ShadowClan Territory

[fresh]

Originally Posted by Charmer

Vixenpaw continued to sniff the air for a few moments, huffing as she padded back and forth in search of a scent. "It's no use! That stupid bird has scared everything off!" The shecat swept her paw over the ground in a burst of anger, sending a scatter of pine needled over the fresh kill. "I'm going back to camp!" she declared with a huff, storming in the direction they'd come from.

A small pick of sympathy clouded her senses for a moment, and she attempted to block Vixenpaw's path. She knew how it felt to lose a catch and then have no scents follow it. But no, this was just an act of anger. "You aren't giving up, mouse-brain! It's as simple as trying another spot." She swept her tail in the direction of a mossy oak nearby. "There are plenty of options beneath the tree on the other side of the training hollow. Most of the sound will have been blocked off and the ground beneath the oak is covered with nuts."

[Charmer]

Originally Posted by blue jellie

A small pick of sympathy clouded her senses for a moment, and she attempted to block Vixenpaw's path. She knew how it felt to lose a catch and then have no scents follow it. But no, this was just an act of anger. "You aren't giving up, mouse-brain! It's as simple as trying another spot." She swept her tail in the direction of a mossy oak nearby. "There are plenty of options beneath the tree on the other side of the training hollow. Most of the sound will have been blocked off and the ground beneath the oak is covered with nuts."

As Featherfur stepped in front of her, The thought of just bolting for camp crossed the young shecats mind. But she was sure the warrior would catch her, and not only would she be in trouble but filthy from the chase and being caught. Her mentor went on to explain where they were hunting next, and she gave a breathy sigh. “Fine,” she huffed, walking in that direction. Her tail and head drooping as she marched.

[wren]

@.:Blue Wishes:.
Mobile post. I just couldn't wait

Tallwhisker gracefully slipped in and out of the shadows spotting the ground. There was a thin layer of freshly fallen snow coating the ground and bringing a sudden brightness and attention to things you might not have noticed before. The snow highlighted little books and cranny a you would have never seen and almost washed the whole scene Into a new frame. Personally this time of the year was Tallwhiskers favourite, his slender form was narrow enough to easily tread the snow and his height just tall enough his belly would usual sail right over the snow, but today was his favourite type of day. For a few days it has been increasingly warmer until finally it snowed again leaving fresh powder over the ice beneath. Perfect for walking. Tallwhisker had kept to himself during the walk, goldenstars presence was enough to really relax his state of mind sometimes. Content with the silence tallwhisker continued his stride making sure he was always a half a step ahead of goldenstar. He had always found that goldenstar was the type of cat who would get into a playful fight, maybe not with him but certainly other cats. Keeping ahead of him was the perfect opportunity to launch snow at the tom and start up a quick tussle. He seemed too serious half the time, being leader and all.

[:blue:]

Originally Posted by Celestial

@.:Blue Wishes:.
Mobile post. I just couldn't wait

Tallwhisker gracefully slipped in and out of the shadows spotting the ground. There was a thin layer of freshly fallen snow coating the ground and bringing a sudden brightness and attention to things you might not have noticed before. The snow highlighted little books and cranny a you would have never seen and almost washed the whole scene Into a new frame. Personally this time of the year was Tallwhiskers favourite, his slender form was narrow enough to easily tread the snow and his height just tall enough his belly would usual sail right over the snow, but today was his favourite type of day. For a few days it has been increasingly warmer until finally it snowed again leaving fresh powder over the ice beneath. Perfect for walking. Tallwhisker had kept to himself during the walk, goldenstars presence was enough to really relax his state of mind sometimes. Content with the silence tallwhisker continued his stride making sure he was always a half a step ahead of goldenstar. He had always found that goldenstar was the type of cat who would get into a playful fight, maybe not with him but certainly other cats. Keeping ahead of him was the perfect opportunity to launch snow at the tom and start up a quick tussle. He seemed too serious half the time, being leader and all.

Goldenstar had to admit he was surprised to see snow this early, but it was a little nice. Everything you could see was a bright white. He had no problem with that, he just had a problem with the cold, and the lack of prey. He guessed this wasn’t exactly for him to fuss over, but the way he saw Tallwhisker almost made him want to laugh. The warrior looked like a kit when they saw snow for the first time, bouncing around. Golden was trying not to slide on the small layer of ice below everything. However, he found it a little fun, keeping a close eye on Tallwhisker, just in case he tried anything. It seemed like Tallwhisker would do something for the sort, however, he didn’t know. “So, are we going to try and hunt, or what?” he asked, watching Tallwhisker quietly, just in case he did something.

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Honeythistle brushed his tail silently against the ground. At least to soothe the sound of his annoying paws as they thudded below him. His eyes stayed locked on the prize. The prize being Cloudstrike. Exactly, what was she doing out here? There was no reason for her to be out of camp! The Tom narrowed his gaze further, and he tried his best to keep himself hidden. When he stopped, a growl emitted from his throat. It wasn't a large one. It was small, yet held an amount of power that he felt swelling in him. For some odd reason, it pained his heart to see his beloveds betraying him...like this. From afar, he could definitely see her hunting. Why was she hunting!? She knew this wasn't expected of her to do. Unconsciously, his claws slipped out his paws, and when he saw her leap, he didn't think a second thought before he marched right up to her spot. It wasn't ordinary for Honeythistle to punish his mates. Of course, he allowed them to have their own train of thoughts, as long as his traditions were embedded in their pretty minds. The only thing he asked for them to do? Love him, and raise his kits. No hunting, no disrespect, no going on patrols - none of that. Just because the other mollies didn't have a tight hold with a Tom (who loved them very much) didn't make it right for his lovers to follow suite. Honeythistle was that Tom to provide for their needs, whatever they needed. Cloudstrike was hungry? Why didn't she seek him out to give him that request? Why did she feel that this was okay? To Honeythistle, he saw this as a form of deceit...or, was this defiance? Apart of him forgot the fact that her mind was such a delicate form. That most times she wouldn't get the gist of what he expected. Though, his heart had hardened, becoming rigid as stone. Outside all this, others believed The silver Tom was exaggerating, surely! All Cloudstrike was doing was hunting - a cat's favorite activity for most! She was helping out the clan, nonetheless. This was not the situation, however. Honeythistle wanted his mates to be elegant, classy, and beautiful. He wanted them to truly become the definition of a queen. Not just a meaning to mother kits, but one that other mollies looked up to, and realized that they made a mistake for not becoming demured as they were. His queens were someone to worship, to love, to be respected - even if they were she cats. This was what Cloudstrike signed up for. He was what Cloudstrike wanted. She didn't want to adhere to the rules, that's for sure, but like all his other mates - she had no choice. From the distance, Honeythistle watched the feline; her fur soggy and dirty, the way she crouched, and the way she leaped for that catch - it made his heart suddenly crack from stone and boil at an unreachable temperature. "Cloudstrike!" He boomed. "What are you doing!?"

Cloudstrike flicked an ear as a quiet sound reached it. The molly no longer believed she was doing anything wrong, though, so she didn’t bother to investigate it. Her eyes were locked on her target and he mind focused for once. She had no idea that Honeythistle was following her, beside that one little sound. Her skills had been dulled by moons of disuse and she could not tell that someone was behind her. Secure in her beliefs that she was alone and not doing anything wrong, Cloudstrike leapt. Just as her claws touched her prey, a loud voice shattered the quiet of the forest by shouting her name. Suddenly understanding how prey felt, Cloudstrike jumped. Honeythistle’s voice had startled her, but she had still managed to catch the frog. Ears anxiously flattened to her head, Cloudstrike turned around with a demure smile and light eyes. “Hi, Honey...” She mewed in the most quiet, unprovoking voice she could. Apparently, she had been wrong. Honey was most definitely upset. “I wanted a snack and you weren’t around so I figured I’d find one myself...” Her argument didn’t sound as convincing under Honeythistle’s piercing stare. Feeling it break down, she added in an almost whisper, “We can share if you like...” Slowly, Cloudstrike picked up her frog and brought it to Honeythistle, dropping it in front of him with a persuasive smile.

[dionysus]

Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

(( okay this post is going to be short, i need to go in a few minutes ))

Goldenstar had been waiting for Halfgaze to say something, and when she did, he was dead silent. She hadn’t really added very much input, but it was enough to make him feel a little more sure about himself on whose side he was going to pick during the battle. Windclan. He didn’t know exactly how he was going to tell Blazingstar that Shadowclan would be joining Windclan, he would just have to see. There was a small bit of anxiety building up in his chest about the consequences of this battle, and the millions of things that could probably go wrong. No, he told himself to be quiet, and calm down. Shadowclan was strong, they had the best warriors, they would be fine. As tense as he was, he knew Shadowclan had what it took to win. Even if he didn’t know what would happen, he had to have faith in himself, looking at Halfgaze and nodding. “Thank you for your input,” he murmured, smiling, hiding his anxiety for the time being. Then he stood up, and began walking back to camp, half hoping that Halfgaze would join him for the few fox-lengths back, and half hoping she would leave him to his thoughts.

After Halfgaze finished talking, a silence fell over the two cats that Halfgaze had no intention of breaking. The molly was worried about the danger of the battle. Shadowclan cats could die for a cause that was not even their own. She also worried a bit about leafbare. She had heard cats coughing already and for the first time in her life, she dreaded the coming cold season. But, what she was most worried about was the fact that she would eventually be leader. Occasionally that thought would enter her head and it scared her. She wasn’t ready to make the hard decisions Goldenstar had to make. Nor did she want to think of anything happening to Goldenstar. Still lost in thought, Halfgaze nodded to Goldenstar’s words and absentmindedly started walking with him. She didn’t know whether he wanted to be alone or not, but for the first time, she didn’t think about it either.

[wren]

Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

Goldenstar had to admit he was surprised to see snow this early, but it was a little nice. Everything you could see was a bright white. He had no problem with that, he just had a problem with the cold, and the lack of prey. He guessed this wasn’t exactly for him to fuss over, but the way he saw Tallwhisker almost made him want to laugh. The warrior looked like a kit when they saw snow for the first time, bouncing around. Golden was trying not to slide on the small layer of ice below everything. However, he found it a little fun, keeping a close eye on Tallwhisker, just in case he tried anything. It seemed like Tallwhisker would do something for the sort, however, he didn’t know. “So, are we going to try and hunt, or what?” he asked, watching Tallwhisker quietly, just in case he did something.

Tallwhisker glanced over her shoulder and just as he was about to scoop up some snow he heard goldenstar and huffed a sigh of dispontment. "We will get to it, don't worry" he complained rolling his eyes playfully. If anything goldenstar seemed more, work work work and tallwhisker seemed more, play play play. There was supposed to be an equal balence and sometimes he felt like goldenstar being goldenstar was weighing so heavily on his side that completely outweighted his playful side. Goldenstar wasn't goldeneye anymore. And that scared him. Just as tej padded pasta a rather off looking line a thicket appeared in front of them, so dense it looked basically like a ball of just pure snow. A smirk eagerly worked its way onto his face and he looked back at goldenstar. He began to pick up the pace now he was about a fox length ahead of the Tom. Perfect timing. He gently rested his tail on one of the branches heavy and this with snow fall. He pretended to wait for golden to catch up. "You've got quite a set of short legs there" said the Tom, amused by Goldens sort of, odd waddle through the snow. Actually any cat that was shorter than him looked funny in the snow to tallehisker. Anyone.

[:blue:]

Originally Posted by Celestial

Tallwhisker glanced over her shoulder and just as he was about to scoop up some snow he heard goldenstar and huffed a sigh of dispontment. "We will get to it, don't worry" he complained rolling his eyes playfully. If anything goldenstar seemed more, work work work and tallwhisker seemed more, play play play. There was supposed to be an equal balence and sometimes he felt like goldenstar being goldenstar was weighing so heavily on his side that completely outweighted his playful side. Goldenstar wasn't goldeneye anymore. And that scared him. Just as tej padded pasta a rather off looking line a thicket appeared in front of them, so dense it looked basically like a ball of just pure snow. A smirk eagerly worked its way onto his face and he looked back at goldenstar. He began to pick up the pace now he was about a fox length ahead of the Tom. Perfect timing. He gently rested his tail on one of the branches heavy and this with snow fall. He pretended to wait for golden to catch up. "You've got quite a set of short legs there" said the Tom, amused by Goldens sort of, odd waddle through the snow. Actually any cat that was shorter than him looked funny in the snow to tallehisker. Anyone.

Goldenstar narrowed his eyes, doubting that they were actually going to get to hunting. That was just like Tallwhisker he suppose, too focused on messing around to focus on work. However, maybe Golden was being the uptight one. He sighed as he realized he might be overworking himself. However, why wouldn’t he be doing that? Leafbare was coming, and they needed as much prey as they could get. Okay, that was maybe a bit too much. He sighed once again, trying his best to keep up with Tallwhisker. As he heard Tallwhisker taunting him, he sighed, “Not everyone can have long legs like you do!” he called up to him, rolling his eyes, though a small smile came across his face as well. Tallwhisker was planning something, but he honestly didn’t care, trying his best to make it through the snow without either getting swallowed or getting stuck, watching Tallwhisker cautiously.

[fresh]

Originally Posted by Charmer

As Featherfur stepped in front of her, The thought of just bolting for camp crossed the young shecats mind. But she was sure the warrior would catch her, and not only would she be in trouble but filthy from the chase and being caught. Her mentor went on to explain where they were hunting next, and she gave a breathy sigh. “Fine,” she huffed, walking in that direction. Her tail and head drooping as she marched.

The molly saw her appremtice contemplating other options, and braced herself for Vixenpaw to slam right through her. But instead she turned and trudged he other way. Huh. Even if Featherfur wasn't going to suck up to her and let her go back to camp, the pained, hunched-over stance still fazed her a little bit. "C'mon, Vixenpaw. We can do this together. It'll be fun." The words came out softer than she'd meant them to, so she silently beat herself up for that, but nevertheless she did want Vixenpaw to begin enjoying training.

[wren]

Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

Goldenstar narrowed his eyes, doubting that they were actually going to get to hunting. That was just like Tallwhisker he suppose, too focused on messing around to focus on work. However, maybe Golden was being the uptight one. He sighed as he realized he might be overworking himself. However, why wouldn’t he be doing that? Leafbare was coming, and they needed as much prey as they could get. Okay, that was maybe a bit too much. He sighed once again, trying his best to keep up with Tallwhisker. As he heard Tallwhisker taunting him, he sighed, “Not everyone can have long legs like you do!” he called up to him, rolling his eyes, though a small smile came across his face as well. Tallwhisker was planning something, but he honestly didn’t care, trying his best to make it through the snow without either getting swallowed or getting stuck, watching Tallwhisker cautiously.

Tallwhsiker slowly pressed his hind foot onto a branch heavy with snow and smirked politely as he came closer. "It's a blessing" said the Tom with a shrug as he gently licked his chest fur. When goldenstar was close the Tom removed his hindleg and the branch flicked upward sending a cascade of white powder up into the air. Tallwhisker laughed as the snow came flittering down on the both of them. Feeling the cold chill of the snow melting on his hot skin made him shiver as it cooled him down. He smiled and closed his eyes. "Sorry, I slipped" he cooed happily as the air cleared and the snow settled again. He than shook himself sending the rest of the collected snow to the ground. Than suddenly a soft wail broke the joyous moment. Tallwhsikers ears perked and he turned around his tail raised in slight alarm. Than suddenly the noise silence and didn't return. Tall whisker looked over his shoulder at goldenstar studying his face "You heard that right?" said talkwhisker lookign ridiculously alarmed.