Darkcloud
Shadowclan warrrior
Purrks:Just a scratch and Shadow fiend(both inactive)
Darkcloud watched camp silently from the outskirts of the clearing, lurking in the shadows as she usually did. She was often solemn, but this time a hint of an emotion more apparant than she usually allowed swam in the depths of her amber orbs. Her only friend(...was he a friend? It seemed so as much as she hated to admit it) had died, or, had been killed, to be more specific.
The warrior had said she didn't do friends, they were always temporary titles of kithood, yet...he was the only one who went willingly out of his way to speak to her. His presence was annoying but at least it was something. The spotted tabby felt the absence of his presence like a thorn in her pad. Even though she would never say it she...missed him. Her friend. Even if he was a menace.
'I suspose that's what got the idiot killed in the end.' Darkcloud continued absently to stare out over her clanmates. There was no doubt she was dedicated but she hardly knew her clan. Did she want to speak to them...not really but then again she never wanted to speak to Shadefrost either yet he was persistent. If making friends only brought her pain when she lost them what was the point of trying at all?
An unfamiliar voice aroused Lynxshade from her thoughts, making her turn to one side to see an orange and black she-cat with a younger, black-pelted cat beside. An apprentice, by her age.
Mh? What could she need help for? She thought, puzzled by the situation. That was Darkfall's daughter, wasn't she? Lynxshade assumed the other one must be either her kin or her mentor, but in any case, she didn't know what to expect from this question.
She tipped her head to one side, narrowing her eyes almost suspiciously, but still walked up to the couple and asked: "Sure, what do you need exactly?" Her voice was serious as usual, but she hoped she didn't sound intimidating to the shy she-cat. She was always open to lending a paw to those in need.
The Enforcer gave a quick look at the younger black cat, then focused back on the other one. She hoped this wouldn't take too much of her time, because she had other work to tend to.
"I was wondering.. if you can help me and my apprentice, Rainpaw tour Shadowclan. I'm not too familiar with the territory myself." She gulped as she spoke the last sentence. "The name's Amberfern." She mewed quietly, her nerves getting the better of her. "My only other outing was a herb patrol with a named Sharpfrost and an apprentice named Eggpaw.. I think?" Amberfern sighed a bit. She was a warrior, she was supposed to have nearly everything figured out but she didn't and she blamed herself heavily for it.
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”Loonbay, that’s a nice name. I’m surprised that we haven’t met before but now that you’ve spoken the name I think I have heard of you at the very least.” Moonmeadow offered the other with a small smile as her hazy green eyes were still locked with the sky. Now that she was really looking she realized just how long it's been since they had looked up at them and really saw. It reminded the warrior how long it's been since they visited their mother as well. Moonmeadow should really paw the Grove a visit sooner rather than later. As soon as most of her mink wounds heal, Moonmeadow promises herself before carrying the conversation. “Gorgeous, aren’t they? I really need to take time to see them more. The stars a mean.” Moonmeadow spoke as she stared up, curling her thick tail over the fronts of her paws.
[ @.Sunshine. - Loonbay ]
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Darkcloud
Shadowclan warrrior
Purrks:Just a scratch and Shadow fiend(both inactive)
Darkcloud watched camp silently from the outskirts of the clearing, lurking in the shadows as she usually did. She was often solemn, but this time a hint of an emotion more apparant than she usually allowed swam in the depths of her amber orbs. Her only friend(...was he a friend? It seemed so as much as she hated to admit it) had died, or, had been killed, to be more specific.
The warrior had said she didn't do friends, they were always temporary titles of kithood, yet...he was the only one who went willingly out of his way to speak to her. His presence was annoying but at least it was something. The spotted tabby felt the absence of his presence like a thorn in her pad. Even though she would never say it she...missed him. Her friend. Even if he was a menace.
'I suspose that's what got the idiot killed in the end.' Darkcloud continued absently to stare out over her clanmates. There was no doubt she was dedicated but she hardly knew her clan. Did she want to speak to them...not really but then again she never wanted to speak to Shadefrost either yet he was persistent. If making friends only brought her pain when she lost them what was the point of trying at all?
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Squirrelwhisker AFAB - She / Her
ShadowClan Warrior
No Current Purrks
Twenty-Two Moons
A long-haired, blue-gray mackerel tabby she-cat, with copper eyes.
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´´Darkcloud?´´
Squirrelwhisker was approaching the spotted black tabby, her voice soft as she called out the warrior´s name. The thick-furred she-cat gave a wave of her tail as she sat down beside her Clanmate.
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