#ashdapple

Ashdapple is one of the original warriors of PrairieClan and the first year has been hell for him. He’s a good warrior! Every time his patrol encounters another Clan he singlehandedly diffuses tension with a friendly greeting or sharing a story. He has a crush on his friend Thymerunner.

On the 3rd moon he goes on a border patrol alone with her and is unable to protect her from a dog. Her bones and her trust in him are broken :’D It takes 6 moons for Thymerunner to recover from this, and during this time he visits her frequently. His crush isn’t reciprocated, but they’re still good friends. Unfortunately, she sprains her paw immediately after recovering and can’t work still. During the period she’s recovering from a sprained paw Ashdapple has nightmares, and on another patrol another clanmate is bit by a dog and blames Ashdapple.

When Thymerunner finally recovers from the sprain they go out on a patrol with his other best friend, Wildheart. They encounter a wolverine and Thymerunner fucking dies. Him and Wildheart are in shock for a moon! And to make matters worse his leader and medicine cat who have already disliked him a bit hate Ashdapple even more now.

But we have 2 more moons left in the year. Moon 11 Spam, a kittypet he found and invited to the Clan 5 moons earlier gets a crush on Ashdapple. During a training session with him and another warrior Spam fucking dies. He is in shock the rest of that moon. Moon 12 he goes on a larger patrol and his leader almost loses a life and another warrior gets her leg mangled by a wolverine. In a few moons she will die from the injuries.

Rain felt the color drain from her already pale face the moment the spinning bottle stopped on Ashton. The tension was viable in the air, and it felt like she could cut it with a knife. Neither of them moved (they probably didn’t breath either), their eyes either downcast or terrified.

She let out a sharp squeak as Asher’s hand clapped against her back, looking up into her best friend’s predatory grin. Why did I do this why did I do this why did I do this- She stood on shaky legs, hearing a whooping, excited cheer from Silvia (Silver) and Asher as they were escorted to the closet. Rain pulled the light cord so they could see and not trip on anything as Ashton piled in behind her. She heard their friends snickering manically as the door was pushed shut.

They stared at each other for what felt like a long time, before Ashton’s tongue darted out to wet his lips anxiously. “Wh-what are we supposed to do in here again?” he asked quietly, and Rain felt herself blushing, playing with her hair anxiously. “W-we’re supposed to kiss, I-I think,” she said slowly, the ball of ice in her stomach growing heavier as her fellow victim’s face flushed red. “Do you think we can u-um, get away with not doing it…?”"I don’t think so… A-Asher would know," Rain replied, maybe a bit selfishly, with her own blush darkening.It was another moment of awkward silence before Asher sighed, reaching up to the light switch. Rain nearly panicked, but he explained that maybe it would give them more confidence in the dark. She just nodded, her breath hitching as warm darkness enveloped them.They could still hear the sounds of the party outside, and Rain thought she could hear Clay telling a ghost story or something.Her brain short-circuited when she felt hands grip her waist, tugging her gently closer so that they were pressed against each other in the small space.

"S-sorry if this is bad," she heard Ashton apologize next to her ear, breath hot against her neck, and she stuttered out a little reassurance that no one could possibly be as bad as her at kissing before she was cut off by lips against her own, his chapped ones sliding against her own strawberry-glossed ones.

She let out a little surprised sound into the kiss, which was just a chaste little thing, and Ashton immediately let her go. She could feel his eyes nervously appraising her in the dark. “You oka-“

Rain wasn’t sure what possessed her to do it, but she surged forward, standing on her toes to catch Ashton’s mouth again. She felt him wave his arms frantically in surprise before they settled back around her waist, fingers digging into the soft material of her sweater. She shivered in spite of herself, and was just as surprised as Ash had been not moments before when she felt him move his lips against hers in an actual, real kiss.They stayed like that for a moment, innocent kisses and half-hearted pawing, before Ashton tried to step back and tripped. Rain managed to keep him from hitting the ground, but they were now bent at an odd, uncomfortable angle. Rain’s arms ached as she slowly coerced them both to the ground, and in a moment she was somehow straddling his waist, the small space not allowing for much else. She felt his breath against her face as he huffed out a nervous little laugh before one hand came up to comb through her hair and grip it, gently pulling her in again. “You don’t m-mind?” he whispered, their lips just touching. She made a little sound in the back of her throat, and translated it into words a moment later. “N-no, I like kissing,” she breathed reassuringly, and then they were kissing again.

She hadn’t noticed, but when Ashton fell, he had accidentall bitten his lip. Feeling the little irregularity, she hesitantly used her tongue to investigate. Ash hissed slightly against her, his body stiffening, and she started to pull back. Then she squeaked; Ash pulled her even closer with his hold on her hip and hair, and she felt the hot smoothness of his tongue against hers. She was going to die of embarrassment before these seven minutes were up.

It was wet and messy, Rain’s inexperience leading to her just following the slightly older boy’s lead. She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself, and felt him trembling lightly as he lapped at her reddening lower lip. His fingers dug into the small of her back again, and she arched involuntarily, closer. Within moments Ash’s tongue was mapping out her mouth, trailing along her teeth and tangling with her own idle tongue. His hand had disentangled from her hair to slide down and cup her neck, and it was obviously as far as he was willing to go and Rain was grateful.

The door opened what felt like an impossibly long time later, revealing both teens flustered and messy-haired, their lips kissed red and plump.

No one said anything as Rain scuttled back to their little circle, her glasses in hand as she tried to clean them to get their curious stares off her back, and they stayed quiet even as Ashton sat down beside her, their legs touching slightly and a smear of lip gloss trailing from the corner of his mouth to his cheek.