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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by Daragca

Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 40 moons
Killer Aptitude T2 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T1
The Dancing BirdDarkleaf always seemed so awkward around him, it put him on edge. His ears flickered. ”Fine”, the tom wasn't sure what more to say and he shuffled his paws. He liked Darkleaf for all her flaws, they were a constant. Ever present, but it wasn’t exactly a typical relationship. He didn’t look up to them on a pedestal.
Conversation came unsubtly for the usually charming tom. ”Got a frustrating apprentice, alongside an outsider who just joined. But I suppose you relate to the frustrating part.” His words tumbled out stiffly, he was wondering if his attempt at a joke would fall flat.
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Darkleaf
they/she - 56 moons

[cr: ferretfever]
She let out a purr in response to Owlthroat's kind-of-maybe-joke-ish comment. "Indeed." Their tail flapped, entertained by the memory, "but maybe, the most frustrating apprentices make the most talented warriors, don't you think?" She commented, assuming Owlthroat's apprentice was similar to him. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't concerned for his new apprentice (and for him) - of course she trusted Owlthroat's skills, but she'd seen how Newtbelly behaves. Cold and callous (well less so towards Owlthroat). If only she'd been more lenient in his training, perhaps? That's what she always told herself, but she knew Owlthroat was self-motivated. Maybe it was in ShadowClan's nature to be such a way but... They could never help but worry. "I'm kind of envious, it's been moons since I've had an apprentice," it was true. In all the time that'd passed, they finally felt they could take on another. Sure it was scary, but she couldn't keep putting all her fears and dreams for the next gen into Owlthroat. He was just one cat. Plus it'd been moons since she'd trained him. Still, until she had someone else to focus on, she knew worries would take over her mind, and she'd find herself analysing his every move. "What're they like, anyway? Both of them?"
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Last edited by sleepyyjax; August 21st, 2024 at 10:38 AM.
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