Post by Firepaw on Jul 25, 2023 12:04:58 GMT -6
The tall magnolia trees rustled in the wind as the sky was a soft blue, not a cloud to be seen but yet the shadows still lurked as if night itself was upon them. A bright ginger tabby had lead a group to that of the circle of petals and had the intent of trying to not disturb a single petal. Firepaw was a larger cat and being stealthy was a bit of a challenge for him, so the determination was real inside those burning blue eyes of his. The young cat flicked his feathery tail back and forth idly as they walked. It had been rather quiet the duration of the walk from camp to this clearing, and it was kind of bothering him oddly enough. Firepaw was normally one for quiet and just- existing. Yet as he wondered alongside Rosepaw and Windpaw- this weird urge to talk to them arose and it annoyed him a little more than he let on. "Do you think this will go well?" Firepaw questioned out loud in disucssion of the stealth mission. He wanted to be as quiet as the most lithe Lunarclan cat. That tail of Firepaws' gave way to his irritation as he lashed it back and forth. What a stupid question to ask, of course it would go well. He was Lunarclan through and through no matter what he might think- he would be stealthy. The ginger apprentice gave a shake of his head and trotted a little bit to get ahead of the group. Maybe conversation was best left behind. Speech | THROUGH THIS NIGHTMARE  I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF |
