Nightwalker
Dark Forest
he/him | Former WindClan warrior
[Surly, heavily scarred dark grey tabby with sky blue eye]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Devil ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Sleepysunrise - @Estelle ]
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A shadowy figure sat on a branch of a gnarled tree, piercing blue eyes scanning the empty clearing before him. In his time spent traversing the dreams of the living, Nightwalker had learned that a lot of cats felt disconnected from StarClan. It seemed that the starry cats hadn't been doing their job of leading the living. For all the prophecies given, very little assistance was offered. Nightwalker could change that. He did not particularly care if the clans survived their ordeals, but he did admit that having cats to visit and torment provided excellent entertainment for him. And if he could amass a following... who knew how the balance would shift between StarClan and the Dark Forest.

So Nightwalker had sent out subtle feelers, catching on to cats who were struggling, who were resentful. Those made for the best pupils. A lot of them were in ShadowClan, funnily enough. And a good portion were related. Those cats sure did have fun, didn't they?

And so Nightwalker waited, his endless patience keeping him quiet and hidden as he waited to see if his influence had reached the right cat.