by Iri » August 3rd, 2014, 4:56 pm
Lilykit was also feeling impatient with the rain. She flicked her tail angrily and scuffed her paws, annoyed.
"At least Blossompaw can swim." She had heard of the tortoiseshell she-cat, who was a rather sarcastic being who had chosen the path to live her life in solitude, no mate, no kits. Blossompaw was often gossiped about, not because of heritage; she was full RiverClan, but due to her cold nature. Some cats, mostly apprentices, did not trust her, as the tortoiseshell was antisocial, quiet, bad-tempered, sarcastic, and from what she had heard, occasionally downright mean.
Lilykit twitched her nose slightly. Poor Blossompaw; and worse, poor Cloudpaw and Whitepaw, they couldn't swim. She hated to imagine them and their mentors being swept away by waves of murky water.
Lilykit continued to think about the medicine cat apprentices. Whitepaw was a somewhat shy tom, but from what Bluestrike had once said, Whitepaw was very lively and playful once you got to know him.
She had heard about Cloudpaw. Cloudpaw was a stubborn tom, but had a good heart, like Bluestrike and sometimes Beetlepaw would say. Cloudpaw was also very rambunctious and mischievous, but worked hard to achieve his goals and ambitions, such as becoming a talented medicine cat.
Her thoughts drifted back to Blossompaw. Lilykit had found Blossompaw's personality very interesting; stubborn, stern, cold, sarcastic, pessimistic, negative, occasionally impudent. But at least Blossompaw was smart, clever, and loyal. Those were the parts of her nature that the other cats often left out.