An Odd Way to Make a New Friend [almondpaw]

"An Odd Way to Make a New Friend"

Chalkpaw scrambled up to his paws quickly, looking back over as the other apprentice rolled onto hers as well. He had seen her around plenty of times before, and knew that she was another apprentice, but couldn't quite remember her name. He had never really talked to her in the past, due to the fact that he was rather stuttery while making friends and she was one of the older apprentices, at least two moons his senior. He had heard of her from others, and still he couldn't find her name no matter how much he thought back. When she apologized, the Javanese cocked his head to the side and gave her a slightly confused look. She really had nothing to apologize about; he was the one who had run into her, and she had been minding her own business before she was knocked over. His ears flicked and fell back as he lowered his head a bit, automatically taking the more submissive stance he was used to. He got ready to say something, say anything, perhaps ask her if she was alright or if she had been hurt in any way, when she introduced herself. "I'm Almondpaw, by the way..." Ah, so that was her name. Yes, his sisters had talked about her many times. Twistedpaw absolutely despised her, jealous of her and constantly complaining about 'little miss goody' doing such a wonderful job at her training. Frozenpaw wouldn't normally care about such things, but supposedly this apprentice was also very sweet, and that bothered the other sister greatly. Chalkpaw couldn't see anything wrong with being perfect and sweet at the same time, he just knew that it drove his sisters nuts. He would rather not bring this meeting up later, then, afraid that it would only bother the two more. "And you are...?" "Huh??" the tom shook his head slightly, blinking a couple times before he completely registered the question, "Oh... I'm Chalkpaw..." He didn't understand how his sisters could've been so upset whenever she was mentioned. She seemed very kind, at least so far, and she looked very pretty in blurs. He couldn't see anything wrong with her. Perhaps they were just envious... Chalkpaw pawed at the ground nervously as he looked downward, offering a smile while he seemed to stare off blankly. She hadn't fussed at him, hadn't called him out, and was introducing herself. Maybe she would be a friend?? "I h-hope I didn't hurt you..." he finally muttered, speaking softly, "I was just in a rush and... I didn't see you..." ...Say something. "Um... Nice day, huh??" Don't change the subject so quickly, she'll think your weird. "I m-mean..." Just stop talking, maybe she wont notice... words: 474 tags: almondpaw notes: d'aw, almondpaw is a sweetie!! credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn

Chalkpaw

"An Odd Wat to Make a New Friend"

When Almondpaw mentioned his sister, Chalkpaw gave a quick nod, and his smile grew a bit more confident. He hoped that she had behaved and not made a bad impression, although that was highly unlikely. Twistedpaw had a nasty habit of really letting it show when she didn't like someone else, and she was very jealous of the other she-cat. At least the other apprentice recognized them, right?? StarClan, he really hoped his sister hadn't said or done anything too bad. He continued to paw at the ground as he glanced up quickly before staring back off into space. His gaze never stayed focused for very long... The Javanese let out an awkward little laugh at the joke, nodding his head again in agreement. Small talk... Small talk is good, he tried to assure himself. He really did try to make friends, he just tended to act on the shy side and seemed out of place whenever he did chat with other cats. Chalkpaw also hadn't realized that his nervous attitude might have made others worry as well, making them think that something was wrong or that he didn't want to be there. It took the tom a second to realize that he had also interrupted the ginger-and-white cat, and the pause became drawn out as he stopped and wished that he hadn't kept talking. He tended to ramble, go off on tangents or get confused half way through his own statements. Oh, backtrack Chalk, c'mon, he told himself in his head, his smile fading slightly. He tried to think of something else they could talk about, maybe something they had in common?? Training or hunting or even just running about, anything they might have both done that he could start a conversation about. "W-well... I was just thinking... My sister says you're a great fighter," Chalkpaw lied, swallowing hard as he forced a smile again. He tried to look the she-cat in the eye, his own blue-eyes uncrossing slightly as he found something to focus on. He was running himself into a corner as he continued to speak, saying something he probably should have considered more before blurting it out, but he didn't want the awkward silence to continue, "...So, I was wondering if, maybe, if you weren't too busy, you could, kinda, possibly, perhaps... teach me some tips??" Sparring was the last thing he ever wanted to do, but who knew?? At least the question dug him out of one ditch, and StarClan willing he might even learn something that day. He just hoped that he didn't embarrass himself or Almondpaw... words: 441 tags: almondpaw notes: heh, a chalk penguin x3 poor insecure almond ;^;  credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn

Chalkpaw

"An Odd Way to Make a New Friend"

Chalkpaw took a moment to process the compliment, but once he did, he looked upward at her and blinked a couple times. He had never really received one like that, especially not when it came to fighting. At least with hunting he could manage to catch something now and again, but sparring was a battle he always lost. He couldn't count the times he had been pinned, thrown off, tripped over, or swatted back in the sparring matches, and he had even been tricked by his sister once so that he wound up running into a hole and nearly twisting his foot. She apologized... between laughs. He couldn't exactly blame her, either, since it was quite the unusual fumble. She can't really mean that, can she?? he thought, taken aback. No, she wouldn't. She was a much more advanced apprentice, she wouldn't lie; she seemed to nice to lie to him like that, anyway. He knew of plenty of others who might play with another cat's emotions with false flattery, but Almondpaw had been so nice and seemed so honest. He really couldn't find anything about her to hate, and understanding how his sister had was becoming more difficult as he got to know the other she-cat. "I'd love to." His expression lit up as she accepted the offer, and he gave a genuine smile. She really wanted to help him out?? Now he'd never understand what his littermate found so despiseable about this other apprentice. Chalkpaw had begun to fall behind, even at just the start of his training. Perhaps some help from an older apprentice would prove very useful, and he could catch up to the others in a decent amount of time. This was wonderful!! His slightly-crossed eyes even seemed to light up as he thought of how nice it would be. "Really?? ...T-thank you so much," he stuttered, finally ceasing his pawing at the ground. Gee, I don't even know what to say, he wished he could meow, although he worried that he might seem a little weird if he got too excited about getting some help. Then again, she might think he was weird if he didn't react with any kind of emotion. His ears fell back slightly as he continued, "It's just that... Most of the others don't really want to slow down, y'know, because I've kinda fallen behind... And you're an older apprentice, so I didn't think you'd have the time to or want to..." He really did appreciate this all. Just that morning he was trying to think of ways to get out of sparring, worrying about his offer being accepted and being committed to more training; but now that Almondpaw agreed to help him out, he had a much brighter outlook. Maybe some good would come from this all. He could possibly even learn a couple things that not even his sisters knew at that point. words: 495 tags: almondpaw notes: i've been thinking about it... i'll at least put her up for adoption, since i may make a thunderclan meddie apprentice if the old one doesn't come back by tomorrow. i read over almond's bio before the rp, and i twisted would be so jealous. twisted is that "i gotta be the best" type cat, and she's so sure that she's gonna eventually be leader *wink wink*  credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn

Chalkpaw

"An Odd Way to Make a New Friend"

The Javanese-mix was happy to see that Almondpaw sounded excited as well. All regret about suggesting getting some fighting help had vanished. In fact, that was the last thing on his mind at that moment. The white-and-ginger she-cat probably wouldn't throw him about like his sisters would attempt to do, that way he could actually focus on trying to learn something instead of trying to slip out and get over to the Medicine Cat's den. He wasn't proud to say that he had faked a hurt ankle or paw a couple times just to get away from them. With some extra help, the least he'd be able to do would be to defend himself. Speaking of them, Chalkpaw would have to keep this a secret from his littermates, at least for a little while. Twistedpaw, especially. She used to brag about how she would be the prettiest, smartest, strongest apprentice WindClan had ever seen. Even when they were kits, she used to tell stories about how she would be so great that she would stick out to even StarClan. As they got older and caught up to some other apprentices, it became apparent that they weren't the only group to pick from. Almondpaw was pretty, likable, friendly, and good at hunting. The Javanese apprentice's ego was really hit hard when she was put up against others with talents just the same. Chalkpaw blinked again as he tried to regather his thoughts, trying to forget about little snippy grudges his littermates might have held. "So when do we start?" He hadn't really thought about that. He was already running late, so it wasn't as if he was going to be missed. So, if he wanted, he could spend the day doing practically anything else and just make up for it with training tomorrow. Then again, Almondpaw might have had someplace to be, and he didn't want to keep her from anything important and risk getting her into trouble. "Well, whenever is fine with me," Chalkpaw meowed, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. It's not like I'll be missed, he tried to convince himself, unable to keep his eyes focused for more than a few seconds at a time. He tried his best to look the other apprentice in the eye as he spoke to her, managing to do so a couple times for about two seconds before his gaze shifted right back to being crossed slightly. It looked a lot worse than it was, since it impaired his ability to make eye-contact more than it affected his general vision. "What works out best for you??" he asked, giving up and tilting his head slightly to the side. words: 457 tags: almondpaw notes: i'm glad ^^ this is the first time in a while anyone has actually replied to a thread i'm in within 24 hours multiple times, haha. last time i made him, chalk had a bad habit of playing hooky <w< heh credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn

Chalkpaw

"An Odd Way to Make a New Friend"

Chalkpaw hadn't even considered asking his mentor. He was so certain that he could slip out, he didn't want to risk having his idea shot down for some other form of training. He'd much rather spar with Almondpaw instead of either of his sisters, and he didn't want to risk swapping partners if he could help it. Then again, he'd be at much less risk for getting in trouble, and it could even possibly show some interest in improving instead of just slacking. That would certainly help him out, and seemed the more likely of the options with the lesser consequences compared to the latter side. The Javanese-mix watched as the other apprentice turned around and took a couple steps toward the camp entrance. He got ready to follow her, but hesitated as he considered going to let his mentor know where he would be. Since that might take a while, he could at least tell someone else and ask said cat to relay the message for him. He didn't want to bring it up to Twistedpaw for fear that she would react badly and refuse to carry it on, so he decided to go with his quieter littermate. "Lets go then." "Okay, I've just got to go tell Frozenpaw where I'll be, so she can tell my mentor," Chalkpaw explained, giving another quick smile before he scurried back into camp. His other sister seemed much quieter, but that didn't mean she was any nicer; in fact, she was possibly more trouble, but her brother didn't see it. Not many did. She was clever about how she bothered others, using emotional manipulation to put others down without appearing to be doing so. But, Chalkpaw was far too happy about finding a tutor, and hardly ever recognized what his sister had been up to. "I'll meet you there!!" he called as he scampered back, a dopey smile on his face before he stumbled a bit, gathering his balance quickly as he tried to make it seem like nothing had happened before continuing his search for Frozenpaw. words: ### tags: almondpaw notes: really?? i couldn't tell, your english is very good!! chalk doesn't have a mentor either. i think we should continue this out in the moor board :3 would you like me to start that thread, or will you??  credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn

Chalkpaw