Foxtooth had to force his eyes from rolling. "I was actually planning to go out to hunt right now. Should I get the Warrior I'm going with?"" He asked, forcing his stomach in so it looked like he was starving. He tried his hardest not to smile at the idea of escaping. The warrior he picked looked like an oversized scrawny kit. He could easily claw the living Starclan out of them. Let's hope Dawnstar doesn't pick Mirehound to go with him instead. Though he was pretty sure he could outrun her. Now, he felt bad about hurting an innocent cat. But he was too desperate to leave this miserable place. Sure, if he was daring enough, he would trot on Windclan looking for his- he liked to call it- What the hell Foxtooth!? falling in love with a Windclanner?!?! Intrest. He felt sad about leaving his kits and- well. Future Ex behind, but it was for the better.
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Her question hadn't taken long to be answered. Except, Lark had expected to be called into the den. Tipping her head back to look up at Dawnstar as the large brown tabby appeared, standing at the mouth of her den, Larkfire blinked twice in surprise before opening her mouth to speak. "Cougarpaw passed his assessment." That was all she needed to say, really, but something - two things - nagged at the back of her mind. "Was... Am I allowed to take assessments?" Larkfire questioned, brow furrowing slightly. It wouldn't be a surprise if the answer was in the negative, because she was only eleven moons old, and there was a very valid reason for her not to be doing assessments. Plenty of the apprentices were older and bigger than her, but it had to be fine, right? Larkfire had just assumed that between her allowance to be left unsupervised outside of camp and handling ShadowClan rejoinings, this job came with the rest.
Unironically, her past fear of the colossal leader was gone, the constant wariness that Dawnstar might do something sudden on a whim had faded to an ember. Sure, Lark kept her head straight at all times, but at this point it was the word respect that aligned more than fear with Dawnstar. Now, though, she didn't bother bring up her second, trivial topic. It would depend on the leader's response to this first question, whether Dawnstar was feeling nice enough to bestow her with the answers she wanted.
The Toyger parted ways with Vixensnarl at the camp entrance, giving her a nod before making a beeline for Dawnstar's den. He only paused to make sure no one was in there with her before entering. A bold move, perhaps, but he came with a gift that he deposited with an overexaggerated bow. "Greetings, M'Lady. I was out hunting with Vixensnarl when I came upon an outsider in our territory. Of course, per your orders, I killed her onsite. She didn't put much of a fight which was disappointing, but at least it didn't ruin the pelt. Vixensnarl told me how you like you receiving them as gifts and showed me how to properly skin the cat so I could give it to you."
Foxtooth had to force his eyes from rolling. "I was actually planning to go out to hunt right now. Should I get the Warrior I'm going with?"" He asked, forcing his stomach in so it looked like he was starving. He tried his hardest not to smile at the idea of escaping. The warrior he picked looked like an oversized scrawny kit. He could easily claw the living Starclan out of them. Let's hope Dawnstar doesn't pick Mirehound to go with him instead. Though he was pretty sure he could outrun her. Now, he felt bad about hurting an innocent cat. But he was too desperate to leave this miserable place. Sure, if he was daring enough, he would trot on Windclan looking for his- he liked to call it- What the hell Foxtooth!? falling in love with a Windclanner?!?! Intrest. He felt sad about leaving his kits and- well. Future Ex behind, but it was for the better.
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[I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but Foxtooth can't really escape without a leader's approval. I do believe it's an actual rule.]
He didn't seem upset more resigned and if she had to put a word to it, anticipating something. Was he scheming something? The leader stared at the Disgrace long and hard, tail lashing behind her in thought. She couldn't tell but considering he didn't proclaim that he'd rise above this nor was he angrily trying to get her to change her mind or hissing insults at her. She couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his head. "You were planning to go hunting and you already have a warrior picked out?" Dawnstar grumbled, eyes narrowing in a touch of confusion. This meant he had plans to leave camp with a warrior before she summoned him to her den. On top of that, she hadn't told him until just now that he was going to be a disgrace, he shouldn't have been making plans to go anywhere without Mirehound until right this second. "Go fetch them and return." She ordered quietly.
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Her question hadn't taken long to be answered. Except, Lark had expected to be called into the den. Tipping her head back to look up at Dawnstar as the large brown tabby appeared, standing at the mouth of her den, Larkfire blinked twice in surprise before opening her mouth to speak. "Cougarpaw passed his assessment." That was all she needed to say, really, but something - two things - nagged at the back of her mind. "Was... Am I allowed to take assessments?" Larkfire questioned, brow furrowing slightly. It wouldn't be a surprise if the answer was in the negative, because she was only eleven moons old, and there was a very valid reason for her not to be doing assessments. Plenty of the apprentices were older and bigger than her, but it had to be fine, right? Larkfire had just assumed that between her allowance to be left unsupervised outside of camp and handling ShadowClan rejoinings, this job came with the rest.
Unironically, her past fear of the colossal leader was gone, the constant wariness that Dawnstar might do something sudden on a whim had faded to an ember. Sure, Lark kept her head straight at all times, but at this point it was the word respect that aligned more than fear with Dawnstar. Now, though, she didn't bother bring up her second, trivial topic. It would depend on the leader's response to this first question, whether Dawnstar was feeling nice enough to bestow her with the answers she wanted.
Cougarpaw? A spark of surprise blossomed within her amber eyes warming them just a tad. One of her grandkits was ready to become a warrior. Dawnstar had been so focused on Roanpaw that she failed to keep track of the rest of her grandkits training. It was a nice shock to hear that Cougarpaw was ready for his warrior ceremony and so young! "That's wonderful news, seemed like Shadefrost can be a competent mentor when he wanted to be." Dawnstar muttered the last bit to herself, blinking the warmth of pride out of her eyes as Larkfire followed up with a question.
"Of course, you can handle assessments. You are a full warrior and even more an Enforcer. Do not let your age sow doubt in your mind, you've worked hard to be where you are right now." Dawnstar meowed, figuring that she was asking such a daft question due to her uncertainty. Dawnstar knew exactly what it felt like to be such a young warrior. She had been the youngest warrior of her generation within ShadowClan as well. She had trained and worked harder than most to be a warrior at ten moons and she made sure to let anyone who thought otherwise know better. Granted, it hadn't made her many friends, but considering she's never had one it was not like she needed any of those.
"You let doubt or uncertainty take root and you're going to make mistakes or worse start doubting yourself over everything little thing. Own your rank and your place within ShadowClan, if I don't want you to do something I'll tell you not to do it." It really was that simple. Dawnstar's never doubted herself, or any decision she made. So she found it hard to understand where Larkfire was coming from there, but as far as the leader was concerned; Larkfire's worries about overstepping her place or whatever was going on within her little head were dismissable since Dawnstar wouldn't let her run around doing anything wrong without saying something. "Is that all?"
The Toyger parted ways with Vixensnarl at the camp entrance, giving her a nod before making a beeline for Dawnstar's den. He only paused to make sure no one was in there with her before entering. A bold move, perhaps, but he came with a gift that he deposited with an overexaggerated bow. "Greetings, M'Lady. I was out hunting with Vixensnarl when I came upon an outsider in our territory. Of course, per your orders, I killed her onsite. She didn't put much of a fight which was disappointing, but at least it didn't ruin the pelt. Vixensnarl told me how you like you receiving them as gifts and showed me how to properly skin the cat so I could give it to you."
Which furball was just walking into her den? Dawnstar swung her head up, finishing grooming an old scar that had been bugging her when the paws made themselves known. As a pretty pelted tom walked in, Dawnstar's whiskers twitched with amusement as it overrode her sparking temper. Flower was getting too comfortable with her if he was under the assumption that he could just walk in without announcing himself. She could forgive him though since he was clearly a fool if that bow said anything about him. "Oh, wow! Ser Flower, who knew you were more than just a pretty face." She spoke in an exaggerated astonished tone.
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Foxtooth
@Undertaker (Sorry! I didn't notice. So caaan he escape?)
Foxtooth nodded in agreement. He kept all his feelings and expressions as low as possible. Really, how do some cats do it? He looked around in the den and trotted out to look for the warrior. When he trotted out, he left claw marks behind. He called out for the Warrior's name.
@MangoLovesCheese (If your still interested you can join with the warrior he talked to earlier i forgot their name)
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Foxtooth
@Undertaker (Sorry! I didn't notice. So caaan he escape?)
Foxtooth nodded in agreement. He kept all his feelings and expressions as low as possible. Really, how do some cats do it? He looked around in the den and trotted out to look for the warrior. When he trotted out, he left claw marks behind. He called out for the Warrior's name.
@MangoLovesCheese (If your still interested you can join with the warrior he talked to earlier i forgot their name)
Mistyblink looked over. Padding to Foxtooth. "Here." she smiled.
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Yes! The first part of operation court Dawnstar was a success. He had not been immediately thrown out of the den. Now it was time for step two. "Only for you, M'Lady. Pretty gifts for the gorgeous she-cat I'd like to court," Slytiger said smoothly yet boldly declaring his intentions. He was serious, but also prepared to be quite literally thrown out of the den and onto his ass. Didn't mean he would give up, though.
Foxtooth
@Undertaker (Sorry! I didn't notice. So caaan he escape?)
Foxtooth nodded in agreement. He kept all his feelings and expressions as low as possible. Really, how do some cats do it? He looked around in the den and trotted out to look for the warrior. When he trotted out, he left claw marks behind. He called out for the Warrior's name.
@MangoLovesCheese (If your still interested you can join with the warrior he talked to earlier i forgot their name)
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Mistyblink looked over. Padding to Foxtooth. "Here." she smiled.
[I would prefer he spends some time as a Disgrace and then see about escaping. Considering that Dawn is giving him a chance at a redemption arc, and he only just became a Disgrace, I'd rather him not just up and escape immediately. Ask me again around the end of April, Scallywagz.]
[Mango, Mistyblink needs to be submitted to the allegiances, please do so as soon as possible]
Dawnstar stared at the scrawny she-cat that walked into the den. That explained why he was so eager to get out of camp, and he seemed so unbothered by his demotion. Mistyblink looked like a complete pushover in a fight, Dawnstar might have to assign escorts for the disgrace from here on out. "Take Sorrelfur with you, and you can head out." Dawnstar ordered with a swish of her tail. The leader could be speculating nothing, but she got a feeling there was a reason Foxtooth picked Mistyblink to tag along on an outing. Dawnstar dismissed the two with a lash of her tail.
Yes! The first part of operation court Dawnstar was a success. He had not been immediately thrown out of the den. Now it was time for step two. "Only for you, M'Lady. Pretty gifts for the gorgeous she-cat I'd like to court," Slytiger said smoothly yet boldly declaring his intentions. He was serious, but also prepared to be quite literally thrown out of the den and onto his ass. Didn't mean he would give up, though.
[I'm not going to lie, this threw me for a loop when I first read it. Did not see it coming at all. ]
So she's been winded before, it didn't happen as much since she had grown but as a paw, she's had her breath knocked out of an older warrior. The inability to catch her breath felt similar to the sensation that was hitting her right now. She was thoroughly at a loss of words for a heartbeat as Slytiger apparently had intentions to court her? What? That doesn't even sound right in her head, let alone spoken aloud.
Feeling very much like her RPer when he first read the post, Dawnstar was baffled once she saw that Slytiger wasn't playing a joke on her. No one dared to court her of all cats. It was unthinkable, aside from her reputation, Dawnstar was far from your average she-cat and the mere thought that any cat would want to court her seemed improbable. There was her former mate, Grimhound, but he had been as abnormal as Dawnstar and they had some unspoken agreement revolving around their relationship.
Her bafflement turned to mild suspicion as she tried to figure out what angle the warrior was working here and what he expected to get out of courting her let alone becoming her mate. Dawnstar wouldn't say she gave any of her kin truly any special treatment aside from tolerating them a bit more. Love was a foreign concept to Dawnstar, she could care, and even show brief bouts of affection, but love wasn't something understood let alone knew how to give any cat. Regardless of any cat's relationship with the Queen, she never let any cat come before or in between her desires, goals, actions, and decisions.
Slytiger never seemed all that manipulative, though. No matter how she tossed it and turned, she didn't understand what he was aiming at with this courting business. Yet, at the end of the day, she could do with a new mate, and the tom was pretty so... "If you want to court me, knock yourself out." She settled, done debating the pros and cons of allowing this. She was pretty sure even if she said no he'd still run around pestering her in some daft attempt to woo her. "Impress me and you might have the slightest chance." He'd be the one mousebrain who made her regret this later, she was practically permitting him to annoy her now.
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[I would prefer he spends some time as a Disgrace and then see about escaping. Considering that Dawn is giving him a chance at a redemption arc, and he only just became a Disgrace, I'd rather him not just up and escape immediately. Ask me again around the end of April, Scallywagz.]
[Mango, Mistyblink needs to be submitted to the allegiances, please do so as soon as possible]
Dawnstar stared at the scrawny she-cat that walked into the den. That explained why he was so eager to get out of camp, and he seemed so unbothered by his demotion. Mistyblink looked like a complete pushover in a fight, Dawnstar might have to assign escorts for the disgrace from here on out. "Take Sorrelfur with you, and you can head out." Dawnstar ordered with a swish of her tail. The leader could be speculating nothing, but she got a feeling there was a reason Foxtooth picked Mistyblink to tag along on an outing. Dawnstar dismissed the two with a lash of her tail.
[I'm not going to lie, this threw me for a loop when I first read it. Did not see it coming at all. ]
So she's been winded before, it didn't happen as much since she had grown but as a paw, she's had her breath knocked out of an older warrior. The inability to catch her breath felt similar to the sensation that was hitting her right now. She was thoroughly at a loss of words for a heartbeat as Slytiger apparently had intentions to court her? What? That doesn't even sound right in her head, let alone spoken aloud.
Feeling very much like her RPer when he first read the post, Dawnstar was baffled once she saw that Slytiger wasn't playing a joke on her. No one dared to court her of all cats. It was unthinkable, aside from her reputation, Dawnstar was far from your average she-cat and the mere thought that any cat would want to court her seemed improbable. There was her former mate, Grimhound, but he had been as abnormal as Dawnstar and they had some unspoken agreement revolving around their relationship.
Her bafflement turned to mild suspicion as she tried to figure out what angle the warrior was working here and what he expected to get out of courting her let alone becoming her mate. Dawnstar wouldn't say she gave any of her kin truly any special treatment aside from tolerating them a bit more. Love was a foreign concept to Dawnstar, she could care, and even show brief bouts of affection, but love wasn't something understood let alone knew how to give any cat. Regardless of any cat's relationship with the Queen, she never let any cat come before or in between her desires, goals, actions, and decisions.
Slytiger never seemed all that manipulative, though. No matter how she tossed it and turned, she didn't understand what he was aiming at with this courting business. Yet, at the end of the day, she could do with a new mate, and the tom was pretty so... "If you want to court me, knock yourself out." She settled, done debating the pros and cons of allowing this. She was pretty sure even if she said no he'd still run around pestering her in some daft attempt to woo her. "Impress me and you might have the slightest chance." He'd be the one mousebrain who made her regret this later, she was practically permitting him to annoy her now.
Alright! I will)
Mistyblink let out a sigh. "Well well" she meowed. Her tone silky soft, she had learned to keep a silky and respectful tone from her mother, Emberwing. Her tone soft as a feather, but her eyes cold as stone. Why couldn't she just hunt? "Also Dawnstar...if I may ask you an related question?" she asked shyly.
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