broken hands, and a weathered soul [tagged]

[Dyzzie]

Sootbriar had finally reached warriorhood, finally. It felt like it had taken ages -- too long that she was a kit. Too long as an apprentice. but finally, she was a warrior, with a warrior's name . . . . and an wild, and adventurous streak that stretched as far as the sea. A streak that had gotten her in so much trouble as she grew up. From fighting a fox in the name of defending a friend, to uncovering a skull with massive teeth (a site she still had fun on digging up - uncovering more and more of the skull and body of the long dead creature. It was currently this very skull that she sat in front of.

No longer did it scare her with it's sheer size - she now larger than it's teeth - although the skull was many times bigger than the petite, long furred black female. Her bobtail wagged quickly as her gaze traveled from the skull, to the exposed beginnings of a back, and a single arm with small claws reaching out. The claws weren't as scary as the skull itself. She was almost certain her claws were bigger . . . well, not really - but still, it had small claws (she'd be changing that thought once she dug up a hind leg). but either way, her own personal jurassic park of fossils was coming along nicely.

Her gaze turned, locking onto the newest discovery that turned the site from a single dinosaur into Jurassic Park. All that stuck up so far where odd plates coming from a partially covered spine, and a small head that was about the size of her body. It was a new, and strange beast - and as soon as it had been dug up - she had called for the only other cat she knew who dug holes - the very cat that got her hooked on digging up pretty things - and scary things apparently. She'd told him of this new creature that she was uncovering - near the first thing with sharp teeth. Now she was waiting for her friend's arrival to see what he thought. Her eyes gleamed as she looked at her hard work, tail wagging faster. She couldn't wait to see what Heronsplash thought . . . . And hopefully he'd be willing to work on this joint project with her again. It had been a long time since they had . . .

Twineheart

[Twineheart]

Newleaf in Sunsetclan was rather different than amongst the other clans. There were no trees to sprout leaves and little other plant life. The only true signs were the melting of the snow, the warmth of the sun and the grass which sprouted up in their camp. All of which brought with it a surge in much needed prey. Like the other clans Sunsetclan had been hit hard by greencough. Heronsplash was one of the many to come down with the illness. Since the beginning of leafbare the tom had been very ill. but his strength and belief he'd get better saw him through to the end, unlike some of his much less fortunate clanmates. Now on the mend the young warrior still wasn't a hundred percent better. His plush coat was still rather dull, his form still rather skinny, and his eyes lacked their healthy glimmer. but slowly but surely new life was creeping into the tom, and he could at last breath normally without coughing up a storm.

So now in the midst of the blaring sunshine, Heronsplash found himself traveling towards a familiar patch of sand. It was no ordinary patch of sand however, no this was the site at which he and his little comrade Sootkit at the time had dug up what appeared to be a giant monster skull. but then his warrior duties had gotten in the way along with a budding romance and his illness during leafbare. The tom had left behind the digging he'd done so much as an apprentice but now as he trod over a hill and spotted the black form of Sootkit who was now full grown and a warrior by the name of Sootbriar, Heronsplash found excitement bubble in his chest. " Sootbriar!" He calls out in greeting, waving his thick tail and beaming broadly at her. She was so different from the last time he'd seen her much bigger, and more mature. but in those rich green eyes of hers Heronslash could see a wild glimmer of a much younger soul.

[Dyzzie]

A voice, familiar from her younger days as a kit, drew her attention from the site she'd spent more than a few quiet nights working on. She tilted her head, curious at the call, before smiling to see the familiar pelt of one Heronsplash - formally Heronpaw when they had first met and become friends. Before he'd made warrior and life had taken him a different direction - doing his own thing, and she had become an apprentice herself, preparing for her own admittance into the warrior-world. but that had been so long ago - she was now a warrior herself, no longer the tiny kit who couldn't get her own self out of a dug-out hole. She was older. More mature. She grew into her own paws, her long, silky black fur framing an adult figure that she took pride in. She wasn't some silly kit anymore . . . but that didn't falter her wild, and feisty personality.

She smiled brightly as she looked at her clanmate, tilting her head her bobtail waggling quickly as she bounced up to her paws, and scampered towards him, eyes bright, "Hi, Heronsplash!" She greeted, closing the distance between them, greeting him with a lick to his cheek, her expression bright and eager, "You're looking a lot better - I heard you were hit hard by greencough . . . I'm sorry I never stopped by to visit." She meowed, her ears falling briefly - apologetically - before suddenly she perked up again, spinning on her hind legs, her paws prancing, "Come, you have to see what I dug up! You remember that scary skull? I think it has a friend!" She meowed, eagerness in her voice as she crossed the sand, her paws moving with an ease that showed she'd spent a lot of time on this beach - even when he stopped showing up. She moved with an ease over the sand - with out slipping or sliding as the gritty spots moved beneath her, stopping quickly by the new skeleton, "Check it! It's gotta smaller head. but look at these odd things sticking out of it's back!" She meowed, rising up on her back legs - a little unsteady with out a tail for additional balance, bracing her paws against one of the plates sticking out of the sand, "Ain't it cool!" She added, her stumpy tail wiggling even faster

[Twineheart]

[ Dyzzie ]

Heronsplash purrs delightedly as he is happily greeted by the younger feline. His vivid green eyes sparkling as she licks his cheek. At her words he shakes his head, " It's alright Sootk... briar." He chuffs. " Sorry I keep forgetting your all grown up and a warrior now." He says smiling at her. " I feel like it was just yesterday you were so small I had to help you out of the holes we dug." Chuckling he watches as she spins around, heading away from him. Grinning at her enthusiasm he quickly follows after her. " A friend?" He repeats surprised, he hurries to keep pace with his bobtailed friend. Glancing down as she halts Heronsplash stares with awe. " Wow! It's amazing Sootbriar!" He exclaims bumping her shoulder with his. " How long did this take you to uncover?" He inquires crouching to get a better look at the spikey looking skeleton.

[Dyzzie]

Sootbriar laughed softly - hearing the almost-slip in his words, her bob-tail wagging in good nature, "It's alright, I don't mind. I'm a newer warrior anyways, I except some to slip up here or there," The female stated with a friendly smile, her ears perking, "Besides, I might be grown up, but I'm still unreasonably small!" She joked, glancing down to her smaller stature. It sucked - being one of the smaller cats in build, but with a shrug of her shoulders, she ignored the thought, instead looking back to her friend, "I can get out of my own holes now!" SHe responded with a smile, before heading towards the place she'd been digging, "Yeah! A friend, oh, Heronsplash, it looks soo cool!" Sootbriar gushed, obviously excited about the find. She glanced at him, seeing his awe, before smiling bright, "Isn't it!" She agreed, beaming at his excitement, before shrugging, "Uhm, I'm not sure . . . . I've been working on it off and on since we found the other one . . . . I had to stop during Leafbare, but . . . . they're both starting to really get dug up. You should see LongTooth's claws! They're so tiny!" She added, using the name she'd given to the T-Rex one day when she'd been talking to it while digging, "Especially compared to it's teeth!"

[Twineheart]

[ Dyzzie Sorry for taking ages T.T ]

Heronsplash had let out a rumbling purr of laughter at joke. Bemused as he followed after her and down into the hole with the new skeleton. Vivid green eyes tare away from the skeleton to look at Sootbriar as she spoke excitedly about her find. He can't help but grin at her enthusiasm. " Well you've made amazing progress!" He compliments flickering her shoulder with his tail tip, his gaze twinkling. Looking back to the bones he examines the newer parts of the first sharp toothed beast. " I wouldn't of wanted to of been in those teeth." He says imaging how deadly this creature must of been.

[Dyzzie]

The young warrior laughed softly, her eyes dancing with excitement as her bob tail wagged, before snapping in play when he flicked her shoulder with his tail, shrugging off the compliment, "It was just something to pass the time." She responded, her gaze turning back to the make-shift digsite, purring in agreement about not wanting to have been caught in the teeth of the first beast, "Neither would I. I can't imagine it would have been fun - or healthy." She teased, sitting down, her still wagging bobtail collecting sand up on either side of it, "Although, it still worries me that one day we might run into a creature like it - or a relative. Could you imagine, if it still moved around, if they hadn't died out?" She shook her head, suppressing the wave of fear.