ThunderClan RolePlay

Stormpaw gritted his teeth. "But then you can just shake. Them. Off." He growled, attempting to throw Voidheart off. Even with a twisted paw, however, Voidheart proved far too strong and heavy for Stormpaw to bear. He huffed, and relaxed his muscles. "Okay then. What."

Keeping strong to his view that swatting back at uneven heights would be far too inconvenient, Stormpaw figured there was only one other option. "I could jump up to join them there." He suggested and, bracing his hindlegs, leaped up onto the boulder, ending up practically nose-to-nose with Voidheart.

Stormpaw was immediately pushed back and left scrabbling at air. Thankfully, the boulder wasn't high and he managed to land on all four of his paws, but the move had still left him surprised and even slightly shocked. Shaking off the minor fright, he turned back to Voidheart, who had begun talking again.

Stormpaw grumbled. He had just been given the advice he had originally thought was wrong. Though in fairness, the way Voidheart had put it did seem more reasonable than mindlessly swatting at the crouching warrior. He nodded and jumped up, thwacking Voidheart's paw, though it had little success.

Stormpaw paused for a moment, ducking to prevent Voidheart's claws from snagging his ear. Voidheart was by hanging so low his shoulder was nearly over the edge. If he jumped high enough, Stormpaw might be able to reach it as well give it a good hit that should at least force Voidheart to roll onto his side. Taking careful aim, Stormpaw pushed himself into a jump and hit Voidheart's shoulder with as much force as he could muster, being sure to keep his claws unsheathed, before dropping back to his paws.

And then there came giggling from a few tail-lengths away.

Applepelt had gone to search for Silverstar in hopes of cheering her leader up somehow, but the she-cat had already gone off in to the forest too quick for the young warrior to catch up. She had figured Silverstar wanted to be alone, and so, had gone to do a bit of hunting since the fresh-kill pile seemed to have spoiled overnight.

She had crept by Sunning Rocks, having been planning to go beyond there towards Tallpines, when she had noticed the bright splotch of white fur dangling from a ledge. Even at that distance she had known it to be Voidheart, and so had come over to see what her Clanmate was up to.

She was just in time, of course, to see a certain apprentice--oh, Stormpaw was there too!--launch a rather strong attack and send Voidheart completely barreling over the side of the ledge, and she couldn't keep back her laugh at the sight. He was normally so graceful on his paws! She couldn't help it!

"That was a nasty fall," she commented playfully as she padded over, purring and waving her tail in greeting to the two toms. "Are you okay, Voidheart?"

Applepelt didn't immediately notice Voidheart's injured paw. She just kept smiling in that innocent way of hers, purring along.

"What are you two doing? Battle-training?"

Voidheart tested his paw. Just touching it to the ground made him wince. He opened his mouth, about to say that he was fine, but thought better of it. He wasn't doing Stormpaw's training any good with an injured paw.
"I guess that's enough training for one day." Voidheart said. "Let's check the borders before heading back, though."

Voidheart's paw was hurt? Applepelt perked up her ears with surprise, and found herself looking at the white-furred tom, suddenly picking the injury out rather easily. It looked painful. She wondered how it could be treated; maybe just keeping off it for a while? Or were there herbs that could be used?

When Stormpaw asked if she would be joining them, his question snapped her out of a thoughtful state, and for a few seconds, she looked surprised.

"Hm? Oh! Um! I can, if that's okay," she swished her tail a little, offering a cheery smile. "I was just going to go hunt since the fresh-kill pile went bad overnight..."

Giving a bit of a purr, and that same big smile, Applepelt moved with swift paws to Voidheart's bad side. "Here," she meowed, all but beaming with her tail arced high over her back. "You can lean on me, if you want. As long as you don't hurt your paw even more, we don't have to rush."

Stormpaw nodded. It seemed their gradually thinning day was gaining some momentum after all. He was just about to dash off along the border, in search of some trespassing Riverclan warriors, or something exciting to catch, like a squirrel, when he heard Voidheart's voice and dashed back to dig up his mouse. He grinned sheepishly, before continuing again on his way at a much slower pace than previously, partly to hide his embarrassment, and partly so that Voidheart and Applepelt could keep up.