in fact she might be appalled if the sun kissed cat wasn't aware that the fish she held in her paws was her favourite.

THERE IS CANDLE WAX ☆ MELTING IN MY VEINS

• Please wait for @SUNBEAMPAW (Also set nebulously before the gathering :3)
  
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• LYNXPAW she/her, riverclan apprentice, seven moons.
  ☆ a lh tortoiseshell with gold eyes and minor scarring across her face and throat.
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by Juice↛ Ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[SUNBEAMPAW SUNBEAMPAW]

[ mobile will pretty this up later! ]

Shes used to this, really. The circling, the eyeing, but frustration still prickles down her spine like water on a leaf. Still, her prize is held tightly in her jaws, still, blue eyes follow her fellow apprentice wherever she goes. "I'm not giving my fish up." it feels like the eight hundredth time shes muttered it around fish scales, trying her best to put her paw down… But Lynxpaw still hounds her, still goads, slowly breaks those walls down. "I'm hungry, Lynxpaw." she warns, carefully restrained, though her friend knows that it's a familiar game they play, she's not actually threatening her. She sets the fish down at her paws, ears swiveling back.

This trout is much more your style, Sunbeams nose wrinkles, brows raising ever so slightly. She knows why Lynxpaw is badgering her about this. She knows the fish she stands protectively over is her favorite, but still…! She was first, fair and square. Think about how hard you worked today, you earnt this.

A heavy sigh leaves Sunbeams mouth, eyes screwing shut in mock annoyance. Though sudden very real frustration bubbles in the confines of her chest, it does not boil over, it never really does, she could never afford for it to do that anyways. "A trout, Lynxpaw? Not even a salmon? You think so little of me." deadpan sarcasm laces her words like a ribbon, tone flat as she flicks an ear, pushing the herring forwards despite her previous words. Lynxpaw had won, had worn her down enough. She always wins… But Sunbeam thinks she'd miss this if it were to suddenly cease. "If you wanted to share, you could have just asked." something smug rises in her voice, head tilting in mock innocence.

 

[JUNCOPAW]

"Ummm..."

Juncopaw stands to the side, eyeing the exchange between Lynxpaw and Sunbeampaw warily. She's been trying to get close to the fresh-kill pile and grab something for herself too, but Lynxpaw's incessant movements always get in the way somehow; she changes directions and steps between Juncopaw and the pile after each new attempt. Clearly this is important... to Lynxpaw, if nothing else. Juncopaw doesn't entirely want to get in a way. She is just close enough to hear all the details. That way, she can't be too upset about having to wait with her meal.

"What's with this herring?"

Juncopaw finally speaks up when the trade has been finalized.

"What's so special about it? It's like any other fish..."

She highly prefers the aquatic taste when compared to literally any other prey that sometimes enters camp, but so far, she hadn't developed a taste for any one fish in particular. They all taste good. Makes it easy to pick her meal.

Her nose sorts through the pile, and Juncopaw lets out an aha! when she finds what she's looking for. Buried a little under the other catches, she seeks out yet another herring. Lynxpaw could have had this one instead of Sunbeampaw's.

"Hey, look! I can try it too."

 

[bubblepaw bubblepaw]

"Wow Lynxpaw," Bubblepaw blinks at the tortoiseshell with mismatched eyes. They dazzle with wonderment as she takes in the offer that the apprentice has extended to Sunbeampaw. There's just no way she could be wrong. Bubblepaw is pretty sure that herrings are Lynxpaw's favorite- favorites and preferences are something that Bubblepaw takes extra mind to pay attention to whenever she can- but she is sure that has nothing to do with the trade offer that's being made. So, when Sunbeampaw rejects said offer, she fixes the other apprentice with a shocked expression

She glances back toward the fresh-kill pile, unsure if she should chip in another fish just to sweeten the deal so Lynxpaw can get the fish she wants. But ultimately, she just turns back to Sunbeampaw. "I dunno, trout is pretty good, Sunbeampaw!" the silver tabby endorses her friend with an enthusiastic nod, but her sales tactic is cut short when Juncopaw also intervenes. Of course, it is with her own herring. Bubblepaw scrambles over to the pile to find something to play trade with so that her friend isn't having her favorite fish withheld from her.

"Look, Juncopaw!" Bubblepaw calls, brandishing a sunfish toward the lynx point with a proud smile "I'll trade you for this. It's wayyy bigger, and it's more fresher, too!"

THE DAY THAT I MET YOU ❤︎ I STARTED DREAMING

• "SPEECH"
  

• new ref coming soon!

• BUBBLEPAW she/her, riverclan apprentice, 6 moons
  ❤︎ a pretty LH silver classic tabby with heterochromatic green and blue eyes.
  ❤︎ mentored by none currently / mentoring no one
  ❤︎ flowersplash x mudpuddle / G1
  ❤︎ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / underline and tag when attacking
  ❤︎ penned by carat / ccaarraatt on discord, feel free to dm for plots!