✦∘𓈒・ Hunting patrols are fun and somewhat serious affairs for Torridpaw, up until the moment where the tortoiseshell comes to the realization that they will most certainly not be bringing home any prey to their clanmates. Then, in the silence of the empty-handed trek back to camp, their mind tends to wander. Boredom wars with curiosity and the apprentice easily falls victim to distraction—today, it's thoughts of his elder sister, her accomplishment in becoming a warrior, and the very warrior who trained her to be such a warrior. By coincidence, sheer luck, it seems that said warrior is on the same patrol as Torridpaw, and on the walk back to camp he gains a golden opportunity to speak with her. Of course, though, he should approach the situation with care, with great subtlety and respect. He should craft a plan!
Unprompted, he turns to Magnoliapeak and asks, "You taught my sister to be a great and mighty warrior, did you not?" Plan forgotten, subtlety thrown like a white flag to the wind, Torridpaw's gilded eyes bore into the storm guard with unbridled interest. His paws hardly falter even as his focus shifts and his front half turns so he's walking in a side-winding gait, and his eyes do not leave the dappled warrior even as they continue on their path. "You must surely be the most resolute mentor in the land, for my sister is amongst the most stellar of warriors!" And yes, his sister is deserving of such an honorable title, in the tortiiseshell's eyes. "Will you impart upon me a sliver of your wisdom? Your skill? I could, in return, regale you with tale or even song, if you were so inclined. ThunderClan should sing your praises, but if they will not, then I shall!"
Unprompted, he turns to Magnoliapeak and asks, "You taught my sister to be a great and mighty warrior, did you not?" Plan forgotten, subtlety thrown like a white flag to the wind, Torridpaw's gilded eyes bore into the storm guard with unbridled interest. His paws hardly falter even as his focus shifts and his front half turns so he's walking in a side-winding gait, and his eyes do not leave the dappled warrior even as they continue on their path. "You must surely be the most resolute mentor in the land, for my sister is amongst the most stellar of warriors!" And yes, his sister is deserving of such an honorable title, in the tortiiseshell's eyes. "Will you impart upon me a sliver of your wisdom? Your skill? I could, in return, regale you with tale or even song, if you were so inclined. ThunderClan should sing your praises, but if they will not, then I shall!"
- ooc: @Magnoliapeak
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TORRIDPAW ✦∘𓈒・ he/she/they, apprentice of thunderclan
✧ longhaired tortoiseshell with high white and golden eyes.
✧ loud and bright, tries hard to be the best they can be at every task.
✧ peaceful or healing powerplay is allowed ; enjoys physical contact
✧ played by foxlore