` don't tell them; { red & silvs }

[Redpaw ◂]

"And to be honest," a voice echoed faintly around the rocky surroundings, as the young she-cat continued to march towards the trees, "how is training even worth it? I mean, all you get to do is hunt mice and track foxes and gossip about TempestClan. But you don't get to fight them. You have to fight your clanmates and keep your claws sheathed as if it's a mock battle and we're all still in the nursery." Glancing over her shoulder, the grey-blue apprentice checked that Greypaw was still following, then continued to bounce briskly through the path of stones, eager to be surrounded by the lush vegetation of the woods, where their voices would be muffled, their words hidden from eager ears. "How is that any fun? And I know what you'll say, 'it's not all about fun'. But that's not the case. It's about experience. I don't need some pretentious cat to hover over me all the time, I could learn all of this stuff by myself!" She sighed, slowing her pace as Greypaw caught up. "So could you." Red eyes glimmering in the pale sunlight, she nudged her littermate before setting off in the direction of the forest again. The apprentice could feel rough grass under her paws now, and she allowed herself to slow to a steady trot, while she anticipated Greypaw's response. She was aware that perhaps her sister was getting what she'd hoped for out of warrior training, and that she was perfectly content with her mentor, but Redpaw wouldn't be distracted by that. The she-cat had convinced herself that all it took was to keep rumbling for long enough, until eventually her sister saw sense in her words. If she were sensible, she would agree with her. And Greypaw was sensible. Which meant she would agree with her, sooner rather than later. "Plus," Redpaw started again, as she nudged the other silvery apprentice towards a tree-line, "I bet there are cats out there who know a whole bunch more than we could ever imagine. Experience is not doing the same thing day in day out, waiting until TempestClan gets bored and decides to cause trouble again." Turning to gaze longingly towards the other edge of the territory, where the rocky outcrops gave way to the rising mountains beyond, she sighed, perhaps looking more awe-struck than she'd intended. "Experience is there." be the thelma to my louise and let's fly off that mountain together tags // Greypaw ☿

[Greypaw ☿]

Greypaw

"And to be honest," Redpaw ranted, her voice ringing against the rocks, as she made her way to the edge of the woods, "how is training even worth it? I mean, all you get to do is hunt mice and track foxes and gossip about TempestClan. But you don't get to fight them. You have to fight your clanmates and keep your claws sheathed as if it's a mock battle and we're all still in the nursery." Walking behind her sister, Greypaw caught a glimpse of the flaming red or her sister's gaze for a second, as Redpaw glanced at the silvery grey apprentice. The walks in the forest had become a sort of a tradition for the sisters. The forest was the perfect getaway from the always-busy camp and the annoying nagging of elders and warriors.

"How is that any fun? And I know what you'll say, 'it's not all about fun'. But that's not the case. It's about experience. I don't need some pretentious cat to hover over me all the time, I could learn all of this stuff by myself!" the red-eyed she-cat sighed, slowing her pace to let Greypaw catch up with her, "So could you." The words stinged. Greypaw wasn't sure if she had ever even meant to be a warrior. Yet, the path of a medicine cat had seemed even more dreadful than that of a warrior. Medicine cats had to be eternally dedicated to their clan, and that was something Greypaw could never manage.

A nudge against her side, guiding her towards the forest brought the silvery apprentice back to the present. Redpaw had picked up her pace and was trotting towards the trees. Greypaw knew her sister was waiting for a response, though she was conflicted about the idea of disregarding the clan's efforts to train them. After all, they could learn a lot from every member of the clan. However, most of said members seemed to overestimate their wisdom. They were blind to the faults in their logic and ideals and always searching for errors in the way of others'.

"Plus," Redpaw continued, seeing that her sister didn't have anything to add, "I bet there are cats out there who know a whole bunch more than we could ever imagine. Experience is not doing the same thing day in day out, waiting until TempestClan gets bored and decides to cause trouble again." The dark grey apprentice turned to the forest, longing burning in her crimson eyes, "Experience is there." Again, Greypaw felt she could not argue with the statement.

"I agree," Greypaw mused, turning to look at the horizon her sister was already gazing at, "However, I feel we couldn't yet survive out there alone." She sighed quietly, turning back to her sister, "Red," she paused, searching for words, "We are not made for the clan life, but right now, we can't survive without the clan." She felt the longing for freedom just like Redpaw, she could feel it bubbling deep inside of her, but acting upon emotions had never seemed like a good idea to the young she-cat. She could only hope her sister understood that.

notes;; yodo shes not as deep as she was in the draft BUT STILL 2DEEP
tags;; Redpaw ◂

[Redpaw ◂]

Much like every other time the two sisters had this conversation, Redpaw had failed to notice Greypaw's silence, until it was eventually broken. The mere thought that her sister could find happiness in a place Redpaw thought of as boring and miserable terrified her, until she paused to remind herself that the two of them shared something more special than that. They found happiness in each other, and surely that was enough to keep them going, without feeling the need to separate. Perhaps Greypaw liked clanlife as it was, with daily doses of being bossed around, and having their confidence crushed by words of cocky older warriors, and having to babysit the elders as if it was the most important job in the world. But Redpaw's ambition did not waver from that realisation. There was still time for her sister to change her mind. And if she didn't, Redpaw would prove to her that there was so much more for them out there, things they would always miss out on because of how repetitive and confining life in a clan was. You'd think foxes have more fun than we do. "I agree." A tiny seed of hope stirred inside the she-cat, and she glanced sideways at Greypaw as  they set off once again, red eyes wide and eager. "However, I feel we couldn't yet survive out there alone." Despite being able to see sense in her sister's statement, the young apprentice had to fight down the overwhelming need to screech 'yes, we could!'. But all she could do was let her paws slide to a halt as Greypaw turned around, her shimmering blue eyes searching hers. Redpaw held her gaze patiently, in the very least attempting to understand why this meant so much for the silvery she-cat, despite believing she never could. "Red, we are not made for the clan life, but right now, we can't survive without the clan." The words were carefully chosen, and the apprentice could easily distinguish the true meaning behind them. "You're asking me to wait," she concluded simply, genuine confusion radiating off of her in waves. "Even though you know I don't understand that.. I will respect it." She nudged the grey apprentice again, humour beginning to glimmer in her intense red eyes. "Because you're my sister." Satisfied as the mood began to brighten again, the young cat scampered off again, turning to toss the last few words over her shoulder. "I'm still racing you to that tree, though!" red r u even real tags // Greypaw ☿

[Greypaw ☿]

Greypaw

"You're asking me to wait," Redpaw said, putting what Greypaw had tried to word for so long down simply, "Even though you know I don't understand that.. I will respect it." The red-eyed she-cat nudged Greypaw, her crimson eyes burning with amusement, "Because you're my sister." The statement brought a rare wide smile on Greypaw's face. There wasn't much in the world she was sure of, but everything else aside, she was sure she could always count on her sister being there for her.

"I'm still racing you to that tree, though!" Redpaw announced, suddenly taking off towards an old tree. With a grin spreading across her face, Greypaw shot after the grey apprentice, taking long leaps through the forest terrain. The feeling of fresh forest air brushing against her silvery coat and the mossy ground under her paws filled Greypaw with a sense of peace she was yet to find anywhere else. To her surprise, Greypaw found herself gaining on her sister, who had gotten a head start. Still, Redpaw made it to the tree first, with Greypaw on her heels. The silvery she-cat let out a chuckle, playfully bumping her sister. "Hey! You cheated! That doesn't count!" she laughed, knowing her sister was well aware she did not mind being beaten to the tree. As the laughter died down, there was a moment of silence, where both of the young felines took a few breaths to recover from the sprint.

"I swear, one day we will leave this place." she smiled at her sister, still breathless from the run. At that moment, the world seemed more radiant to her, clearer. The young she-cat wasn't sure what the future held for her, but at least she knew she wouldn't have to face it alone.

notes;; hollas those cuties
tags;; Redpaw ◂

[Redpaw ◂]

The wind whipping straight into her face, buffeting her fur to her sides, she had to strain as she angled her ears backwards, listening for the first hints of Greypaw gaining on her. Her red eyes widening in amazement, she realised that her sister was already on her tail, her breath coming in puffs as for several moments they raced side by side, Greypaw matching her stride for stride. Still, her lips curving into a smirk, Redpaw summoned the last scraps of her energy, her paws thrumming on the leaf-strewn forest floor as she dashed on ahead. While she wouldn't admit it, it'd taken everything inside of her, but she let out a triumphant yowl as she skidded past the tree. It was followed by a yelp of surprise as Greypaw came slithering right behind her, bumping into her side with a playful chuckle. "Hey! You cheated! That doesn't count!" "No I didn't!" the red-eyed apprentice leaped to her own defense, though the rest of her words were muffled as she broke into a loud purr. "You're just as slow as a lumbering badger, that's all." Both of their voices died down as the apprentices caught their breaths, and Redpaw kept stealing glimpses of the tree's trunk before she was distracted by her sister's intense blue gaze searching her own shimmering maroon one. "I swear, one day we will leave this place." Another heartfelt purr rumbled in the she-cat's throat, and she thrust her muzzle against Greypaw's, whiskers quivering in excitement. "I will take you across the mountains," she mused, her eyes shining with newly-sparked hope. "The whole world will be beneath our paws. It will be freedom like you've never felt it before." A wide grin lit her face, and she touched her muzzle to Greypaw's ear before drawing herself back again. It was when she knew her sister was about to be distracted again that she leaped into the air, closing the distance between herself and tree and clawing at its bark with all four paws. Once again she glanced over her shoulder, a playful smirk visible on her face. "I didn't specify where on the tree this race ends! Last to the top is a minnow-brain!" and now they're squirrels tags // Greypaw ☿

[Greypaw ☿]

Greypaw

A deep purr ringing from her chest, Redpaw pressed er muzzle against Greypaw's. "I will take you across the mountains," the grey she-cat beamed, her crimson eyes full of hope, "The whole world will be beneath our paws. It will be freedom like you've never felt it before." Greypaw could almost feel the grin spreading across her sister's face as she nudged Greypaw's ear before drawing back. With an identical grin on her face, the silvery apprentice replied, "And I believe you will. We are meant for great things, I can feel it." With happiness swelling in her chest, Greypaw turned to look at the tree's upper branches, where a few birds were chirping. The upper branches and the birds both seemed like shadows against the radiant orange sky. The sun was setting, and if they hurried, they could perhaps see it set completely.

"I didn't specify where on the tree this race ends! Last to the top is a minnow-brain!" Redpaw's cheer broke the silence, as she started clawing her way up the tree's bark. "Damn you," Greypaw laughed, amusement sparking in her blue eyes. Taking a long leap, the silvery she-cat pressed her sharp claws into the thick bark of the tree, making her way to the top. Again, Redpaw had managed to make it to the destination first. Taking the last leap to the top branch, Greypaw laughed, "You got a head start! Again!"

Suddenly aware of her surroundings, the blue-eyed apprentice looked around her. From the top of the tree, the setting of the sun was even more beautiful. Over the horizon, the sisters could see the last rays of light, turning the sky blood red. On the opposite side of the sky, however, had turned a deep blue. Greypaw, awestruck by the beauty, crouched against the branch taking in the view. "The sky is the same colour as your eyes," she remarked, not daring to look away from the scene unfolding before her.

notes;; wow look at da sky ITS NOT BLUE LIeK USUALL #awestruck #hipster #cat instagram
tags;; Redpaw ◂

[Redpaw ◂]

Destiny was not something the young she-cat ever thought she'd found herself believing it, but Greypaw's confident words, combined with her unwavering optimism, had driven Redpaw into holding her ambition even closer to her heart than before. While she couldn't help but reject thoughts that suggested a bunch of dead cats shaped every cat's destiny, she wanted to be comforted by the idea that the duo could grow to achieve greatness. As she thought about it, she knew that what truly mattered to her wasn't accomplishing great things. While she and her sister were still inseparable, they would accomplish important things, be they great or not. "Damn you," A wide grin transformed the red-eyed female's previously earnest expression into one of pure victory as she glanced down at her sister. Perhaps Lionwhisker hadn't been content to find her practising on top of a pine tree when he'd ordered her to stay in camp, but the results had been as rewarding as the apprentice had wanted them to be. She considered her climbing skills to be as important as stalking and battling techniques were, even though most cats in the clan didn't seem to pay a lot of attention to them. Why should they feel obliged to hide up in trees anyway? They'd nothing to worry about. But that wasn't the case for Redpaw. "You got a head start! Again!" Crouching happily on the tree's highest branch, Redpaw smiled loftily down at Greypaw as she scrambled up beside her. "Like I said, if you weren't a lumbering badger, you'd have gotten the head start." A mmrow of laughter rumbled in her throat, though she noticed Greypaw becoming distracted by something the blue she-cat couldn't quite see yet. She followed her sister's gaze as it swept, awe-struck, through the endlessly stretching sky, her blue eyes shimmering against the mystery of its depths. It's sundown already. Redpaw momentarily frowned. They'd have to be back in camp sooner than she'd have liked. I bet somebody will be around to start asking questions about where we've been. Despite the intensity of the moment, the young cat was bracing herself for the climb down the tree, when Greypaw's words echoed in her ears, filled with more wonder than Redpaw had ever heard her sister speak with before. "The sky is the same colour as your eyes." She looked at the silvery she-cat quizzically, blinking several times before crouching next to her, their pelts brushing. She studied Greypaw's expression carefully, then once again followed her glimmering blue gaze into the horizon. The sky was bursting in glowing red flames, the clouds being slowly engulfed by them as the setting sun slowly sank out of their view. A tiny gasp escaped the apprentice's mouth, before she swung around to look in the opposite direction, the branch swaying slightly underneath their weight. "I could say the same for yours," came the astonished reply, as Redpaw finally began to understand the source of her sister's state of awe. "And it's beautiful." But before Greypaw could strike a reply, the red-eyed cat crouched down again, the overwhelming need to sulk finally overtaking her. "It's too bad we can't just stay and sleep up here." I would sleep upside down with the bats if it meant not having to return to camp. and now they're squirrels tags // Greypaw ☿

[Greypaw ☿]

Greypaw

"I could say the same for yours," the unexpected compliment brought another wide smile on Greypaw's face, "And it's beautiful." Redpaw continued. The silvery apprentice was speechless, however her sister didn't seem to even bother waiting for a reply, for which Greypaw was thankful for. "It's too bad we can't just stay and sleep up here." The obvious revolt in Redpaw's voice threatened to ignite Greypaw as well. Yet, the young feline had decided they shouldn't get in too much trouble with the clan. At least not yet. They were never going to be as obedient as the other apprentices, but they would have to try to fit in a little bit more.

It took all her willpower for Greypaw to get up, taking the last look around her as the sky's blood red was slowly washed out by a deep blue. A few starts had started to blink in the deep blue that was already covering most of the sky. Greypaw stared up at the small dots of light, wondering how the Clan had decided that that was where the dead cats went. "Yes. After all, if we do, StarClan will see and know." she sneered, "Even if StarClan really does exist, why are we living after the advice of dead cats?" She spat out, squinting her eyes towards the night sky, "They are dead for a reason, after all."

notes;; micropenispost
tags;; Redpaw ◂

[Redpaw ◂]

Through the corner of her eye the apprentice watched as her sister propped herself up on two fore-paws, blue eyes glimmering against the similarly-hued sky. The final beams of red were fading steadily to be replaced by the ominous darkened indigo of Silverpelt, where the first "warriors of StarClan" emerged. What a load of rabbit droppings. Without moving a muscle in any of her four legs, Redpaw stared up, mimicking Greypaw's disdainful expression. "Yes. After all, if we do, StarClan will see and know." A shudder forced the she-cat back into a sitting position, and she continued to watch the sky through narrowed eyes. At least this was something Greypaw and herself agreed on. "Even if StarClan really does exist, why are we living after the advice of dead cats? They are dead for a reason, after all." While the answer was rather obvious to Redpaw, she briefly questioned its importance for her clanmates. Surely all of them must know this as well? "Because none of them know any better than to accept every comforting lie a mouse-brained cat once threw their way." As she tore her eyes away from the sky to stare promptingly at her sister, her red gaze blazed like a scorching sun. "The clans enjoy basing their lives upon a series of stories that make no sense." And we once believed them too, she finished her sentence, in her mind. "But I guess we still shouldn't anger them, right?" The apprentice sniffed, rising to her paws, and stretching each leg out in turn. If they weren't settling here for the night after all, they might as well get a move on. Lionwhisker might have to reconsider his promise of not punishing me after all. "Who knows what an angered imaginary cat could do," a growl rumbling in her throat, she cut her eyes at Greypaw. "Murder us in cold blood, perhaps." ahaha NOT OMINOUS AT ALL A+ JOB THERE tags // Greypaw ☿

[Greypaw ☿]

Greypaw

"Because none of them know any better than to accept every comforting lie a mouse-brained cat once threw their way." Redpaw ranted, turning her burning gaze to Greypaw, "The clans enjoy basing their lives upon a series of stories that make no sense." Greypaw nodded slightly, she knew what her sister was thinking. They, too had once believed in the stories they now found so ridiculous. "But I guess we still shouldn't anger them, right?" The red-eyed apprentice continued, as she stood up, stretching each limb, "Who knows what an angered imaginary cat could do," The she-cat growled, giving Greypaw a thoughtful look, "Murder us in cold blood, perhaps."

Greypaw nodded along, "Imagination is rather dangerous, look at what some long-dead cat's delusions have shaped the Clan's into." The grey she-cat shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, "Honestly, I want to see what makes them all believe in star-cats." The apprentice turned to look at her sister, curiosity burning in her icy eyes, "Don't you ever wonder what happens in the Maw?" Can we stop it? As much as her clanmates annoyed her, the silvery she-cat wished she could make them see the world like she did. Perhaps she just wanted to fit in more, but she knew she could never become one of the numb tailchasers the Clan consisted of.

notes;; redpew pew pEW PEWWW this is not a thread this is just foreshadowing of their terrifying future plans
tags;; Redpaw ◂