Camp Too fucked up to cry || morningpaw

[Talonpaw]

There were days where talon had lost the ability to remember where he was. He'd wake up from a nap, his body tense, his limbs striking outwards and his teeth baring. after the first time, after single blue eye caught onto meadowpaw inches from him- alarmed, talon had moved his nest to the back corner, further from the entrance. Further from the passing gazes he could see- and deeper into the shadows. It had eased, day by day longer, but sometimes, it still happened.

Unfortunately for morningpaw, talon felt the eyes on his sleeping form- and he woke up from the restless nap with a jolt, black claws digging into the nest as he shot up, body twisting and heart thudding of danger in his chest. He didn't relax, but he moved from aggressive at the sight of the other child to his normal sulk. Head lowered, and limbs stiff, expecting and apprehensive.

"y' can't sneak up on someone sleepin' " he grumbled, rolling his shoulders behind his head. His blue gaze squinted, recognizing- "y' the girl when I first came. didn't catch a name though. hopeful- for a stranger." His bland tone, suggested him the stranger, and it confused him. but otherwise, he left it there. "I ain't dead yet." He assured, unsure why she was there.

@Morningpaw
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[Morningpaw]

It had been a bit since she'd had a good day, but today seemed to be going fine, so Morningpaw decided to visit the medicine den. Not because she was sick or hurt - whatever plagued her probably wasn't curable with herbs - but because she found herself wanting to check in on the loner that they'd found on patrol. She'd brought some prey for him and the other patients, or maybe even the medicine cats themselves. But her lingering gaze was caught by the one she had come to see.

"Ah!" she jumped a little, dropping the chipmunk she was carrying. Her heart pounded in her chest for a few seconds, before the aggressive demeanor of the tom faded into a simple guard.

"I-I'm sorry," she murmured, breathing in. "I-I just... I just wanted to check on you. A-are you hungry? I brought some freshkill. You can give it to someone else though..."

For a while, she was silent, remembering a time past. Of sneaking up on her sleeping mother and startling her, and giggling. The days where she'd smile wide, play and trick others. The days where she only knew happiness.

Morning, and then Morningkit... It felt like they were different from Morningpaw.

Finally, she spoke. "Morningpaw. My name... is Morningpaw. You're about my age, I think so... I dunno. I just... we're... young and... it was scary and..." The torbie trailed off, looking away. "I-I can go... I can... I'm sorry."

How foolish of her to think that she could escape her doubts.​

IN THE RAIN DO LIGHT AND DARKNESS FADE

• OOC: Here
  "Speech."​
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  She/Her | 8 Moons | Apprentice of WindClan | Ages on the 1st
  Short haired blue tortoiseshell with high white and dark violet eyes.
  
  Child of NPC x NPC | Sibling to NPCs / Adoptable
  Mentored by NPC | Mentoring no one.
  Penned by AnemoVictorious | Biography | Image Credit​

 

[Talonpaw]

Talon wasn't one to receive company. Morningpaw was the first one to check on him besides the medicine cats. The only one. He should appreciate that, something told him. He should understand that she came all the way here to bring him prey-

You scared her. Good job, talon.

Talon let out a breath. She stumbled over her words, her head ducking and ears folding. Her eyes wouldn't even look at him now- and he could just stare. "...Thank you," he said finally after rolling his tongue in his mouth and waiting for her to finish. "Y'don't have t' go. Yer fine." He said, even if he wanted to finish his nap, he had felt some inclination to try to make her not scared of him. "I can be scary. I don't try." He said, referencing the 'it was scary' as if it meant he was scary. He wouldnt have meant to. He didn't exactly know how to make up for it, eyeing the fresh kill, then back to morningpaws violently purple eyes- an odd colour he didn't really see, ever.

"Yer eyes are purple." He stated, blue eye staring at hers in a moment before looking away, rolling his shoulders behind him as if trying to relax them. "Stay. I won't be able t' eat this all." He said, his voice blunt as if not leaving her much of a choice. It wasn't as if he cared if she decided to leave after his antics, but, he'd prefer she feel better than everyone else thinking he made some girl cry because he couldn't control himself.
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[Morningpaw]

Morningpaw paused for a moment, listening to him. But then she took in a breath, and settled down near him. She hesitated to take a bite, not because she was afraid of upsetting Talon, but because of her own mind's struggles.

"Sometimes it's hard to get in the mood to eat," she murmured softly. "I know it's bad... but..."

Eventually, she forced herself to take a bite. Eventually, she forced herself to address her eyes.

"I used to think they made me special. My eyes, I mean." Then she let out a tiny laugh. Forced it out, really. "But one day I saw my reflection and instead of thinking about how cool they were... I realized that... I look weird. And... I didn't really like them anymore."

The torbie curled her tail around herself, taking another bite. "B-but enough about me! Has everyone been treating you nicely?" A desperate attempt to change the topic away from herself.
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IN THE RAIN DO LIGHT AND DARKNESS FADE

• OOC: mobile post...
  "Speech."​
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  She/Her | 8 Moons | Apprentice of WindClan | Ages on the 1st
  Short haired blue tortoiseshell with high white and dark violet eyes.
  
  Child of NPC x NPC | Sibling to NPCs / Adoptable
  Mentored by NPC | Mentoring no one.
  Penned by AnemoVictorious | Biography | Image Credit​

 

[Talonpaw]

"no." It was plain, direct. He listened patiently to morningpaw, watched her chew her food as if it may be poison, as if she was disgusted by it. But she spoke so carefully as if walking on eggshells, and he couldn't blame her. But no, it was directed not the her final question, but to the fact she was avoiding her eyes. "Yer eyes are apart of you. Y' cant change 'em." His head lowered, sniffing carefully at the prey.

"Y' eyes are purple, and y' cant change it, jus' like y' cant change that the sun is bright an' th' grass is green. I don't know what 'weird' is, but I don't care. They're fine." He says, his voice hard, direct. He didn't know why he decided to give her a hard time, but he did know one thing. The purple eyes was what he remembered the most about her, and he wouldn't want them changed. She was lucky. How many cats had purple eyes?

Now for the other question, he didn't know what it meant, so instead, he lowered his head and bit into the prey, chewing slowly. A striped creature, small, perfect for the fact he wasn't hungry, but didn't wanna be rude. Shed brought it for him, he'd do his best to try to get something in his belly. It was weird eating every day now, but it was better than bark and leaves.

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Talon he/him, windclan 8 moons old.
black tabby with dark greyish brown undercoat and white underbelly. white crest on chest, and scars lining left side of face, blinding his right eye. icey blue eyes and white that is slowly starting to streak his features. Back scars non-existent for now.
mentored by Merrystalk // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by Deidre ↛ deidre on discord, feel free to dm for plots. Art by PurpleCandyCorn.