I'm torn between Swiftpaw and Coalpaw and Swiftpaw and Finchpaw. hELP MEEE. What do you guys think?
Smokepaw sighed, contented as he observed a small droplet of water fall onto the clear ceiling above his head, followed by a few more. Tangleflower groaned, knowing exactly what this meant. Her apprentice turned his bright green gaze to her. "Please?" He asked. She nodded and he padded briskly over to his nest.
Rain was one of Smokepaw's favorite things. The sound of the small drops falling down to the ground was enough to lull him instantly to sleep. Thunder was even worse. It never kept him awake, only assisted him in resting. In a split second, he was no longer awake.
Swiftpaw sighed, rolling over once more. She knew it was at least past moonhigh by now, and the massive thunderstorm that was raging outside had kept her awake for every minute it had been in the territory. She stood, exhausted but unable to rest, and wove around her sleeping denmates and out of camp.
She was instantly blasted with a gust of wind and water was thrown at her pelt. She simply ignored it, hooking her claws into a nearly tree and wearily scampering up the slippery bark. She stood on the tip of one of the strongest brances, the roof of camp directly ahead of her.
Swiftpaw crouched, ignoring the shockingly loud storm and the wind that whipped wet leaves againsts her drenched pelt that now clung to her thick frame. She lept towards the roof and hit it with a loud huffing sound that was drowned out by a large clap of thunder that echoed out the exact second she'd jumped. Most of her body hung out over the ground.
She sank her claws into the stone and attempted to heave herself onto the roof. She nearly shrieked as teeth were plunged into ner scruff and she was lifted up and dropped down, now safe. She looked up to see a young tomcat with fur that was white at the roots and morphed slowly to brown at the tips.
"Are you alright?" Finchpaw asked. She nodded. "Why are you up here?" Her deep blue gaze flickered over the other apprentice.
"I might ask the same to you." He shot back. "Couldn't sleep." She stated blankly. "Same here," He replied.
"Why the roof?" They both asked in unison, then shrugged and looked away. "I have a better place to go to." He stated before leaping onto the branch nearby. "Coming?" He asked. She nodded and followed.
They padded through the heavy rain before they reaced Cherry Hill. The petals were drenched in water but they still swirled around beneath the brances. Swiftpaw blinked slowly as Finchpaw headed up the hill, then followed him.
Not as many drops fell onto thier heads as they sat beneath the twisting branches that sheilded them from the storm.
Swiftpaw reached forward and gripped one of the dampened flowers in her teeth. It was so weak, however, that its soggy petals detachted from the stem the second she did, falling to the ground at her paws. She laughed quietly as Finchpaw dropped another flower onto her head.
Tangleflower sighed quietly as the rain poured down from outside of the den. Storms were never a good sign, and leaf-fall was approaching more quickly then she'd like to say. Just this morning, she'd noticed a few leaves that were changing shades and felt the slight chill of a cool wind.
It was just before dawn when she detected a rustling from the entrance of camp. She flew out of the den, prepared to shriek a warning over a clap of booming thunder, only to see two apprentices padding in from a nighttime stroll, a pair of which she'd prefer Smokepaw not know about.
She blinked calmly as the young deputy, Wildfern, assigned patrols a few minutes later. "Firedust, Torncloud, Tawnycloud, Bramblefur, border patrol along the RainClan line. Blazeroot, Emberfire, Darkshine, Turtleshade, BirchClan line. Mintfeather, Willowtree, Frostfire, Roseheart, Lizardpaw, hunt by Cherry Hill. I want Ivystripe, Tallear, Fallenpaw, Frostpath, and Ashweb all at sunhigh patrol. Go, now."
Tangleflower turned back into the den as the warriors filed out of camp. Smokepaw, still a large bundle of smokey fur with a slash of pink curled up in a tight ball in a mossy nest, was clearly dreaming, his paws twitching quietly and muffled mewls escaping his mouth.
She repressed a loud purr and laughter as he jerked awake, his eyes half-lidded and bleary. "I was this close to the mouse!" He said, holding his paws a tail-length apart. Tangleflower chuckled softly. "Catch as many mice as you want on your way to the river. Off you go." She said, flicking her tail at him as he hobbled out of the den.