06-16-2022, 07:47 PM
ANTPAW - male he/him - snowshoe - tags
The older's paw flashed out to smack the overly hyper apprentice, claw catching across the bridge of his nose. Antpaw stood dazed, his mind not registering what happened, yet he watched it happen. His own paw slowly lifted and brushed against his torn skin, absently noting that Crowface has booked it, as he spared the blood on his paw a glance. Blue eyes could only make out a smear of red on the top of his muzzle as he faintly squeaked, "Oh."
With a swing of his head, he took in the camp, noticing how most didn't even turn to check, or look, what was happening. Mind in overdrive, he mewed lowly in distress, he didn't know how to make the small cut stop bleeding, and he couldn't find anyone in immediate sight who knew how to patch it up.
With a swing of his head, he took in the camp, noticing how most didn't even turn to check, or look, what was happening. Mind in overdrive, he mewed lowly in distress, he didn't know how to make the small cut stop bleeding, and he couldn't find anyone in immediate sight who knew how to patch it up.