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Post by peppermint on May 14, 2020 1:51:55 GMT
 Sunset was always one of the better times of the day; what with a tangy, orange sky overlooking an extremely blue ocean... Paired with gentle lapping at the shore? Pure bliss, and Boltclaw was ecstatic that he and his clan-mates still had that to look at.
It was home.
Luckily, he was spending it with one of his closest friends-- the bouncy, goofy deputy of Coveclan. It was a perfect afternoon for one of their wacky adventures, and Boltclaw was all up for it.
So, here they were, racing along the stones that lay more uphill to the ocean. Right now, they were trying to find the perfect slope to tumble down into the water. A swim was on the agenda, and if they were gonna do that, they may as well make a splash-- pun entirely intended.
"Well, then? Do you see a good spot? Remember-- whoever finds the best hill gets the last crab in the fresh-kill pile!" He teased playfully, voice squeaking like an excited kit. A free day after hunting and patrolling for the majority of the morning and midday was very much needed.
"It'll be so cool-- bet I can stay on my paws the whole slide down," Boltclaw challenged with a smirk, gently brushing some sand her direction.
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Post by meowbbi on May 14, 2020 3:42:52 GMT
There was no doubt their new home was beautiful. A sunlit beach with rippling waves lapping at the shore and sparkling in the golden light. The song of the sea was gentle in their ears tonight, and the pink sky glittered with stars awakening one by one. Yes, this was home now. They were lucky to find a new home by the water, and to have eachother. Life was good here! She was deputy of Coveclan, under the rule of their dear leader Creekstar, her precious mentor. Together they led their clan with an iron fist!... Just kidding. They love their clan and make sure everyone is safe and happy, as they should. It’s an adjustment to settle after traveling for so long, but they all had eachother and would be okay.
But Mushroombug just couldn’t focus on that right now.
Her gaze shifted from the sea to her companion by her side, and her paws shuffled with restless energy. Boltclaw had requested one of her famous adventures. How could she deny him that? Especially now that they had somewhere new to explore! Nothing like a challenge to get her blood pumpin! And crabs? Oh, she just couldn’t resist. They were her favorite meal and made the prospect just that much more exciting.
“I spy with my little eye... the perfect spot.” She grinned, eyes sparkling with excitement. “I remember, now come on! Enough chatting, let’s goooo!” Mushroombug flicked her tail across his side. “Let’s see if you’re right.” Shaking the sand from her pelt, the molly took few paces back. But not before sticking her tongue out at her blue boy. Now, she could do this the safe way, or the Mushroombug way. It wasn’t hard to guess what she’d choose. Bounding back a few tail lengths, the deputy crouched before sprinting forward in a rush of red fur. She soared forward before landing on the steep sandy slope, sliding for a few moments before completely losing her footing and rolling down into the waves below. Her delighted laughter rang out loudly across the clearing until she squealed, falling into the water with a splash.
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Post by peppermint on Jun 3, 2020 2:40:44 GMT
The blue warrior gasped as the bundle of red leapt with no hesitation, only to leave him howling in amusement as he watched her slide and eventually fall into a tumble down the sandy shore. Seeing her crash into the tide below, unscathed and very much full of energy, he laughed and took a large leap onto the slope, keeping his large paws firmly planted into the soft sand below.
The feeling brought bliss-- sand between your paws, the fresh yet salty scent of the sea, all accompanied with one of your closest friends? Nothing could top it!
It almost felt like that time, back when he was a new warrior and Mushroombug still just an apprentice, they had snuck out of camp to catch some waves in the midst of the night.
The way the moon had shimmered so brightly, and how the waves had lapped at their paws...
The fun. The fun of just the two of them, surfing and playing in the sand and water.
An unforgettable, always memorable night; one of happiness, tranquility, and...
Something else, he'd soon come to realize in time.
Boltclaw had managed to keep himself upright up until the literal edge of the slope, tripping over his paws and tumbling into the water by her side. With a gasp as he bursted free from the water, he laughed, pawing some water her way with a mischievous smile. "Ha! You fell-- you now owe me the last crab." Then, he paused, putting a paw to his chin in thought. "Er, wait-- I fell too... but not until the end!" Another pause. "Oh, wait, the bet was whoever finds the best hill... erm..." Fed up with trying to figure out the terms and regulations of his own bet, he shook his head and groaned dramatically, paddling over to a rock and leaping on top of it, blue fur plastered against his thin frame. "Truce?" He offered, smiling awkwardly. "We can just split the crab, yeah? Besides, I always prefer the legs, so..."
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Post by meowbbi on Jun 5, 2020 10:36:14 GMT
She burst from the water with a splash, shaking off the sea water with gleeful giggles. "Hey!" The molly spluttered before striking the water, sending a spray his way. She snorted, flicking a piece of seaweed off of her ear. "Yeah you fell! But I totally didn't fall. It was my graceful version of... jumping." Lifting her nose in the air, she pressed a single paw to her chest dramatically.
"Oh?" Mushroombug tilted her head, glancing up at him. For a moment she was frozen. How could she not be? He just seemed to glow under the moonlight! His awkward smile could melt the coldest of hearts, though hers was fluttering. Oh great Starclan, she was a mess.
This brought back memories.
A shimmering night spent at his side, having fun in the sea and chasing eachother along the shore. Every moment spent with Boltclaw made her happy. It was thrilling, exhilarating and amazing.
"I'd love to share it with you." She meowed softly, uncharacteristic of her really. Gah! She was acting like a fool. With a flick of her tail she turned toward the sea, ears burning. "Anyway," Mushroombug mumbled, "We can do that later. You said you wanted adventure! Any ideas? You can choose anything. You are with the mighty deputy of Coveclan now!" The deputy purred, pride clear in her voice.
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Post by peppermint on Jun 8, 2020 17:18:32 GMT
Boltclaw lit up upon her agreement for them to split their eventual meal, tail curling in delight. Though, upon him registering how soft her tone had been in that moment, he parted his jaws to speak, only for her to glance away and take her pale-brown gaze to the ocean. It was nearly Moonhigh as the sun made its final descent into the sky, making way for the beauty of the night.
It was all so beautiful...
The blue tom gave a delighted huff her way, padding alongside her as they trudged back to the shore. "I totally do! And, humble, much?" He teased playfully, cuffing her ear with a gentle swipe. "I still can't believe you're Deputy! Not, uh-- I don't mean that in. like, a mean way," He spoke, flustered. "I mean like-- like who would have thought, you know? After all of the craziness, and it's always just a dream for younger cats, y'know? You achieved it so early in your age! I don't really envision myself leading a clan, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm a tad jealous." With a chuckle, his fiery eyes became alight, genuine smile on his face. "S'really impressive. I guess I should've expected it, considering you fought off a shark pup AND an alligator."
His maw ran a mile a minute, showing no signs of stopping. This was customary of the oh-so naive and enthusiastic Boltclaw, but there was a hidden catalyst in these ramblings. Something was spiking his nerves, yet also his enthusiasm.
What was it? Why was he trying so hard to brush it off?
"Maybe when you and Creekstar get a break from surveying the new territory, you can take me out and we can wrestle a shark together," He mewed, shaking out his fur. "We could hang out all day long and explore even more of the territory!"
Pausing and realizing just how much he sounded like an overexcited kit, he flushed red and put a paw to his mouth. "If, if you're not too busy or anything, of course."
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Post by meowbbi on Jun 8, 2020 18:26:30 GMT
The purr in her throat rumbled louder and he continued his ramblings, and she bumped him in a playful gesture. "I know what you mean silly, it's okay. Honestly? I couldn't believe in either..." Her eyes grew distant as she recalled the moment, "I know I'm not the smartest cat, or the quickest, or the most mature," The deputy's whiskers twitched with amusement and she chuckled, eyes sparkling as she turned to look into his own amber orbs, "But I know I can do this! I could never turn down any challenge, and what greater challenge than helping leading a clan? I'm smart enough to know it won't be easy, and I'm gonna give it everything I've got! It means a lot to me that Creekstar chose me you know." She purred.
Raising a brow, Mushroombug puffed out her chest and deepened her meow playfully. "But of course. Tis' no foe capable of defeating the all mighty Mushroombug! My scars only show my strength and frighten my enemies!" With a growl the molly swiped at him, bursting into a fit of giggles immediately after. Not even responsibility could ruin her light-hearted nature!
Though it would remain unspoken, at least for now, she truly reveled in his praise. No opinion matter more to the deputy, not even their leader's. Boltclaw had won her respect after all! Perhaps combined with her heart's feelings, this made him and what he thought of her just that much more important. It was another thing she resented about her feelings. Never before had she truly cared about what any cat thought, but now her mind was constantly muddled with silly thoughts like 'what would Boltclaw say?', 'what would he think of this?', 'would Boltclaw think this is awesome too?'. Nevertheless, hearing him ramble made her ego and her heart swell.
"I'm never too busy for you!" Mushroombug scoffed and rolled her eyes. Somehow, even when he was being a big old dummy, he was simply adorable. "And that sounds like the greatest idea ever! We could go find one now- I'd like to thank them for the cool earring." Flicking said ear the molly snickered. "Maybe we can match!"
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Post by peppermint on Jun 10, 2020 16:20:39 GMT
Jumping a bit as she swiped at him with a fearsome growl, he laughed, fake-cowering as he dramatically replied, "I'm so sorry, Mighty Shark Hunter and Deputy of Coveclan! Never again will I think twice on your power!"
As the two walked, he couldn't help but give a huff and roll his eyes, flicking his tail to her side. "C'mooon, you're gonna be way busier, now. Organizing patrols n' all that." He paused, in search of the right words, then mewed sincerely, "You'll be a great deputy. As batty as your mind is, I'll give you credit where it's due-- You're probably the most clever and courageous cat I know. No joke!"
With a genuine grin, he placed his nose against her ear tip for just a brief moment, his shoulders tensing up ever so slightly. Surely Mushroombug knew of what she was capable of? There's no way she didn't-- for she always radiated confidence with every stride and movement; For sure she knew how amazing she really was!
At the mention of shark-hunting, the warrior had felt a sudden rush of exhilaration, sliding his onyx-colored claws onto the sandy shore and raking at it. "F-For real? I wouldn't even know where to start!"
As amazing as it'd be to tell others he had fought a shark, perhaps actively seeking for one minding its own business was the wrong way to go... Not to mention just how close to a death wish as fighting a shark, INTENTIONALLY, was.
An internal struggle came to him as he debated such a foolish (yet totally awesome) idea, and he thought hard.
"As much as I'd want to fight one, we should probably wait for a day when, y'know... our clan has more cats to support it. We can't risk it," he mewed matter-of-factly with a side of disappointment. "Besides, it's a little after Shark-tide-- I'm sure a plethora of sharks are infesting the waters. That doesn't mix well with how it's practically Moonhigh, now. But, uh, next time-- I promise," he meowed seriously, nodding her way.
Well, what to do, then?
An idea came to his mind.
"... Hey-- when I was out the other day, I came across a bunch of oysters just over that dune. Why don't we hunt a bit, and I'll do you one better-- the first one to find an oyster with a pearl gets the freshest feathers from today's bedding collection." A playful smirk etched across his face. "You on, Shroomy?"
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Post by meowbbi on Jun 10, 2020 17:26:45 GMT
“I’m sure I will be, but that won’t stop me from adventuring!” She snorted, flicking her tail, “Besides, can you imagine me being all business all the time?” The deputy hadn’t given him a chance to respond before snickering. The thought was a funny one. “I definitely will keep up with my duties and all that of course, but just because I’m deputy doesn’t mean I can’t have fun! You remember when Creekstar was deputy- we got into trouble all the time!” Mushroombug purred fondly. She’d never forget the many escapades and fun they shared together. By now the molly had stories to last a lifetime, and she was so young!
Padding by his side, she listened eagerly as Boltclaw meowed. However, her step faltered at the compliment. “Really?”
Her ears burnt as hot as the sun itself as Boltclaw nosed her gently. Mushroombug felt a rush and her throat constricted with emotion for a moment. It meant a lot to hear those words, and the deputy was embraced with relief and happiness. Boltclaw wasn’t one to lie- she knew he meant if, and it made her as giddy as a kit.
Despite her dramatic displays and her confidence that shone so strongly in her day to day life, it was truly that— a display. At least sometimes. Like most cats, Mushroombug doubted herself at times, but ultimately decided such weakness was to be kept to herself. How was she supposed to be the fierce, strong deputy she needed to be if she showed any hesitation or doubts of any kind? Vulnerability was a BIG no no, especially the kind blossoming in her heart. She couldn’t have cats looking down on her in any way! She resented pity and considered the mere notion disgusting. Mushroombug was a cat to be feared and respected! But times like these... she could relax a bit. Boltclaw gave her a sense of calamity and serenity no one else could provide. Just maybe it was okay to let that wall down, eventually anyway.
Mushroombug shook the thought from her mind.
Raising a brow at the tom, she couldn’t help but grin. “It’s easy! They can smell fear you know, so you just have to be strong!” All her worries washed away at the prospect of a good fight. Her claws glinted in the moonlight as she flexed them in the sand... Yes, tonight would be fun! The molly deflated when Boltclaw shot down the idea, and a whine grew in her throat. “But-!” She paused, listening before sighing. He was right, as always. “Okay.. Fair enough.” The mighty Mushroombug never ran out of ideas! Though it seemed he had one himself.
“Hmm..” She considered the thought with a tilt of her head. Pearl hunting? It was much tamer than what she had in mind, though her ideas were almost always dangerous to the extreme. But! It was a challenge. Her eyes gleamed. How could she refuse? “You’re on! I’ll find a pearl first and it’ll be the shiniest, biggest pearl ever seen!” The red molly declared excitedly. Wasting no time, she bounced on her paws with a swish of her tail.
“Come on lightning! Let’s see how fast you really are!”
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Post by peppermint on Jun 11, 2020 20:58:02 GMT
Boltclaw tossed his head back with a howl of amusement, crouching into position. "I'm Boltclaw, Mushroombug-- I've got speed for moons and claws as sharp as talons!" With a squeak of excitement, he sprung into action, flinging flecks of sand around him.
Though he often despised how large his paws were in comparison to his more slender frame, it certainly came in handy when digging!
With gusto, the blue-coated warrior began to bring up pawfuls of sand, his heart racing in excitement. The little bets and competitions he and Mushroombug were all incredibly immature; apprentices' play, really-- they knew that. But, surely even the most elderly clan-cat knew how much fun the little adventures in life were?
Boltclaw though of it for just a brief moment, and concluded that he'd probably never be able to give moments like these up. They were as precious as pearls themselves! As absolutely corny as that sounded...
"You find anything yet? 'Cuz I haaave!" He sing-sang, clamping his teeth around his prey. Plucking it up, though, brought some disappointment-- for it was a clam. Sure, they made pearls-- but not nearly as often or as impressive as those of an oyster.
Well, no use in not checking. Or, he would've had the pesky thing not directly shoot him in the eye with water.
"GAH! Pesky clam," He growled, watching as the menace dug it's way back under the soaked sand after having been dropped from the shock. 'Pfft, probably didn't have a pearl anyway..."
So, he kept springing from place to place, checking for any oysters and clams. He'd brought a few up, finding pearls that were no bigger than his dew-claw, as well as some without any at all. However, it was all good in the long-run-- a late-night hunt just meant more prey for the clan, as well as some pretty pearls to bring back if they truly desired.
After a good while, Boltclaw had managed to find just one-- just one, singular, apricot-glazed pearl he deemed something of slightly bigger size than the average pearl. With a nod, he scooped the oyster up with the pearl inside and trotted over to Mushroombug, tail weaving.
"Hey, you. Didja find one yet? Look at this one." He opened up the oyster to present the pearl to the molly, eyes warm. "This one's got a redish tint to it! I thought it might've matched with your fur."
Though his statement was intended as comical banter, the statement came out all too sincere and gentle. It was almost as if he was...
"See? Well, to be honest since pearls are so pale they kinda look more like your eyes. They're round and sparkly with a tint to them; just like your eyes," he added casually, as if out of whatever trance he had just previously been in. If only he wasn't so oblivious to just how much meaning was behind each word he spoke of her; if he wasn't so naive as to notice what, deep down, was really causing him to be so...
Stupid.
Something was stirring in the very depths of his chest, metaphorically. Whenever he was with her, it would act up fiercely. It wasn't a pain nor discomfort, but a physical feeling he felt lingering in his chest. When they were together, it was every emotions under the sun-- she made him happy, scared, excited, angry-- he was certain he'd felt every emotion under the sun whenever he spent a day with her.
Why hasn't he caught on yet?
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Post by meowbbi on Jun 11, 2020 21:58:09 GMT
Mushroombug laughed loudly, her pale eyes glittering in a telltale sign of excitement, "Prove it then!" She yowled. Her meow held a fierce challenge-- she took all challenges seriously afterall.
And with the same enthusiasm as she had since their earliest adventure, she dove to the sand in search of her prize. Her paws buzzed with restless energy and a deep need to WIN. It was practically in her blood! Mushroombug was no loser, not even at pearl hunting! So she dug, swiftly churning up sand with her round paws, her tail swaying high in the sky behind her. So far her efforts resulted in absolutely nothing, but this was no setback. They had all night! Besides, she had managed to snag some yummy oysters they could share at a later time. But now the task at paw was to find a pearl!
"Find anything? Phsst- totally." The molly snorted, ears flickering downward as she frantically dug deeper. Who said she had to be completely truthful? She was bound to find something eventually! "Seems like you've only found yourself an enemy!" Mushroombug snickered gleefully as she witnessed the brutal spray he recieved from the little monster. Not even clams were safe...
Suddenly a shimmer caught her attention and she paused, gently prodding at an oyster to reveal a shiny, beautiful pearl with a soft blue tint. It truly was stunning, with a glow much like the moon above them. Boltclaw's excired meow suddenly dragged her attention from the treasure and she smiled, opening her maw to respond before her eyes landed on his own pearl.
She released a soft gasp, eyes softening for a moment. His tone sent a fluttering flurry of whatever through her chest and left her wordless for a few heartbeats. Mushroombug lifted her gaze to meet his own. Why did she feel so nervous and giddy all of a sudden? Could that tone mean anything? Was it just her, or did this seem like more than just some silly contest? He couldn't possibly share the same thoughts as her own, no way!
He continued on and she mentally scolded herself. It was silly to assume anything- especially when he clearly didn't mean anything crazy by it, let alone say anything to imply such an idea. They were having a pearl hunting contest afterall. That's all it was. A pretty pearl. And it meant nothing.
"It's beautiful Boltclaw." The deputy meowed softly, tucking away her own little discovery under her paw. "I guess that means you won, huh?" She laughed a bit, offering him a smile.
Why did she have to be so stupid?
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