[SuspiciousMindz]

 

Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune

| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Inactive | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive

ShadowClan's newest enforcer was over the moon. Doing his first task ever, and with the respected Sir Bits! It was great how he seemed to have a constant reminder of how even though his own mentors had failed him in every way, ShadowClan was filled with kind, smart, hard working warriors that were worthy of being emulated. With the exception of his first mentor, in fact, he would dare say that the enforcers had always been the ones to aspire to be, even if he hadn't noticed in his youth. Auntie Larky with her commendable work ethic and consistent insistence on looking out for the clan's apprentices. Sir Bits with his insurance that everyone was ready for the battle. That everyone returned home safely with proper battle training done.

The silver throated warrior would admit to knowing little of the other enforcers as a whole, at least during his youth. Namely Cougarivy who he found to be a lacking cat in terms of family - her kits all seemed desperate for love that neither she nor Elmshadow would give - he supposed must be a wonderful enforcer for even his auntie to not attempt to take her position. Nighthound had also been commendable, and it was really just a shame he had stepped down. It had been fun to serve as a guard besides him, it would have been fun to serve as an enforcer besides him as well. And of course there was Darkydark who - heh heh - was always a blast to be around! And also hard working, yup. How he had somehow found himself in the same role as these cats he still wasn't entirely sure, but he wasn't about to grow complacent now. He was a role model now, yep. If not for all, then at least for his little sister. He would not let her down!

Following the scent of discord the intruders had left in their wake all the way to the outskirt's border, Silverlark snorted, satisfied the group was well gone. While the young tom would have been more than happy to trade blows with the grown felines that had infiltered their camp, he was more content to let them go, if only for the apprentices that had been with them. Turning to the dark tabby with a beaming, open mouthed grin, green eyes glinting in the light, he chortled, obviously pleased. First task as an enforcer was complete, and a rousing success as well! And with Hawkbite here, no one would have to simply take his word for it, which... was honestly for the best. The more cats were aware of how safe or compromised their territory was the better!

"Looks like the per- the meripe- The area is secure! Not much adventure, not much adventure, sorry Sir Bits," the stocky tom snorted good humoredly, evidently not feeling very apologetic of spending time with the older warrior during their follow up of the intruder's trail.

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@SuspiciousMindz [Hawkbite]

[Hawkbite]

The Enforcer followed Silverlark without much to say, listening and scenting the territory as they moved swiftly through it. Hawkbite couldn't imagine what was going through the younger feline's mind. So much had happened in a short amount of time, he was pretty sure Silverlark was the youngest Enforcer now. Right? Should be right. . . Larkfire wasn't fresh anymore. The thought processed in his mind, oh how time escaped him. Soon enough, Starrypaw would be ready for her name. She had grown so quickly. The pain ached his heart, but he would be proud when she was ready to be named.

Hawkbite was snapped back out of his thoughts at his words. His ears swiveled towards him, but his gaze rested towards where the scent trail went. However, a familiar name made the Enforcer crack a smile and turn towards Silverlark. "Mission success, maybe not a big adventure, but your first one as an Enforcer," Hawkbite spoke, pausing before giving the younger tom a friendly shove on the shoulder. "And I got to be your very first adventure partner. You can't forget that now," he winked playfully, letting out a small chuckle before signaling the younger Enforcer to turn around back towards the camp.

"Say, Silverlark," Hawkbite spoke, a mischievous tone taking his voice. "Wanna race back to camp or hunt?"