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Old November 5th, 2017, 09:41 PM
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Default Re: ShadowClan Clearing

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Spiderpaw wasn't one for charity for those who were less fortunate in his Clan, but he was feeling particularly "nice" that day. When Spiderpaw was feeling nice, it meant he was bored, nothing more. He was eleven moons old and almost finished with his Warrior training, which had bored him from the start. He had always been an unusual cat, when he was young nothing seemed to entertain him as it did the other kits. But he was charming type and was easy to befriend. Or at least that's what other people thought.

The truth wasn't so simple, however. Some cats were just born different. He was one of those cats. He felt little emotion, as if they were hazed over by a thick film that kept them from getting into his brain. Thoughts would bounce about his hollow skull, about small things, how cats acted, how they looked, like mental notes except with a lot more meaning to them.

After a few minutes of staring blankly in Wildpaw's general direction, his mind somewhere else. He had been contemplating something, the memory of that something evaded him now. Not like it mattered. He got to his paws, and plucked a frog off of the fresh kill like and trotted towards the molly that he'd unintentionally been staring at. "Would you like to share this?" He placed the amphibian down on the ground and nudged it towards her with one of his small black paws.

He was lean for a ShadowClan cat, having the wiry build of that of a WindClanner and spindly legs and short fur to boot. His pelt was a deep black, with a white stripe going from his berry pink nose down his back. His tail was long and completely white as if the stripe had engulfed it completely. There was something mesmerizing about those yellow eyes of his though, it was like he was staring into her soul. Not like he was doing it on purpose.
{Tmw your forget your cat is a warrior. She's twelve moons x-x}
Wildblossom looked up at the tom. Trying to be as friendly as she could. She despised cats who looked at her. But this tom was looking.. odd? Her belly felt like a stone. She caught herself staring back. "Uh- sure." She mewed, eyes looking back from the frog to the tom. Wildblossom shifted over, her blue eyes looking up at him. Wildblossom flicked her ears. Well, maybe he's just mistreated or something?
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