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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2022 11:28:43 GMT -6
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Flintstorm had just been around going about patrols and camp keeping to himself his former apprentice now gone after only just receiving her warrior name, the shadow that hung over him for what he felt was his incompetency was heavy. Should he have been a little more cautious in confirming her warrior ceremony? Would it have made a difference considering it was also Daisyfire that passed away as well? Needing a moment the tom allowed his paws to take him out of camp wanting the quite rustle of the leaves and time to think.
His first apprentice a warrior now named Quillwish was exceptional in their training, they took suggestions carefully and rather easily with little to no rebuttal what so ever.
His second apprentice happened to be Lavenderspark an apprentice who utilized a different set of skills to move through life but knew how to back up her words if things became to tricky to widdle words out. She was also Roseblooms older sibling and he had recommended she become a warrior a moon earlier than typically done, so that he might also train her younger sibling. He felt that he let Lavenderspark down, but also kept his distance now for other reasons.
Flintstorm hadn't considered another apprentice after volunteering for his first, though he did not dislike the role of teaching the younger cats it was not something he would have put himself out for again because he wanted others to experience it as well. That had changed when for some reason unknown to him at the time he stepped up to become Lavenderpaws mentor, at first things were well. They stepped through the basics like leaves dancing through the wind, afterwards it began to change he found he took more of her suggestions with only some convincing she seemed docile and at times almost fragile. If he hadn't taught her to fight himself he might still look at her in that way but it was not the case, he knew what she was capable of and it what burned him more when it came to teaching her sibling.
Rosepaw had been different, rather calm and naïve compared to her senior one that liked to follow where the wind took her and always listened to the world around her the slight change in a flowers direction. The way a rock shifted or rolled along the earth believing that it showed her who may be together and she was never deterred from that way of thinking. He allowed her to keep her personality believing she would be kinder then her sibling, hoping that her way of guiding wouldn't make others question things including themselves. That wouldn't be seen now and he had yet to face the airs melody that's played ever since.
He wasn't so lost in his thoughts to not notice the sound of incoming paw steps but he waited until they were closer to ready himself for anything, this cat came up him where the wind was not carrying their scent towards him rather he had went where the wind blew in his face carrying the scents of the territory to him rather than what rested in his taken path.
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Post by Lavenderspark on Aug 15, 2022 23:24:54 GMT -6
♡✧♡ Lavenderspark ♡✧♡ ✧✧✧ More ♡death♡ than legs on a millipede...✧✧✧ Her mind was... dizzy. Uncharacteristically so. The death of a Clanmate was appalling, yes, the loss of Daisyfire was... strange - but her own sister? She had very little concern for what was happening in the lives of other cats, but for Rosebloom... well, Lavenderspark was willing to send a little genuine kindness her way. Or, she had been, until... this. It was also an admittedly frustrating gap in the facade. It was too easy to mope and sob, but that wasn't very becoming of her, was it? Too easy to play into the sad, broken-hearted cat, torn to pieces by grief. Lavenderspark didn't like that route. Maybe she didn't like thinking about how a cat could have that sort of effect on her life. No, no, there had to be a ray of sunshine among it all, right? What better than to give the Clan hope than the sweet and delicate scent of Lavender? A soothing force to remind the Clan that among the ruin, there was still light, there was still Lavenderspark. Yeah. Maybe she needed for that cat to exist, too. In any case, the wind had graciously blown the scent of her former mentor into her face, and relief crashed through her. Finally, an excuse to stop thinking so much. Gentle pawed, she approached quietly and cautiously, as if approaching a rabbit. “Flintstorm?,” she called sweetly, lacing her voice with concern. “What are doing by yourself? Everything okay?” ♡♡♡ And you call it a✧gift✧♡♡♡ |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2022 11:05:05 GMT -6
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Flintstorm was surprised to hear the voice that called his name though he had purposely been avoiding her in his own despair and disappointment he supposed it was a matter of time considering they were in the same clan that he would have to face her. "Lavenderspark, I could ask the samething. You normally have someone with you." he diverted the question orange eyes looking back before he slowed his pace so that Lavenderspark could walk beside him otherwise it'd just be more awkward on his part the slight breeze carrying the smell of Sunclan to them as they would come across the border at some point. However the smell currently sickened the tom making his body shudder before switching his direction more so to the right so it would carry them down the territory towards the other camp hopefully they would return to soon, it wasn't so close to the border that they would be able to smell the other clan so much.
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Post by Lavenderspark on Sept 9, 2022 3:16:12 GMT -6
♡✧♡ Lavenderspark ♡✧♡ ✧✧✧ More ♡death♡ than legs on a millipede...✧✧✧ She scowled as much as she would ever allow herself to in the presence of another cat - even Flintstorm. It manifested itself as a kit-like pout. It didn't last long, sour expressions were meant to be a rarity for her. She spent far too much time practicing her expressions to let a little comment like that ruin the appearance. “I noticed you were missing from camp, I was worried,” she lied easily. For all her emotional manipulation, both of herself and of others, Lavenderspark was unaccustomed to the dizzying, suffocating feeling camp gave her. That being around the sympathy of the other cats gave her. Even this conversation with one of the few cats who might come close to understanding made her feel like she needed to lie down and keep the world from spinning out beneath her. Still, that wasn't in line with the image she was trying to pass. Those nasty little feelings had to go one way or another. The only other time she'd confronted something similar... well, now wasn't the time. “I thought I might hunt a bit while I was out here, I don't want to strain the others at a time like this- oh, but maybe we should get you back to camp, hm? You look like you might need some rest.” Lavenderspark kept her tone sweet, concerned. Like honey meant to soothe the aches of a scratched throat. Like honey, a sweetness that could burn in excess. ♡♡♡ And you call it a✧gift✧♡♡♡ |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2022 8:37:21 GMT -6
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The tom rolled his eyes slightly "If I wanted to rest I wouldn't be out here, I am just fine." he could hear the change in her voice saw the soured expression that momentarily showed her true emotions on how he had turned the question around though he didn't point it out. "Lavenderspark I've known you since you were a kit coolly watching the camp for someone to speak and play with if you need a breath, you don't need to smile in front of me its normal for everyone to feel down when a cat of the clan passes on to Starclan and more so when they were a sibling.
If you would rather be out here hunting don't let me keep you." he added before shaking out his fur a bit nothing dislodging from it however knowing that he probably just added to Lavenderspark's hidden bad mood he wasn't about to apologize he's known the she-cat to long to turn and pretend like he wasn't used to how she was now.
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Post by Lavenderspark on Sept 16, 2022 0:34:34 GMT -6
♡✧♡ Lavenderspark ♡✧♡ ✧✧✧ More ♡death♡ than legs on a millipede...✧✧✧ She stifled the growl that lurked at the base of her throat. Telling her what was "normal" for a cat dealing with loss- her! She was not a normal cat, she was Lavenderspark, and, oh, by now, didn't he know not to make a game of her mood? Desperate thoughts, anger and despair alike, raced across her mind while she hunted desperately for something to respond with. Something to keep the upper paw in the game. “I just want to focus on supporting the cats who are still here,” she cooed. Or at least, it was meant to be a coo. Something strange happened to her voice as she spoke, though. It wavered. Surprise and mortification and whatever else was happening in her heart made her voice hitch, and stunned her into silence. Lavenderspark took short, deep breaths to try to even out the shake in her chest. Not another nasty little thing to ruffle her reputation, anything but that- didn't she practice too much for this? For real emotions to seep through, to look so pathetic? This was bad. She had to leave. “Well, if that's the case, I don't want to interrupt you,” she responded shakily, avoiding eye contact quickly and turning away from Flintstorm. She couldn't even think of where she could reasonably run to. ♡♡♡ And you call it a✧gift✧♡♡♡ |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2022 11:17:55 GMT -6
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The tom held back an eye roll as he watched Lavenderspark carefully as they had approached an open section in their territory Flintstorm had an idea that might just help and so when it became obvious to him the she-cat was trying to avoid things he quickly bounded in front of her "Oh you want to go this way?" he questioned purposely fumbling over his paws his shoulder brushing against hers as he looked at her "Seem to be in a hurry too, pardon my weakening paws. I didn't mean to get in your way." Flintstorm knew she was angry he also knew she needed to release things on her cover would slip when she least expected it and she'd never be the same again. If he could be her outlet the one she took out everything on and she felt better afterwards he didn't mind better then some unsuspecting cat while in the midst of everything.
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Post by Lavenderspark on Sept 19, 2022 18:57:55 GMT -6
♡✧♡ Lavenderspark ♡✧♡ ✧✧✧ More ♡death♡ than legs on a millipede...✧✧✧ She recoiled too much upon feeling the tom against her shoulder, fur spiking of its own volition. The world felt like it was shaking. “Why are you doing this to me?” The question was impulsive and not at all characteristic of Lavenderspark, let alone the personality she flaunted in front of other cats. The situation was feeling increasingly dangerous. She wasn't even sure if she was going to lash out or cry and become some sort of miserable lump on the floor - maybe both. Switching directions hastily, she picked up a little speed as she tried to find an angle to obscure her expression. Well, maybe, at the very least, if something went wrong she could spin it to be Flintstorm's fault. That wasn't really reassuring. ♡♡♡ And you call it a✧gift✧♡♡♡ |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2022 9:38:26 GMT -6
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Flintstorm felt bad at doing this but it would seem Lavenderspark was just to accustomed to not showing things anymore she used to be a little more free with her expressions as a kit and then for a little bit as an apprentice but now she constantly seemed happy, or approachable, concerned for others and just all around ambitious. When she asked him why he was doing this he knew giving her an answer would make her strive to hide it even more so he kept his mouth shut as he too changed directions as she picked up her speed Flintstorm would try to guide her to a pot rarely passed through on the territory so she could have a moment where no one but himself would be able to see her reactions, he knew it could get tricky but he believed she wouldnt hurt him that bad if it came down to her lashing out and if it was tears she wanted to shed he would give her the time to do it.
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Post by Lavenderspark on Sept 26, 2022 2:44:44 GMT -6
♡✧♡ Lavenderspark ♡✧♡ ✧✧✧ More ♡death♡ than legs on a millipede...✧✧✧ The world was blurry, her head was dizzy, her paws felt eerily light, and all her thoughts were scrambled, scrambled for the wind to tear apart with vicious teeth, in the mockery that Flintstorm was making of her as he pushed and pushed and chased and just didn't give up already! She spun around to face him, fur bristling in a way it was so rarely allowed to, teeth bared and claws unsheathed, ready for combat, ready to lash out and be sharp and vicious and cruel. Didn't he know they only needed a spark to burn down this entire wretched forest? Didn't he know who she was? “Leave me alone!,” she shouted, demanded. The entire forest was going to burn.Then it rained. Or, well, she thought it did, for just a moment. The steady rhythm of droplets splashing at her paws, accosting her lovely white fur, but... just her paws. Huh? Oh. There would be no thunder, just the hiccuping sob of a cat defeated. Lavenderspark buckled over, falling unceremoniously on the ground as the sobs racked through her body. “What is wrong with me?,” she choked out. Everything was a mess right now. Bad enough that this had to happen, but to have another cat witness it? She could feel her back prickling with embarrassment, but it didn't seem like her body was capable of doing anything but lying there and crying. What an amateur move. “You won, go away, Flintstorm.” ♡♡♡ And you call it a✧gift✧♡♡♡ |
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