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While being in Highclan had been fun and all, and she had been rather comfortable with the temperature, the cats were unbearable. And by that she didn't talk to anyone and liked to stick by the edges of camp and avoiding anyone and everyone. Her entire time had been avoiding. Now the rather fluffy tortoiseshell was complacent to make friends. Pansypaw had more or less forced her to do that, but that wasn't entirely true... Thicketpaw had told herself to make friends, that she couldn't just cling to these weak little scraps, but hey the weak little scraps were nice.
Her emerald eyes narrowed against the sunlight as she looked to the sky. She snuffled, yawned, then glanced about camp. Pansypaw seemed happy, bouncing around and talking all sorts of cats. Thicketpaw couldn't help but snicker. How in the world did she become friends with such a ditz? Ditz in a good way, of course, but a rather thick she-cat nonetheless. Amusing. "How curious..." She grumbled, stretching and flicking her tail. Sighing softly, the large she-cat angled her head to examine who all here were... Interesting enough for her attention. She found one cat, a flat-faced tortoiseshell. Humming in determination, she began towards the cat. Hopefully they would say something before her. After all, she wasn't good at talking to cats, at all.
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Smallface's ear panned towards the direction of approaching footsteps, she turned briskly in her sitting spot, her cheek fur twirled as she faced the other cat, she gulped "Hello. Who might you be?" She hummed softly and politely.
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Owlpaw stretched in his nest before heading out onto the rocky, underground clearing of the camp. Suddenly, he felt one of his paws hit something hard, and before he could react, he tripped and went crashing onto the gray-brown stone. He looked around, angry and flustered to see that a rock had been in his way.
"You listen up, rock! If you trip me again, I will have to give you the rightful punishment you deserve!" he hissed, not caring as to if anyone was watching him.
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Bugpaw, who had also been in her nest, heard the commotion going on and stepped outside of the den. She sheepishly scanned the area before she spotted owlpaw.
shouting at a rock.
The sight was odd and amusing and she couldnt help but giggle at her silly den-mate. She spoke gently,"Owlpaw, are you okay?", holding back a smile.
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Owlpaw whipped around to face the she-cat, "Am I okay? Does it look like I'm okay?" he narrowed his eyes into obvious irritation, mostly from which the rock had caused and partially from this other apprentice.
Was she making fun of him? The tom studied her expression, but couldn't get much out of it. He swore he had heard a giggle coming from her direction before though.
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Bugpaw was startled his the sour tone but she didnt know what she really expected.Β
She leapt past him, trying to show no signs of concern if he wasnt going to cooperate.Β
"I didnt think you would get so worked up over a rock. I was just checking there wasnt an actual problem"
She spat, offended by how difficult it was to make friends in settingclan.
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Owlpaw rolled his eyes and shoved the rock with a paw, sending it flying.
A clinking sound could be heard before he spoke again, "This isΒ an actual problem! I'm keep getting hurt by rocks!" The tom could see that the she-cat had been offended in some way and he stopped his scowling. There was no way he was going to apologize for anything, but the brown-and-white tom couldn't help but give a sigh though.
"Fine. The king says you may go," he referred to himself and waved his tail. "No problem for you to worry about here."
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Bugpaw sighed, "I am going to worry about you, i worry about everyone! Youre my clanmate for starclans sake, we have to look out of eachother" She gave a small smile and a soft stare.
"The king? Are you sure? Boulderstar is the only king around here!" She teased mockingly. She had only learnt what king meant recently and she thought it was interesting how he thought like that. She admired him in a way, ex-kittypets usually start of shy and soft but he manages to keep his pride and ego no matter what other cats say about him. She had no offensive intentions about her tease at all, and she hoped he saw it that way too,
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