May StarClan Light Your Path [Search Party!] Aug 17, 2013 20:35:15 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Aug 17, 2013 20:35:15 GMT -5
Is this what Featherpaw felt, traveling so far from home in search of cats there was no guarantee you would find?
Silverpaw seemed destined to follow in her best friend's footsteps, though several moons after the original expedition, and she was most certainly not undergoing such a trek solo. It had been with great joy and sorrow of parting that she had set out from TreeClan's camp briskly – Lionstar watching the search party with a mixture of pride and what would likely be worry, though he would never admit to having any doubts about their success. The excitement of going out on her own (kind of) without her family around her like a safety net – not even her mentor or her closest friends – was coupled with a reasonable amount of terror and awkwardness, as Silverpaw had a near crippling anxiety problem when it came to cats over the age of 25 moons.
There was just something about cats towards their 30 moons and over that exuded such maturity, she had trouble working up the nerve to speak.
It was for this reason alone that she had stayed mostly silent during the trip, feeling slightly out of place amongst so many grown cats despite knowing their was purpose to her tagging along; not even if they were the only cats walking, would she dare try to talk to Grayowl. He was much too... The aura he projected was one of the most unsettling Silverpaw had ever experienced, and the downright nasty look Mockingpaw had given her when she'd informed Featherpaw (in front of the other apprentices) that she was going on a journey with Grayowl, Sixtoes, Thornstrike, Emberstorm and Littlestep, was not to be forgotten in a hurry.
That whole family was... unnerving, with the exception of poor Willowfur, whom Silverpaw had somehow managed to make the exception to her social anxiety rule; she liked the other she-cat in a role-model sort of way, finding her gentle and intelligent persona to be charming and worthy of looking up to.
Funny how her brother could project the exact opposite aura.
Silverpaw had woken up extra early on their second day of travel, her paw pads cracked and sore from going over such rough terrain, pink tongue gingerly trying to soothe a little of the tender flesh, having not yet started grooming the rest of her pelt, which had picked up all sorts of detritus when she'd slept last night, as the group had had no real den or shelter to stay under besides a rather sorry looking young pine. Silvery black-ticked ears pricked forward as the party leader announced his return with a couple of rabbits – the hunting here was promising, though the environment was difficult to live in otherwise – stating today's plan was to pair up and search for clues.
The she-cat immediately felt her heart jump up into her throat. Pairs? Oh StarClan, who was she going to be paired up with? That momentary apprehension over the possibility of getting stuck with someone so much older than her was quelled, as the she-cat called Littlestep was assigned her search-partner, and Silverpaw was able to exhale, sending her stress out into the fresh mountain air.
Ahh good. She's always been nice to me, and she's not much older than I am.
That would at least make their task that much more bearable.
OOC: Grayowl & Sixtoes area pair, and Thornstrike & Emberstorm are a pair.
Tagging: Insidious, nimble, @lacihparg, Amber, Phoenix