~Speak no evil~ PalexCinder (private for now)

[Cloud of Diamonds]

I'm a bit sleepy, thought the apprentice as she stretched out, her black, gray, and cream fur arching up her spine, her mouth wide open in a yawn. It was late, after all, the sky just beginning to darken into twilight.

But she wasn't quite ready to go to bed yet, so from her spot beside the pile of boulders with a burrow underneath (otherwise known as the apprentices' den) she looked around for somecat to bother.

Ooh, there was one! A gray tabby tom warrior, sitting at the edge of camp looking out onto the territory. He looked lonely. So the perky young she-cat trotted up to him and sat down about a fox-length away. What was his name...Cindertail! That's right. He was mute, of course, but Palepaw was sure that wouldn't stop him from having a good conversation.

"Hi there. I'm not sleepy so I decided to come bother you. I hope that's all right." The multicolored apprentice said cheerfully, although inside she felt her innate timidness flaring. Would he think she was weird? Stupid? A dumb she-cat apprentice? Did he want to be left alone? Maybe it wasn't such a good idea...but she should give him a chance, and she didn't want to be rude.

[Nightfall]

His stomach rumbled.

Of all things to happen at this very moment, his stomach had to start rumbling.

Cindertail glared down at the whining part of his body, offended. He just ate. He wasn't hungry. Food was repulsive at the moment. If he ate anything else he'd exp-

"Hi there. I'm not sleepy so I decided to come bother you. I hope that's all right."

Surprised, Cindertail looked up at the apprentice looking at him apprehensively. What was her name again? Palepaw. Crowclaw's apprentice. Why would she want to bother him? It's not like he can talk back to her.

Either way, Cindertail decided that he might as well be polite. He shrugged his shoulders at the apprentice calmly before scratching at the earth in front of him. Yep, that was his version of hello.

His stomach rumbled again. Oh, StarClan...

[Cloud of Diamonds]

The young she-cat cocked her head in curiosity, her yellow eyes narrowed slightly. The MeadowClanner stared down at her Clanmate's scratchings in the dust. The light was dim, but she could tell it was only random. She felt...disappointed, somehow. She thought he'd make more of an effort. But perhaps he thought she was only being polite. Urf, she couldn't tell. Palepaw had never been very good at telling what anyone else was thinking.

But she must always try to think the best of other cats. Her parents had taught her that, and they were right, even if it was hard. She wanted to appeal to Cindertail to himself as a unique cat...and yet not seem like she was being overly delicate. Hmmm. Oh! She knew. If cats had fingers and could snap them, the mottled feline would have done so.

"Could you...would you mind drawing me a picture, Cindertail? Like...a flower or something? Please?"

Her angular face was half-hopeful, half-frightened that he might take offense somehow. She was genuinely eager, though. What would it be like? Would he do it? Oh, she hoped. She was half-regretting it already, her whiskers twitching slightly. She did so hate awkwardness and annoying cats...even if she was regretfully good at it sometimes.

OOC: Fail post is fail. x.x