#greypaw

"Prra-a, could you come here?" The young apprentice perked up at the croon from Willowpelt. The grey tom glanced over to where his mentor, Lionface, was chatting with Tigerclaw and figured a few moments could be spared.

"What's up, Ma?" Greypaw padded over with a friendly raise of his tail when he noticed Whitestorm nearby, who blinked at him with a warm greeting.

Thick as his fur his head may be, he wasn't that dense. He noticed how frequently his Ma and Whitestorm hung out together. It didn't bother him, it– Well, he didn't really want to think about it, so he didn't.

But now, he may just need to think about it.

"You already know Whitestorm but I want you to meet him as the sire to your future siblings and my mate." Willowpelt purred, it was clear she was nervous but that didn't stop the elation dancing in her eyes when she glanced over to the older warrior.

For a moment, Greypaw could see it, how the two lost themselves in each other's gaze, soft and true. It was sweet, he was happy for his Ma-a.

At least, he should be. He just didn't know why instead of such feelings, all he could feel was something dimming inside him.

"That's great!" He mewed out in support, because he did support them! Whitestorm would be a good mate for Willowpelt and it was a given that his Ma-a will be too.

"Should I start calling you Kapa?" His question stunned the older cats and Greypaw tried not to rear his ears back.

"I suggest we take some time first, to get to know each other, Greypaw." Whitestorm crooned kindly but he wasn't dense. That was a rejection, plain and simple.

"Yeah, okay- That's, that's fair. Maybe later, I have to- Lionface is taking me out hunting." The apprentice stepped back, he was going to be a warrior, it'd be so lame for him to be so upset when this was a good thing for his Mara-a.

"Greypaw-"

"Greypaw! Come on, lad. Bluestar is taking us on patrol!" Lionface boomed across the camp and he was quick to run to his call, everything in his body wanted to just get out of this camp.

He didn't want to think about it. So, he won't.

Greypaw should just be glad his half-siblings will have a Kapra-a in their life. A complete family.

Prra-a: rough translation of child, endearment used by parents | inspired by a mother cat's trills to call kittens

Ma/Ma-a: rough translation of Ma/Mama, casual form of Mara-a (Mother); Based off Mra-ara | Inspired by kittens just going MAAAAA

"I got stared at from certain cats from time to time but no one has ever been outright mean.

Tigerclaw did tell me the first day on what to expect, the clan's thoughts on kittypets make sense but some take it too far."

("They take the easy life, easy out here means it's 'easy' for you to lose your life, kit. If you're going to live in Thunderclan, you'll need to put in the work just like the rest of us.

I'll adjust our training to your current skill for the first few moons—")

Also RookStar goatee like the Last unicorn,, it goes hard,,

Not sure if this is meant to be an In-Character ask so, Charredpaw's sunning days are usually spent with Greypaw too! When Ravenpaw is free, he also likes to enjoy the Sunningrocks, but only when together with his friends :]

Outside the apprentices, Dappletail and surprisingly, Tigerclaw also frequents the place

Though, it's really funny seeing Tigerclaw "relaxing" there, since he tends to less nap and more, roll around in contentment.

Teaselfoot thinks he's purposely showing his belly fluff to irk any passing Riverclanner.

Iterum’s Greystripe! I don’t have much to say about this guy, he’s kind of just your average Greystripe

I did originally try a cooler purple-grey for him but it didn’t work, so warm toned Greystripe it is!

Greypaw design under the cut :)

Mmrooww mrrrrp

When Rusty was settling in, waiting for his apprentice ceremony, Bluestar had called Tigerclaw over.

"You will be his mentor."

"You can't be serious."

"When I first came to you in mentoring Ravenpaw, you said he'd fold under your tutelage and I trusted your judgement. While I would have preferred for him to have more battle sense to keep him sharp, his mind is far more dangerous."

Tigerclaw snorted and flicked his tail, waiting for Bluestar to get to the point.

"He does not have that problem."

"He's a kittypet, Bluestar."

"And that is precisely why you will be teaching him our ways. If even you cannot make a warrior out of him..."

The warrior bristled, letting out a sharp laugh. A challenge! One likely better than the first one.

"Very well, he'll earn his name."

Tigerclaw will make sure of it.