Bored, role-play anyone?? X3

{{ I'm pretty interested! I'll take Cat A's character if that's alright with you? :0 }}

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Hornetpaw: a tall, lithe golden tabby tom with orange eyes and a scarred left leg from a fox attack. He's 12 moons old and would've been ready for his warrior ceremony, had it not been for the fox who attacked him two weeks ago.

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Hornetpaw resisted the urge to laugh at Flowersong's ever-growing annoyance with Ravenpaw, the definitely didn't want to see the full force of the medicine cat's anger if they continued to fool around. He let out an interested 'hmm?' as Ravenpaw meowed about whatever he had found out. "Nope, can't say I've heard anything. Besides Flowersong naming herbs in their sleep, that is." He meowed, the last sentence a whisper only Ravenpaw could hear. "Anyway, what's the gossip?"

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"W-what? Are you serious?" Hornetpaw's eyes grew wide at Ravenpaw's news, excitement quickly taking over his body as the words were repeated in his head. Hornetpaw had been working so hard these past moons to gain approval from his mentor and of course, Heronstar themself in hopes that they make him a warrior sooner. It seemed like his hard work was paying off. As quickly as the excitement came, worry flushed through him. "You think I'm ready? I mean, I know you are. But I think I still have a lot to learn." He meowed, his ears lowered and he stared down at his paws, unsure.

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"I don't know, sometimes I feel like I'm too much of a wimp to be a warrior." Hornetpaw meowed, wincing as he remembered how terrified he was when the fox attacked him - sure he had managed to get one good strike in, but he pretty much left his mentor to fend it off while he ran back to camp as fast as he could with his injured leg, crying like a kit when he entered the camp. Was that really the kind of warrior the Clan wanted, someone who runs away at the first hint of danger? He sure didn't feel anything like the brave warrior he was expected to be. Hornetpaw sighed, but a small smile was on his face as Ravenpaw reassured him. "But, y'know, hearing from you always makes me feel better. I'm sorry you have to put up with my bad self-confidence issues, though." He joked, trying to cover up his insecurities. 

Hornetpaw hummed as he thought over Ravenpaw's words. "I gotta admit, you have a point there." He meowed, though it would take a long time before he didn't feel awful about himself on that day. It was worse knowing that Ravenpaw had to see him like that, he liked to think of himself as the more responsible and level-headed of the two, reminding Ravenpaw not to get too carried away his pranks and if he was able, taking the brunt of the punishment whenever they both got caught. Hornetpaw was always there for Ravenpaw on a more personal level too, always trying to find ways to comfort the tom throughout the night whenever he wasn't able to sleep or just spending as much time with him even though they both had a bunch of apprentice duties to deal with every day. "And I don't deal with you, you're my friend. I'm always there for a friend, no matter what I have to do." Hornetpaw meowed earnestly, finishing off with a firm and reassuring nod of the head.

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"I mean it, I'll always be there for you." Hornetpaw meowed, purring softly at Ravenpaw's reaction. The two had been through a lot together so far, Hornetpaw couldn't imagine ever leaving his friend's side. No matter what happened, Hornetpaw would always try to stay one pawstep behind him. Hornetpaw chuckled to himself, feeling a little flustered at how this conversation was going. "We're getting pretty sappy, aren't we?" 

Hornetpaw followed Ravenpaw's gaze, blinking owlishly at the stone. Never before had it seemed to intimidating to him, to think that it was only a short time left before he and Ravenpaw would sit side by side there - newly named and all. The tom nearly missed Ravenpaw's words as he gawked. "Huh? Well, I'm not sure about that." He replied. "Though I know we're going to have to be more responsible, I've heard good old Stonefoot telling you that to last nine lifetimes." He snorted, remembering how many times he came to Ravenpaw's defense only to be outmatch by Stonefoot's incredible ability of intimidation.

"Well, if causing mischief everyday counts I say we're doing a great job being responsible." His mew was laced with sarcasm, though Hornetpaw wasn't being serious. The golden tabby rolled his eyes at his friend's expression, an amused snort escaping him. "Speaking of, have you done anything or gotten in trouble lately? I wouldn't know, it's kinda hard to get any news around here." He was genuinely interested in what Ravenpaw had been doing while he was stuck in here. He knew Ravenpaw could be capable of doing so much more when Hornetpaw wasn't around.

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"Really? Nothing at all?" Hornetpaw was surprised, he would've expected Ravenpaw to go all out without Hornetpaw trying to stop him from whatever he had planned. But he knew his friend was telling the true now that he thought about it, usually news spread throughout half the Clan of what both he and Ravenpaw did together, but lately all was silent. He just assumed Flowersong was hiding something whenever Hornetpaw asked how Ravenpaw was doing when the medicine cat was free to speak with, though the cat usually responded with a shrug and the generic 'training, of course'. He didn't think they actually meant it. "Somehow it's kind of flattering that you haven't done anything without me." Hornetpaw admitted, he was oblivious to how frequently Ravenpaw actually visited. Flowersong was relentless with making sure Hornetpaw would recover without any distractions, especially the first few days when he had to get treated for his shock. 

Hornetpaw looked at him in mock disbelief, surely that couldn't have been the only reason? "I could've told you the same things once I was out of here," He started, his former look was replaced by one more thoughtful. "...but I guess it's not the same if we're not picking out the elder's ticks by the end of the day." Hornetpaw finished, a wistful smile was on his face as he remembered how often he scolded Ravenpaw in hushed whispers while also avoiding getting the elders annoyed by his mews. It felt like moons since he and Ravenpaw got into their next punishment. He honestly missed it. "I can't wait 'till I'm out here, stupid leg, I wish it would heal up already." He grumbled, looking down at the leaf-wrapped appendage which was sticking out awkwardly as he sat. He was told it would have healed much earlier, though he was unlucky enough for infection to set in making his stay in the medicine den longer. Thankfully, it was now healing the way it was supposed too.

"I think Flowersong told me I'll be free to walk around camp in a day or two, personally, I think I was ready for a while now." Hornetpaw's eyes darted to the area he had last seen the medicine cat, hoping they didn't hear anything about what he just said. It had been a journey to get the cat to trust him, thinking he was just as reckless as Ravenpaw. StarClan help him if he lost all his progress now. "I've been thinking about asking them to let me out now, but I'm too much of a scaredy-kit to go through with that." It was embarrassing for him to admit he was a bit afraid of Flowersong, but it was true.