Post by Hornetstripe on Dec 23, 2015 5:14:25 GMT -6
(Slipknot inspired titles ftw)
Hornetpaw sat in her newly made den, tired and rather uninspired. She felt quite lost at tha given point in time; she hadn't encountered any cats she was familiar with since her ceremony, and was feeling rather uncomfortable going about her days without being able to check up on, or at least chat with, her acquaintances. She wasn't too badly bothered by this, but it still made her worry how long it would see until she encountered them again, or lest she attempt to meet a couple new cats, which was almost a completely out of the picture. Being as socially awkward as she was, the maine coon sighed and stood up, taking a step back as a few cats entered the den and pssed her by. After they had settled down somewhere out of her vision, she drew in a deep breath and stepped out of her nest.
Trotting briskly towards the entrence of the den, but not to much to draw attention so herself, with her head low the she-cat exited into TreeClan camp. Or, at least, that's what she planned to do. Upon reaching the mouth of the den, another cat, presumably a fellow Apprentice, entered right in front of her. Unable to stop her forward motion, despite slamming on the breaks, Hornetpaw slid wide-eyed into the cat, bumping noses hard with them. She quickly jumped backwards, cheeks completely flushed red, and quickly blabbered out an incoherent apology. Oh for CloudClan's sakes, what have I done?
Weedpaw
Hornetpaw sat in her newly made den, tired and rather uninspired. She felt quite lost at tha given point in time; she hadn't encountered any cats she was familiar with since her ceremony, and was feeling rather uncomfortable going about her days without being able to check up on, or at least chat with, her acquaintances. She wasn't too badly bothered by this, but it still made her worry how long it would see until she encountered them again, or lest she attempt to meet a couple new cats, which was almost a completely out of the picture. Being as socially awkward as she was, the maine coon sighed and stood up, taking a step back as a few cats entered the den and pssed her by. After they had settled down somewhere out of her vision, she drew in a deep breath and stepped out of her nest.
Trotting briskly towards the entrence of the den, but not to much to draw attention so herself, with her head low the she-cat exited into TreeClan camp. Or, at least, that's what she planned to do. Upon reaching the mouth of the den, another cat, presumably a fellow Apprentice, entered right in front of her. Unable to stop her forward motion, despite slamming on the breaks, Hornetpaw slid wide-eyed into the cat, bumping noses hard with them. She quickly jumped backwards, cheeks completely flushed red, and quickly blabbered out an incoherent apology. Oh for CloudClan's sakes, what have I done?
Weedpaw
