Brokenpaw
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Post by Brokenpaw on Aug 28, 2015 19:16:52 GMT -6
| "You are now dubbed Squirrelsquirrel," Brokenpaw starred down at his meal. A squirrel. He didn't like squirrel's. So, his alternative to eating it was going to be playing with his food for a bit until maybe he pulverized the prey to a point where it became mildly appealing.
Not wanting to waste time that could be spent goofing off, Brokenpaw reached down and grabbed the furry creature by the tail. The tabby tossed the squirrel high in the air watching delightedly as if fell right into his forehead.
The tom took a second to clear his throat before he started his game.
"What the--," it had begun, "oh dear cloudclan. HALP! THE SQUIRRELZ HAVE COME ALIVE!" he mewled, running blindly around the main clearing. There didn't seem to be anybody around when he started eating, so he doubted he would actually run into anybody. He was wrong. | |
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Post by Thornfall on Aug 29, 2015 11:32:03 GMT -6
((Welp looks like the number of Vixenleap kits that are supposedly normal is quickly diminishing. I APPROVE.
Thornpaw watched her brother mess with his squirrel.
She padded up to him, when suddenly he ran straight into her. She managed to not be knocked down to the ground, but she was caught off balance. "Ack!" She cried in surprise. Gaining her bearings once more she tilted her head to the side. She was pretty sure this guy was one of her siblings... What was his name? Er... She knew some of the names of her siblings... She might've seen them, but she was generally terrible at connecting a name to anything. Maybe it was like Buttockpaw or something.
"I don't think the squirrel apocalypse is quite yet, dude."
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Brokenpaw
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Post by Brokenpaw on Aug 30, 2015 1:16:42 GMT -6
| Brokenpaw made a soft whine as he tripped into someone, picking up a familiar scent. His mother's scent, although it was muffled by the scent of the apprentice's den and the natural scent of the cat itself.
Harmonypaw? he thought, tilting his head to the side in favor of moving away from the stranger. No. Harmony smells different. This cat smells like she-cat, shamelessly the tabby leaned forward and began to vigorously sniff the stranger. It was definitely someone he had not met before. From what he could tell that is. His vision was still obscured by the dead Squirrelsquirrel on his face.
"LIES!" Brokenpaw cried after giving an overdramatic gasp, "Brokenpaw bet's the she-cat is working for the SquirrelsquirrelClan. ADMIT IT. The she-cat is trying to lure us all into a false sense of security. OFF WITH HER TAIL!" cue more dramatic flailing from the dorky apprentice.
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Post by Thornfall on Aug 30, 2015 8:47:11 GMT -6
Thornpaw scoffed.
"You insult Thornpaw with your false accusations!" She replied, loudly and dramatically. "I am of the mighty Foxclan! Squirrels and dumb and meant to be eaten." She paused and mournfully looked at her brown tabby fur. "... I want to be ginger." She meowed quietly.
She looked back at Brokenpaw. "Okay, okay dude. Brokenpaw, that's your name, right? You being serious or still joking around?" She asked. "Er, not that joking around is a bad thing." She quickly added, doing her best to not be offensive.
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Brokenpaw
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Post by Brokenpaw on Aug 30, 2015 12:40:33 GMT -6
| "Ah! Brokenpaw is apologizing for making accusations of the great Thornpaw. He will learn to keep himself in line in the future," the tabby said with a nod, accidentally making the squirrel on his face slide further down on his muzzle, although it still blocked his vision. The tom blinked from behind the dead piece of prey, having a take a few moments to figure out what the she-cat has quietly said before piecing it together. Once he did the apprentice let out a long sigh and leaned all his weight on his left foreleg before tossing his head to the side and "staring" off into the distance. "Don't we all," he mewled in an equally quiet tone.
Brokenpaw scoffed in a snobbish way. "Why-- the AMAZING Brokenpaw is always of the upmost seriousness!" the tabby mewled, reaching up with a paw and pushing Squirrelsquirrel further up on his face. | |
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