ShadowClan Grimpeak

[gs29513]

Eaglekit was mostly confused. He was still quite young, understood little to nothing of clan politics, and was mostly tired, having been rousted from a nap by the call to assemble. He didn't dare fall asleep though, because Dawnstar was scary, and it seemed like it was probably a REALLY BAD IDEA to annoy her. So he sat there, half comprehending what, to his mind, seemed to be rather safety first, if extreme, rules.

[wren]

Dogtooth | she/her
A cinnamon tortoiseshell she cat with brown eyes, compact face, and short build
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They were so out of place, so spindly, so tall and uncomfortable looking amongst bulky shadowclan warriors. Dogtooth pushed her way to the front of the crowd to get a better look, and perhaps catch sight of Eggpaw. The longer tensions ran high, the more scared she grew about where he was.. what would happen to him.

[Poprock]

@Moonraven @NinjaBloss @Eaglet @carmen @/undertaker
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An ear flick was the only acknowledgement she gave to Twilightstar’s hissed order to mind their manners before the patrol easily waltzed in to the pig pen. Pathetic. A whole patrol of your sworn enemies waltz into a clan meeting with no opposition? At least I gave the kitnapper a good scar on his shoulder. As her leader and deputy padded ahead, she fought the urge to hold her breath as the stink of death and mud filled her senses. So this was Shadowclan. Yikes.

Peachfrost let her disgusted gaze sweep across the dirt place the rats called camp. The dark green and brown hues of their home reminded her of the color of vomit - something that was very hard not to do right now. Even the dark faces of the toads that stared back at her and the patrol were disgusting. She could practically see her clanmates blood staining their paws. It wouldn’t be surprising if a river of red ran through their camp, what with all the murders they seemed to get away with. Honestly, how Riverclan or Thunderclan could act so holier than thou when they allow Shadowclan to massacre dozens of cats every season was beyond her.

She didn’t bother to sheathe her claws she she silently stood behind Twi with a lashing feathery tail. It was simply so she could get stable footing in the uneven muddy ground. (And if any of the rats got close to her, she wouldn’t mind slashing their throats). It was their fault for living in a pit.

When Twi finished speaking (honestly the former medicine cat hadn’t been listening, her mind was a little too… muddled at the moment to listen to the faux business talk), her attention focused on the bringer of all evil. Dawn. One wrong move, one hair length closer to Twi and I will show you evil. She wanted to say.

[elaif]

~Haven'gaze~

May the stars have mercy...
Just what the clan needed, another lunatic deciding to cause more trouble in the damn clans. Giving an exhausted half lidded look towards the Wind'clan warriors and then his fellow clan, he decided he had had enough of the situation. Haven'gaze rose to his paws and took to the side lines.
" Just one peaceful meeting.... Is that to much to ask for? " he muttered wistfully under his breath. These clan cats were no different than the mangy rogues and loners in the outskirts. They still fought for food and territory, they still slaughtered each other. The only difference was their numbers. And of course, more cats meant bigger and bloodier battles. These impulsive fools were just as violent as any outsider, yet they had the nerve to act like they were higher than them. How hypocritical...
Head slightly throbbing with how ridiculous this clan meeting was, the elegant tom took a seat at the edge of the camp: silently surveying the rest of groups through a monotone gaze.
Ugh... How could these cats think of themselves as righteous? how could the think of themselves as sane thriving groups. Both Shadowclan and Windclan alike were flawed... And yet, they weren't able to see it.

[CrazyCat4481]

~VIXEN'DANCE~

He watched as they advanced to the rock as he was left in a crowd of cats as all he could do was stay silent. his ears twitched as he decided to follow them and stood tall as he faced the leader. his tail lashing and his fur rose, he couldn't help it. he was angry and he couldn't hold it down. his shoulder stung as he held his paw up to ease the pain as he tried not to make a peep.

VIXENS POV

all i can do it stand here, i want revenge. im not angry im furious and im tired all i can do is prepare for my blood to be spilled after they leave, please dont leave me here.. please just listen.


[ @Moonraven @NinjaBloss @Eaglet @carmen @Undertaker @Poprock ]

[Dark]

Darkfall
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Darkfall excused himself from Moonpaw and made his way back over to his corner in order to hear the rest of the announcements.

From his corner, the large tom’s pale blue eyes narrowed with discontent as Dawnstar addressed the clan. He couldn’t believe that he’d have to have some kind of babysitter with him at all times again. He had just gotten his freedom and now it was being taken away from him! Muttering some obscenities, the tom flexed his claws in and out of the dirt. He had in mind to confront the warrior who had caused this whole debacle, but he’d refrain. At least for the time being

Though he was fuming at the moment, he did, however, pay close attention to what Dawnstar said to the mentors. As a new mentor he had a job to keep his charge safe and he’d do that at any cost. He hoped that nothing would happen to his apprentice though, especially not what had befallen that poor deceased cat found out in the territory.

He was quickly drawn out of his thoughts and his attention was brought to the abruptness of Dawnstar’s agitated words and an all too familiar smell… WindClan.

Instinctively, Darkfall scanned the clearing to make sure that his siblings were out of danger before weaving his way through the crowd to where he had noticed his friend on the way back to his spot. He didn’t know why, but he was drawn to the familiar comfort of the young enforcer that both infuriated him more than anyone else, and was also his peace.

The large tabby brushed against Larkfire for a moment as the WindClan posse came into their camp. A familiar face was the first one to enter. Twilightstar. He recognized her from that gathering all those moons ago when he had spoken to her about the misconduct of one of WindClan’s apprentices. He gave her a curt nod in acknowledgment before leaning in close to Larkfire.

”I don’t like this,” Darkfall murmured softly to his companion ”What fool would do something so stupid?” he asked, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe that some cat from his own clan would dare do something like that. He knew that if one of his siblings were in danger he’d… well, let’s just say he wouldn’t be too merciful. To be honest, he was tempted to end that warrior’s life for even attempting to do something like that, being in the same clan or not.

Pale blue eyes scanned the warriors that Twilightstar had brought and frowned. They were understandably tensed, but one of them had the audacity to keep her claws unsheathed in an enemy’s camp. One step out of line and the entirety of ShadowClan would be on top of them. Why hadn’t they just disposed of the cat and explained later? Blinking, the tom realized that that would actually not fly with their leader being who she was.

Tensing himself, he gently leaned against the smaller cat next to him to try to calm his nerves. He was shaking, not out of fear but out of frustration and anger. He was flexing his claws again. Why did all of this have to happen now? He had finally become a mentor, had hardly been a warrior for a moon, and now not only was he going back to having dumb restrictions but some dumbass in the clan just had to go and antagonize the cats that were the most hostile towards them. ”If there’s a fight, stick with me,” he said. He had no doubt that she could handle herself, but he couldn’t stand for something to happen to her in a situation like this. Especially since she was still quite young (not like he was much older).

[ @Rose ]

[taillow]

Well well... A gleam appeared in the eyes of the shadow warrior as Mirehound observed the patrol of WindClan cats appearing just behind Vixendance. Exhilaration spread through her veins like electricity and she lifted her head to get a better view of them. Instintively however she drew her tail in front of Sedgepaw. "Sit still, do not move unless I tell you to. They seem peaceful, but you don't have much fighting experience. Should anything break out, I want you by my side." It was an order, clear as day. Mirehound didn't bother looking at the youth, knowing that if she valued their ears attached to their head at all she would heed her words.

Twilightstar was at the helm, walking with about as much regal air as Mirehound expected. She hadn't ever seen the WindClan leader this close up, but something about it made her heart thump in eagerness. Scars littered her pelt and she couldn't help but wonder how many had been left by Dawnstar. The rivalry between her Clan and WindClan was the stuff of legends, as far as she was concerned. Having the WindClan leader herself make the journey directly into their camp was a rather bold move - and deep down, illuminated a secret respect she had for the older leader.

Close on her flank were two cats she hardly recognized beyond name (but wasn't that their former medicine cat Peachfrost??) - but her gaze zeroed in on Fallownose. The WindClan deputy. Her eyes were narrowed slightly as she watched him, trying to place where that fur looked familiar. No... not there... couldn't have been... oh. Once it connected in her brain a devilish grin spread across her face and she chuckled quietly to herself. Tail swishing behind her she shot a knowing look at the tom, lifting her chin subtly as if in a slight challenge. Blue eyes gleamed in a frosty manner, knowing full well he would have no idea why she was regarding him with such keen interest; which is exactly how she wanted it.

Finally the reasoning for the Kidnapping? Jerking her head in the direction of Vixendance, a snarl rumbled low in her throat. He didn't even seem to deny it - a good thing, Mirehound knew. Her frustration at the sheer idiocy he displayed was likely miniscule in comparison to the shadow queens. She watched the tom silently, wondering how this would all play out. Not lost on her was the way one of the cats in Twilightstar's patrol had their claws out. A good way to lose them in her mind, but the black rosetted she-cat gave it no more of her attention as she took a small step forward.

Oh boy, would she have fun with this. If Twilighstar wanted an apology, she was ready to assist Dawnstar in striking that down with the true name of the WindClanner that had hunted their prey.

[ @NinjaBloss @Eaglet @/everyone else ]

[poppy]

Featherkit watched the weird, skinny cats as they came in, wide deep blue eyes wide with confusion. "Who're they, Ma-" She squeaked, turning to look for her mama. Before she remembered that her mama was asleep in Elm's den. Oopsie!

[MockingRabbit]

Originally Posted by wren

Dogtooth | she/her
A cinnamon tortoiseshell she cat with brown eyes, compact face, and short build
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They were so out of place, so spindly, so tall and uncomfortable looking amongst bulky shadowclan warriors. Dogtooth pushed her way to the front of the crowd to get a better look, and perhaps catch sight of Eggpaw. The longer tensions ran high, the more scared she grew about where he was.. what would happen to him.

WindClan cats? In ShadowClan camp? Eggpaw could practically feel the steam rising from his ears. How dare they! Restrictions forgotten for the moment, Eggpaw marched forward to get a better look and found himself standing next to his mentor, Dogtooth. Even without battle training, he could probably send a few yowling home. He was a ShadowClan apprentice. "What are they doing here?" He hissed to his mentor.

[carmen]

Spiritkit

The angry lady on top of the rock froze and an evil expression crossed her face. Ew. Spiritkit stayed watching her, making sure that no one was going to get murdered again, before turning to the source of the commotion. Black kitten broke through the crowd, sprinting to a stop as she stared at the four warriors before her. Three of them smelled weird. Why were there smelly cats in ShadowClan. Stinky cats were GROSS and they were all stinky. She bunched up her nose before stepping out of the crowd and into their line of site. She knew who these super evil bad guys were. They would not be escaping her.

She'd heard the stories of the weak meanies of BreezeClan, from Morningstar, then Darkshudder. BreezeClan wasn't allowed to just waltz straight in here. It was unnatural. Unfair. She, Spiritkit the Chomper, would not allow them to pass this far into their territory without feeling the pain. She did not care one bit about the weirdo standing in the corner. No, today was her day to be a menace, and prove herself to Morningstar. Shadetail hadn't been kidding when he said that ShadowClan wanted kit enforcers. Come on, was she the only one who took any initiative? She was going to have to beat up some warriors just to get them to do anything.

Shaking her head, eyes narrowed on each cat, who she knew from her lessons. She was so ready. To begin with, the tall lady with one eye was certainly Eveningstar- Nightstar? She wouldn't be her victim today, she would save that one for the angry lady leader to fight. And the second cat, the tom, uhhhh Flowernom. She hissed slightly at Flowernom before turning towards the final BreezeClanner. Who was she? No one would probably mind if she attacked the second lady. Tail wiggled as she prepared for her attack. Tsk tsk. They didn't know what was happening.

"RAAAAAA!!!!!" Her battle cry cut across the clearing as the kit launched herself at Peachfrost, black fur smushing across her face. "LEAVE OUR CLAN, YOU BREEZEBUTTS!!!!" She was going to eat her, destroy her enemy. Cause Spiritkit the *insert word here* would not let some stinky little bunny cats walk into her home without responding with anger. They asked for it. Tiny teeth gleamed as the ferocious warrior attempted to pin down the larger cats tail, teeth shining as she tried to bite it. They wished she was a warrior. They were so scared. She was so spooky. "EAT MY FLUFF!!"

@Poprock