ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[silvertail000]

Originally Posted by Silverkit~

Silverpaw let out a huff and licked her paws. She was getting a little bit irritated.

"Don't get mad," Grandpaw said. "I was just saying how I feel." He was selfish, but hated annoying other cats because he didn't want enemies. Most toms hated him from the second he was born, already.

[Gold]

Stormkit walked back over to Thistlekit. She did not know why Fluffykit took so much time and effort into grooming himself.

[~Silverkit~]

Originally Posted by silvertail000

"Don't get mad," Grandpaw said. "I was just saying how I feel." He was selfish, but hated annoying other cats because he didn't want enemies. Most toms hated him from the second he was born, already.

Silverpaw looked up at Grandpaw. "So do you want to go hunting or not?" She said. She wanted to tell him something but she couldn't.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Sagittarius

Windystar was almost anxious. He called Milkweed in because Windy knew that he’d cheer him up. They had become friends (or at least he hoped) so quickly, and he knew that he probably shouldn’t just rush into friendships or relationships like that. But... something about Milkweed’s calm demeanor and friendly prescence made him take all of his guard down. As Milkweed approached him, he got ready to get up and greet him but something was... off. The snowy feline was silent and awkward. Not at all like his usual self. “Milkweed,” he said, obvious confusion in his higher pitched voice. “I - is something wrong?” ‘Did I do something wrong?’ He rose to his paws, but didn’t take a step nearer. Something was wrong, and he wanted to help. He couldn’t have something creating awkwardness and distance between them. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked shakily, finally voicing his concern. His head dropped at that, large, dull amber eyes attempting to meet Milkweed’s.

milkweed didnt know what to really say. what could you say to that, honestly? he cleared his throat, attempting to form basic syllables,"i.. i had to find out from someone else that you had died in the peacemaker battle." he mewed, eyes focused on the ground, suddenly finding the texture of the dirt fascinating. he knew he couldnt be angry, windy didnt mean to die of course, so one did. those things came when it was your time. but he hadnt been there. he hadnt been by windys side, what if he hadnt come back? milkweed wouldve blamed himself for it. "if you had died..permanently and i hadnt been there, i would blamed myself." milkweed hadnt suffered many losses in his life, but thats because he hadnt perused many relationships either. windy he had grown attached to fast. "i wasnt there. and i was scared. and i still am," it was a slap in the face that he couldve and could still loose windystar at any second. and that was the most terrifying thing to him.

[Boulder]

The young tom was laying in a comfortable position next to his mother. His tail, despite it's short lenght, kept swaying from side to side, gently tapping his own thighs. His ears followed the other kits' movements, although his eyes seemed to follow only what caught his interest, as if they weren't keen on showing their mild curiosity towards the outer world. Coalkit simply yawned, curling up closer to his mother and placing his head on his forepaws.


@Blissy

@Otterstrike

@Qwerty

@Greywind;

[Hyp3rGamin]

Scorchingclaw padded over to the fresh kill pile, dropping the limp mouse into the ever-so-low pile. He waited, wondering when Forestshade would arrive with whatever catch he had made. Scorchingclaw lay down near the fresh kill pile, every so often falling asleep, then jolting himself back up with a little shake. He smelled Forestshade's recognizable scent coming closer. He stopped sunning to prop himself back up into a sitting position.

@Branch of Life

[Calliecat]

Originally Posted by Okapi

She shrugged,” Why not. Might want to head into the territory?” She asked realizing the molly was tryingto hunt in camp.

"Sure..." Wrenfeather followed her nervously, trying to hide her flushed fur. Oh my word.. What am I doing?

[Branch of Life]

Originally Posted by Hyp3rGamin

Scorchingclaw padded over to the fresh kill pile, dropping the limp mouse into the ever-so-low pile. He waited, wondering when Forestshade would arrive with whatever catch he had made. Scorchingclaw lay down near the fresh kill pile, every so often falling asleep, then jolting himself back up with a little shake. He smelled Forestshade's recognizable scent coming closer. He stopped sunning to prop himself back up into a sitting position.

@Branch of Life

Forestshade returned with the lizard and trotted past Scorchingclaw without a look. The tom padded over to an area were the solitary cat could live his life. He curled his tail behind him and slowly lied down. He licked his paw and flicked his ear. He recalled a time when he was a Kit and was playing with a mossball with his sister when he could trust her. He sighed and thought about his mother she was a genius and an amazing,100/10 star mother. The tuft of fur on his neck was annoying him so he sat and scratched it.

[Hyp3rGamin]

Originally Posted by Branch of Life

Forestshade returned with the lizard and trotted past Scorchingclaw without a look. The tom padded over to an area were the solitary cat could live his life. He curled his tail behind him and slowly lied down. He licked his paw and flicked his ear. He recalled a time when he was a Kit and was playing with a mossball with his sister when he could trust her. He sighed and thought about his mother she was a genius and an amazing,100/10 star mother. The tuft of fur on his neck was annoying him so he sat and scratched it.

Scorchingclaw sighed then headed straight for the warriors den. He had had enough for today. He quickly spiraled into a light sleep, the look on his face was distorted in an unreadable way. His light sleep gave way to long, heavy breaths, and eventually deep sleep.

[judas]

Originally Posted by Hopekitt

amazonpaw laughed, grabbing some of the moss and throwing it into acornpaw's pile. surprisingly, she was fortunate enough to avoid getting tangled in it. the next time she grabbed the bedding, she wasn't quite so lucky. it wrapped around her tail and pelt, and the female had to aggressively shake herself to get it off. as she went to dump the moss into the other apprentice's pile, she felt a gale of crisp air. being very floofy, this didn't bother her much, but she stepped into the warmness of the apprentices' den. "it's cold outside," she commented, looking at acornpaw kindly as she went to grab another wad of evil moss. it clung to her claws defiantly and she sighed, but continued her routine.

Acornpaw flicked his tail, still struggling to clean up. He hated doing this, what's the point? It's just going to get dirty anyway... He thought. Acornpaw looked around, his green eyes shinning with curiosity. He watched as Amazonpaw moved around, smirking for a moment as he went into a hunter's crouch. 1, 2...3! Acornpaw tackled Amazon, laughing as moss flew around. "Got you!"