PAFP Event RiverClan ShadowClan That doesn't look good, doesn't bode well, kid || Tension

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Sealpaw Sealpaw

Each Day I'm Growing Up Like Ivy
Each Day I'm Growing Up Like Ivy
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You Say That You Are Close
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Sealpaw finds it strange how six moons have already passed since she used to live in Fourtrees; it feels like a lifetime ago yet the she can remember everything that had happened as if it was merely hours ago. Rosettes shudder for a brief moment before the apprentice shakes her head. Cobwebs and moss. That was all she was here for. Not being lost in memories. Not today. ...Not since talking with Fleapaw right outside what used to be her and her mother's den.

Teeth briefly grit in frustration at the thought of the cinnamon apprentice. They had never really been on good terms-she didn't think anyone aside from her own siblings and Stoatpaw were really on good terms with her, but- What Cicadabuzz had done -or not done, rather- was cruel, she thought. How did bug expect her to repay her debt to them if she was dead? As far as Sealpaw knew, Fleapaw had been herb collecting when she was attacked by the coyotes. It wasn't fair.

That was why she had come out this far, for Fleapaw. "...Right. Cobwebs and moss. Cobwebs and moss..." She shook her head to clear the thought away, paws working to tear the fresh bedding from a rock into a small pile. Would this be enough to help clean Fleapaw's wounds? Would she even accept it? Sealpaw wasn't sure.

Now for cobwebs. That was easy, at least. Back when she ran into Fleapaw here a spider had begun to make its web in the back of the old den, with any luck it would still be there. Maybe more if she was really lucky. Quiet pawsteps make their way to the old den, nose pressing inside before blue eyes widen at a sudden sound and her head whips around to the source. A scent she had smelled only once, after the heist. It had clung faintly to Hollowmist and the others. Riverclan.

She squinted into the undergrowth, ears pricked and fur bristling. "...Who's there..!? Come out..!"

You Just Feel Twice As Far
SEALPAW

— Shadowclan Apprentice
— She/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK

— Grey Rosetted Tabby With Blue Eyes And A Bobbed Tail.
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