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(Since there aren't many cats in Waterclan, here I'm rping as Frostheart, another character I created. You'll probably see him I'm the official Waterclan cat list)
Frostheart kept pacing back and forth in the camp. He hated the fact Silverstar never let him do anything. She was afraid he'd do something stupid. Something stupid! The only other cats in the vicinity where the Barn cats, and they weren't even a proper clan. He padded to the fresh kill pile and sat down. -Ugh...And I even heard she let some loner join. This apprentice, Stagpaw?- he whispered to himself. The white tom was feeling really irritated today.
(Yes, he is evil. I just love rping evil cats, they're so fun :3)
( I like roleplaying grumpy/evil characters, though they usually are in pro-Clans or are just rude/greedy. x3 )
As if on cue for some bad day for Frostheart, Stagpaw had leapt in with a wide smile. "Hiya! I'm Ssssstagpaw!" he pranced around the warrior like a carefree Little Red Riding Hood and muttered odd words in a singsong tone.
(^^) Oh, dear Starclan...Frostheart thought...He was worse than he could imagine... -Ugh. So you're Stagpaw... Please don't tell me you're staying in the warrior's den...- He knew that wasn't no way to greet the apprentice, but he really didn't care. If he was, he really was going to nag Silverstar about becoming a senior warrior, at least he was a couple fox-lengths higher from the apprentice.
(Yes, Frostheart is just a lovely cat to be near by, y'know?)
"I am! We'lllllll be besssssst friendssssss everrrrrr!" he continued to grin, hopping up and down. He was the only young cat here that wasn't an elder or high position — from what he'd seen, they would be great friends!
-Oh dear Starclan...- if he knew the meaning of the word, he would've probably said "shoot me now". -At least Silverstar didn't make you my apprentice, right?- he asked with an exasperated sigh. It seemed almost everything Silverstar didn't do and did was just to infuriate him even more.
"Nope!" Stagpaw shook his head, almost pouting. He didn't want Frostheart to be sad, nor did he want him to hate him. There was a seemingly long moment of silence as he thought of what to say next. "I think."
He was going to have to ask her. -*sigh* Alright. If you want to get along with me ,just follow these three simple rules: one, don't talk at night. Two, don't even come close to where I sleep or am wherever I am at the moment, unless I ask you too or you have a really good excuse. And three, if you try to pull any, any kind of prank on me...- he didn't continue, because honestly he didn't know what he'd do. If he hurt, Silverstar would complain. If he tried payback, he would complain. He sighed again. -Look, if you can't follow those three, follow this one: Don't you dare bother me .