ShadowClan Clearing

[Little Timmy]

// @x ghostie *posting this now before I forget*

Dandelionpaw sat where the sun shown through the bramble roof of the apprentices’ den. Her pelt was warm from the sun. Some of her favorite things to do would be to just relax in the sun and not think about anything. Another apprentice sat a few fox lengths away from her but she ignored them. She got up and stretched her legs, parting her jaw in a yawn, she set off towards the clearing. She ought to go hunting but her mentor was not around, then another cat came to mind, Wolfwhisper! But where would he be? She looked around the clearing, ears perked. She tried to differentiate her brothers scent from the others, it had been faint for a few seconds before she scented him.

Her tail dropped down from its usual light sway back and forth, and her jaw dropped. Her brother just left the medicine cats den (assuming that’s where he went first.) and had a terrible looking scars scattered on her pelt. Oh Starclan! Did her brother fight in the battle her mentor told her about? she wondered. She bounded over to her brother, she had to know what happened. “What happened!?”she gasped. She was so curious, who hurt her brother? She would snap their neck- okay maybe not that, but she would give them a good scar.

[Madelaine]

-->Badgerscar

The large brown tabby tom slowly made his way into camp with a rabbit in his jaws. He had found one wandering around the territory, so why not catch it and bring it back. He wasn't one to leave it behind. Even though it had managed to take some fur out of his side even more and leave behind another scar. Soon if he wasn't careful he'd look like a baby bird.

Badgerscar moved his scared face up and padded over to the fresh-kill pile and placed it onto the pile. There he placed his catch inside. Now it was time to clear the dry blood from where the rabbit got him. It was making his skin start to itch. The warrior sat down and got to work.

// @spade; \\

[wolfie]

@Little Timmy
Everything ached. Despite the herbs Wolfwhisper had took, courtesy of Bouncepaw -- it didn't completely remove it of course. He exited the Medicine Cat's den, a limp in his step. He couldn't think. His voices were burning his alive and he was all to numb -- to used to their voices, their thoughts. Baby blue eyes scanned the clearing for a place to rest.. lay his head down and allow everything to fade away. The sad thing is? At least Wolfwhisper could avoid any possible battles.

His look was interrupted by Dandelionpaw's voice and the grey tabby practically jumped seven feet. "You --" Wolfwhisper's eyes widened, trying to grab ahold of his breathing. "Uhm, " Uncomfortableness prickled at his pelt as he looked down to his paws. Wolfwhisper was painfully aware of how awful he looked and .. and the scar.

It stood out. Wolfwhisper wouldn't call himself handsome by any means it just.. he didn't seem himself coming to terms with it anytime soon.

"That's an interesting waayy.. to greet someone, don't ya think?" He chuckled weakly, raising his gaze to stare at Dandelionpaw. She looked so.. worried. His little sister that.. was seeing how much of a failure Wolfwhisper was. "Wiinddclan? Uhm, I got in a.. fight. Well, we all did.. Dawnstar.. you know,, took a patrol and there was a Windclan.. patrol... Stuff,, happened, " He shrugged, a sheepish smile on his face. "I kicked some tail.. though, " A lie, "I don't look that bad, c'mon..! Don't look at me like that, " Wolfwhisper laughed awkwardly.

[Singing Jay]

Hollyrose was sleeping.

[Froya]

@Naiad | Condorcall
(so sorry for the wait!)

A spark of amusement crossed the forbidding gaze of the maned tomcat, his ears rotating atop of his triangular cranium in heed of the words that emitted from the vocals of the molly. She possessed a tongue of finesse, Condorcall had noted, her having orchestrated every word with precision and thought whilst maintaining a beguiling flair. Orchidmoon swayed their discussion with solely a phrase, navigating through the thickness of his tone and seeking what lay in interest and what not. Her leverage in socialism made it so Condorcall felt as though her piercing gaze burned through his fur, though he never showed. He remained composed, despite the interrogation that had been placed upon him by no request. Yet, Condorcall had found that a simple pleasure had derived from the predicament, influencing the ends of his maw to lift and display an ivory grin that only few had viewed. He enjoyed her presence and the company of one that was not deceased.

Condorcall allowed his tongue to click with the roof of his maw, the barbs lightly grazing the sensitive flesh before he offered a response to words that sounded form the she. “Suppose a blessing to my kin. Though I allow the judgment of my own soul to be in the paws of the deities above… and below.” He hummed, straying from the kill that laid at his petite paws, gaze traveling along the undergrowth and the tall walls of the ShadowClan camp. Condorcall appeared dissociate, though opened his jaws to continue his preach. “The intentions of those have yet to ignite fascination in my eye. Not when it does not concern myself.” He admitted. “Perhaps I am wrong to think curiosity harbors in the minds of all cats-alike. Perhaps my thoughts were raised in hope. However, I cannot condemn those who are motivated by another. Sometimes… inquisitiveness can lead one down a road of discontent. Though, no cat is truly satisfied, are they not?”

The words hung in the stagnant air as Condorcall slowly closed his jaws after his conclusion. His eyes stilled, fixed ahead of him as though a doe caught in the headlights of a vehicle. Then, he exhaled, releasing a breath held captive in his lungs. Condorcall shook his head, raising his brows as he relocated his sights to the expression of the chocolate molly, a spark held in his copper hue. “Apologies,” He offered. “I become caught up in my own tangents without regarding another. Forgive me and pardon my mannerisms.”

[FriedChicken]

Silentwhisper laid down in the clearing,bored before he got a idea "who wants to kill some windclan cats?!" He shouted

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYKIT ~

Ivykit padded out of the nursery and into the ShadowClan clearing. Currently, she was two moons old, and she was learning about life. From her own knowledge, her mother, Scarpelt, had gone missing the moment she had been weaned. Ivykit still remembered her mother: dark brown fur, like hers, but instead of tabby stripes, she had gray patches. She was heavily scarred, too, hence the name, and missing an eye. Ivykit had no clue why her mother had left the Clan. True warriors stay with their Clan. That was true, wasn't it? They couldn't just leave, right? She was young, but wanted to learn everything she could.

She'd also had a brother, Bramblekit apparently, who'd gone missing as well. She didn't remember him very well. He had brown and black fur, she thought, but that was all she could conjure up about him. He'd left as well. The two of them haven't gotten along well, but oh well. That had just left her and her father, Shadestorm, who was a great warrior. At least, from what she could tell. He was brave and fought in battles. Ivykit wanted to be just like him when she grew up. Brave and strong and ruthless!

Ivykit was only two moons old, but she'd heard about some stuff with WindClan. There was a recent battle over something - territory, she thought - that they had won. The only things she'd been able to gather about WindClan were the fact that they were weak and pathetic, and easy to push around. That sounded fun. The other warriors talked about killing them, and Ivykit wanted to as well. I know so much about my Clan! she thought proudly, her head raised high as she looked around.

The clearing was huge compared to the nursery, with so many cats lounging about. Ivykit wanted to see her father, though. She wanted to learn as much as she could from him so she could be the best when she grew up! After some swinging her head around, she saw him: the bulky dark gray tabby. Ivykit rushed over to him. Apparently, she was tall for her age, but that just made her get from place to place faster. She skidded to a halt when she reached him, panting from the exertion, then shook out her pelt. Warriors don't get tired!

"Father!" she called up to him, her sharp amber gaze glinting. She waved her tail to get his attention. "I'd really like to learn stuff. I have a lot of questions. Could you tell me?" Ivykit tilted her head to one side. She naturally wanted to learn things. Everything was important, wasn't it? She had to keep the knowledge for use later on, and she wanted to be the smartest kit in the nursery! Everyone would look up to her because she'd know exactly what was going on! And she was curious, too.

@Singing Jay

[Singing Jay]

@TheNyanCatMinecart

Scarpelt, gone with a trace. It wasn't uncommon for cats do disappear, it
happened all the time, some felt there was things more important the their
clan (somehow) and some just didn't have what it took to live in the wild like
true warriors... But Shadestorm had never expected Scarpelt of all cats to leave,
because he was sure she'd left on her terms, Scarpelt was one of the bravest cat
he knew if he didn't count his leader, so why in Starclan was she not there right
now... When they had kits and all, or one kit at least, because apparently his mate
hadn't left just by her self, she seemed to have taken their son, Bramblekit with her,
which was another thing Shadestorm couldn't understand. Out of them two he had
been the one who was more exited about the kits so why would she was taken the
little tom-kit with her?

"Hm?" Shadestorm was snapped out of his thoughts by his daughter, Ivykit, the kit Scarpelt
hadn't taken with her. At first he hadn't realized that the voice was talking to him as he was still not
used to kits coming up and addressing him, but this wasn't any kit they were talking about, it was his
kit. "Well then you're in luck that you have one of the most knowledgeable cats in the forest as your
father" he mewed with a slight grin before nodding. "What do you want to know?"

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYKIT ~

It took her father a moment to answer her. Ivykit was getting quickly impatient, but then he turned down to look at her. She did know that he was smart, as he claimed himself to be; after all, he was a ShadowClan warrior! And a good one, too, because he was willing to fight really hard for his Clan. Right? It looked like he still had healing marks down his side from the fight that she'd heard cats talking about. All through her life so far, Ivykit had been told things about how the ShadowClan led by Dawnstar was the best. And she believed it. Dawnstar, the glorious leader who had made them strong! And put those WindClan cats in their place. A lot of ShadowClan referred to them as "bunnies".

"I want to know a lot, so I'm the smartest kit in the nursery," Ivykit declared, sitting down and curling her black-striped tail over her paws. "There was a battle, right? Against those... WindClan cats." Ivykit knew some stuff about fights. Claws and teeth used to hurt your enemies. She'd also heard mentions of killing as well, though those were vague. She leaned forward, her eyes growing excited at the thought of learning more.

"What was the battle like? How many WindClan cats did you hurt? We won, so obviously we're better. And could you tell me more on what it's like to be a warrior? I know there's fighting. I really want to fight!" Ivykit burst out, then she went silent and eagerly awaited her father's response. If she talked over him, she might miss something! Her ears were pricked eagerly, not wanting to miss a word he said.

@Singing Jay

[FriedChicken]

(Sorry for butting in) " Silentwhisper looked at Ivykit with a smirk covering his face "you wanna know about the battle with windclan,eh? I'll tell you all about it,it's quite fun talking about it" he giggled thinking about the battle and how it happened "it started when our cats started killing any windclan cat in sight'