Re: ShadowClan Elders' Den
needlecry sat down. yay.
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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
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Sorry? Is that all you can say? Green eyes shone with disbelief as he stared at his sibling. Canarysong couldn’t get a grasp on his emotions, they were slipping away from him with every breath. His hurt and anger all bubbles beneath the surface, continuing to push upwards. Raw fear was what was holding it down. Fear of what he could become, fear of who he has become. Letting out a shaky breath, Canarysong blinked and looked away from Daydream, averting his bright green eyes down to the ground. He couldn’t look at them anymore. They were the cause of some of his hurt. Sure, the pale tabby didn’t know it, but they had hurt Canarysong. A lot. Their abscence had left a deep wound in him, which took a while to scar over. And with all these new, recent developments, Canarysong could feel the wound opening again. He could feel all the things he wanted to say inside the wound, and if he didn’t expel them, then he could develop and infection. And then he’d need some major healing. But you’ve never needed help, right? Canarysong liked to be independent. He didn’t like to rely on anyone. And even though Daydream, his only littermate, was the medicine cat of Shadowclan, Canarysong was a fighter. He fought, and refused to be tended to. He could care for himself. Let Daydream tend to those who need them more. Who are more important. That’s how it’s always been, why should it change? At their mention of his kits, green eyes found their way to golden again. Flicking his ears, he nodded slowly. “Yes. Kits. Motherless...” He trailed off, remembering what the absence of their mother had done to the two littermates. Even though these kits would never know their mother, would they sill face the same repercussions? They’ve got you. Byt Canarysong didn’t believe he was wualified to raise kits. He grew up without a dad and an absent mother. He didn’t know what it meant to be a parent. “And i’m not going to be much help to them.” He finished, flicking his fluffy tail as he eyes wandered over towards the nursery. Looking at daydream again, Canarysong debated whether or not telling them about Silvernight. How he had had his heart broken by two she-cats, both in different ways, both ending up with kits. Am I really that desperate for love and attention? Canarysong knew they answer was yes. |
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
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Dovetalon licked her cheek and wrapped his tail around her. "I love you.", he breathed. The tom watched the clearing and all the cats in it. |
Re: ShadowClan Apprentices' Den
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Kiwipaw walked in slowly. She noticed Winterpaw grooming herself, but she looked a little shaken. I wonder why? she thought. "Hi Winterpaw!" She purred. " What've you been up to? " Asked Kiwipaw. She trotted over to her nest, and laid down as well. |
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
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Mind swirling like a storm raging in the night. Heart shattered into a million pieces to many times to be fixed. Life was chaos. Living without rules was reckless. All these things happened in such a short period of time. Greyfrost, drowned moons back. Sparrowflight, disappeared without a trace most likely meeting the same demise as her mate. Darkpaw, killed. Dawnpaw, Emberpaw, disappeared from existence it seemed, no one missing them. Commentpaw, fell from a tree at not more then a kit. All these things and many more hurt, they had happened and passed leaving them forgotten like the dust in the wind. But Blackpaw never forget, it was fresh in the ebony molly's mind. The death of her father, mother, littermates, cousins and pretty much any other kin she knew of. All gone. Chaos raged but there was one thing that kept it at bay. The warrior code. Order in the madness, peace when nothing else made since. It was the only thing to balance out the crazy. Only light in this dark cold world. Head high and ears open the night black molly scanned the clearing with pale green eyes. The long fur making out her body a bit ruff and ruffled from training and hunting earlier that day. In all honesty Blackpaw wasn't sure who or what she was looking for there was only one person she could think of that she knew who was still alive, or assumed to be alive but she hadn't talked to him in forever and wasn't even sure if he still remembered her. Even her own mentor wasn't around, presumed dead or missing. Though she was so close to being a warrior it'd almost be a waste to appoint her a new mentor, so she kinda just tagged along with other apprentices and there mentors or a few warriors to make sure she learned. It wasn't in the code but nor was anything against it so it was okay, right? Eyes, glittering in the light caught sight of a quiet corner with a tom who appeared to be an elder though she was sure she'd seen him in a patrol recently. Normally once you were older you'd retire to the Elders den for rest till you passed and the young female respected them for their moons if work. But who'd want to be stuck in camp all day with no duties to do? Patrols and meeting things warriors did. Wasn't that the point of life? To serve your Clan and protect your Clanmates. At least that was what Blackpaw had convinced herself. It was the only solid thing in her life. After making up her mind the night black apprentice made her way over to the black and white tom. Who just by looking at she could tell he was wiser and way more experienced the herself. Dipping her head in a formal greeting she wasn't entirely sure if the warrior, if not elder, wanted any company. "Do you mind if join you?" Blackpaw asked with a twitch of her ears. |
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
Windygale stared at a leaf. He wondered what would happen if he ate it. So, he did. It was crunchy. |
Re: ShadowClan Warriors' Den
@Lilyfur2 Deep shadows laid a cross the den floor casted my the lowering sun. It wasn't dark yet but it would be soon. In the growing darkness that seemed to fill the den Hollyshadow seemed no more then another shadow. Other then the flash of green from her bright holly green eyes that was all she was in th dark. Which was one reason she enjoyed the night. A little while and the sun would dip behind the towering pines till morning. Maybe she'd go out? A night walk wasn't unusual for her, it cleared her head she could just get it all out without worrying about her Clanmates seeing how pitiful she was. Her tears, her pain, the nightmares that hunted her in her sleep. No one wanted to see that. No one would understand. She was a mess. All because of one memory that wouldn't leave her. Curling deeper into her best the night black molly peered out nose twitching. She hadn't wanted to get up this morning having gotten no sleep last night die to nightmares. But she had too, she couldn't let her Clanmates see her the way she felt. They wouldn't understand. She was broken, having to hold her shattered pieces together so no one knew. Knew the shattering truth. Sighing Hollyshadow drifted into thought not wanting to sleep. So quiet... |
Re: ShadowClan Warriors' Den
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Re: ShadowClan Warriors' Den
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Eyes dull and unforced while she started into space Holyshadow didn't even noticed someone walk in until he spoke. A flash shot through her jolly colored gaze as a jump spread throughout her body. Blinking she tried to figure out who or what this figure was in front of her. Obviously it was a cat and from ShadowClan but that was all she could tell. "Hello," She echoed sitting so she wouldn't be looking up the whole time. "Hollyshadow, and you?" The night black feline asked twitching her ears back. Who was he? She couldn't remember but was sure he was a fellow warrior. |
Re: ShadowClan Warriors' Den
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The young tom couldn't help his nervousness, he was naturally a nervous wreck, but even more so around cats with authority. Even if Windygale was demoted, he still was the main driving force behind peacekeeper rallies along with Daydream, and, well, he was the deputy. Ibisprowl was a quiet tom, mostly reclusive but could be prodded into conversation with others given the right cat. He needed more friends, but who would approach a sad, quiet, soft spoken recluse like him? It surprised him every time another cat spoke to him, even if it was just a deputy assigning him to a patrol. It was as if the idea that another cat knew that he existed surprised him. Talk? But about what? Does he think I did something? Does he think I told on him? Does he want to tell me I need to be a better warrior? His mind rattled off so many terrible things that the former deputy might want to talk to him about, and his gaze drifted away to look at his paws, troubled and growing upset as his thoughts spiraled into worse and worse ideas. Then he realized that he never really responded to the other tom and immediately tensed up. You idiot, you look like you totally ignored him! "Oh sorry, um. Y-Yes.. I'm... I'm fine w-with talking." He'd offer a trembling smile to go with his soft voice. The conversation goes much different than his worried, dark mind thought it would go, and a small look of confusion would cross his features. He actually just wants to... Talk? "O-Oh um. Well..." Ibisprowl didn't really know Windygale, but he didn't want to lie to the tom either. So maybe he'd only give half of the truth and hope that the other cat wouldn't question him further on it? "S-Stressed... And kind of lonely, but that's. Not really new for me. Other cats don't really talk to me." Ibisprowl would mumble the last sentence and glance around before letting out a quiet sigh. There was a long pause before he realized he needed to continue the conversation. "Y-You've been doing okay though, right?" |
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