Wispshadow Skyclan Warrior The light ginger tabby tom was grumbling quietly to himself as he strolled out of the warrior den, some of his fur was wet from the pieces of snow that Solarkit and Magmakit had snuck into his den a couple of moments ago, which ended up with Wispshadow sitting on top of it and the two kits running out of the warrior’s den and laughing loudly as they exclaimed that Wispshadow had wet himself. Firestar’s kits were extremely cheeky when they wanted to be, and his spawn was getting more daring with each new litter. Cursing mentally to himself, Wispshadow was shaking his fur until the droplets were flying.. Except, the drops of water were flinging at Brackenwing. Oh stars, he would have to hear Brackenwing’s annoying voice now.
There was something about the golden tabby that irked the light ginger tom. It was perhaps the way that Brackenwing carried herself, or it was her personality that rubbed Wispshadow the wrong way. Although the small molly was quite a looker, Wispshadow didn’t want to be involved with her. While his green eyes were narrowed when looking at the molly, Wispshadow let out a snort before starting to make his way towards the fresh-kill pile. Passing by the small molly, the tom muttered “Be careful of your surroundings, one isn’t a good warrior without being more observing.” Wispshadow mused, rolling his eyes when passing by her. However, upon hearing her pawsteps quickly following after him.. A string of curse words escaped him.
Wispshadow was in for it now.
The large light ginger warrior kept making his way towards the fresh-kill pile, pretending to ignore the golden beauty. If Brackenwing was ignored, perhaps she would leave him alone. Wispshadow’s pace grew slightly faster, knowing he was about to be murdered by Brackenwing when she finally had gotten to him. “I’m busy, go away!” Wispshadow said, knowing it would probably add more fuel to the fire but he was already in that hot water from her.
Brackenwing
Skyclan Warrior
"No, not at all." Brackenwing huffed, her tail lashing as she followed along behind him, shouldering past to carry on ahead of him. Wispshadow could follow her, she was going to lead this hunting trip, whatever it took. She couldn't just let him guide her, she had to prove to her clanmates how strong and assertive she was, of course.
"Issues?!" The golden she-cat pinned back her ears, glaring at the tom as she fell more in step beside him as they left the camp. How dare he? Saying she had issues! But at the same time, it made her heart flutter somewhat that he truly didn't seem to... remember. Remember the big betrayal she had made when she was just a jaded apprentice who couldn't pass her warrior assessment. Before she could stop herself, the words crept to her tongue and slipped out, "...Do you not remember? What happened?" It had been the talk of the apprentice den for a while when she had first failed her assessment, and then the second and third times it had been even moreso.
And the whole clan got involved when she ran away.
But then she trailed off when she picked up the squirrel scent too, dropping into a crouch. Her gaze fixed on him, and she didn't wait for long before she started creeping forward. She looked back at him, and wordlessly mouthed.
I got this, fluff-brain.