ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[TwilightpawTheSmolBean]

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

The silver tabby smiled, "Good. But work on you accuracy, some lizards tails can come off, you were lucky that one wasn't." The Tom put his head in the air, scanning it for scents, atleast, he found a lizard on a tree. "Try catch that one. It's one that has a falling of tail. So you will have to be precise." The fluffy tom explained. She's quite quick. I wonder if I could teach her to hunt snakes. "If you can catch it, I'll teach you to hunt snakes."

Twilightpaw slowly crept toward the lizard, and once she was close enough she pounced. she managed to claw the lizard when it tried to run, and it fell off the tree. Then she leaped off the tree and chased the lizard. She waited until she was close, then she bit it's neck, still running. The lizard died and she went and picked it up. that was...harder than i expected it to be. at least i caught it though. She thought, and brought the lizard back to Bumbleleap.

[Momotaro]

Originally Posted by TwilightpawTheSmolBean

Twilightpaw slowly crept toward the lizard, and once she was close enough she pounced. she managed to claw the lizard when it tried to run, and it fell off the tree. Then she leaped off the tree and chased the lizard. She waited until she was close, then she bit it's neck, still running. The lizard died and she went and picked it up. that was...harder than i expected it to be. at least i caught it though. She thought, and brought the lizard back to Bumbleleap.

The silver tabby smiled. "Bury, it we'll get it later. Now, let's try hunting snakes. It's kinda like battle practice; speed is key. But first we have to find one." Bumbleleap explained as he wandered over to some flat slate rocks. They will be warm, snakes will be here.... But it's to dry. Maybe near the river,... The Tom looked over at his apprentice. "Where will they be?" He smiled as he said that, he knew the she-cat would get it right. Twilightpaw had less strength than others but, her intelligence and speed made her craftier and better.

[TwilightpawTheSmolBean]

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

The silver tabby smiled. "Bury, it we'll get it later. Now, let's try hunting snakes. It's kinda like battle practice; speed is key. But first we have to find one." Bumbleleap explained as he wandered over to some flat slate rocks. They will be warm, snakes will be here.... But it's to dry. Maybe near the river,... The Tom looked over at his apprentice. "Where will they be?" He smiled as he said that, he knew the she-cat would get it right. Twilightpaw had less strength than others but, her intelligence and speed made her craftier and better.

Twilightpaw thought for a moment. "They'll be near the river. Snakes need heat, but they also need a way to cool down so they dont burn to death." She mewed, as she buried the two lizards she had caught.

[Brooklyn Trees]

Originally Posted by Spirited Darkness

Tawnykit could see that he was doing something that seemed a bit like sizing her up, but she ignored him until he spoke, her thoughts somewhat drifting. “What I meant was, we are the same in that sense. In most other ways, we are different.” she said, her voice, which wasn't loud, carried with it a hint of malice in her voice. Although, considering she was a kit, it probably didn't show up very much. Looking around, she rested her blazing amber gaze on her paws, forcing herself not to tremble from both the cold and the anger.

She wondered if he hated StarClan as much as she did. And if so, Tawnykit couldn't help but wonder if his reasons were as good as hers. StarClan had turned on her family, if in fact StarClan was real, as she wasn't so sure it was. She hated StarClan, for, thanks to the belief in it. Muttering quietly about mouse-brained StarClan lovers, she looked back up at Bugpaw, her eyes giving away no emotion other than the usual burning anger that hadn't left her eyes since the death of her mother. Tightening her jaw, she flattened her large brown ears and focused her attention on the snow between her paws. She wanted to yowl up to the sky and let her anger break loose, but the kit held back, knowing that doing so would only make things worse for her.

She wished that things were different, but they weren't, and nothing could change that. Sighing, the young molly lashed her tail to and fro behind her, trying to keep her anger in check. If she didn't, Tawnykit knew that bad things would happen, and she would regret it very much. Growling in a low tone, mostly to everything that angered her, she glanced up, back at the long furred black tom. She felot that he was safe, and he hated things as much as she did. She didn't trust him, but she knew he wasn't scared of her as many cats were.

Bugpaw flicked his dark ears as the she-cat began to speak, fighting the urge to just storm off, away from this kit who hates the world as much as he did. It showed him what others would see him as, and he was no longer sure if this was what he wanted to be, which frustrated him immensely.
The ragdoll lashed his tail, flattening his hears and omitting a low growling sound, though muffled, about the same time as Tawnykit did the same.
He looked up sharply at her as this happened, narrowing his eyes at her.

He wasn't sure if he hated or simply disliked this she-cat, or perhaps if he was even indifferent towards her. Indifference was about as close as he got to liking anybody.
Except, that is, one particular she-cat from another clan. But that was a while ago and he was now pushing himself to forget that and go back to hating everything just so that he wouldn't have to lose somebody else.

He forced himself back into the present, still half-glaring at the smaller cat.
"In the aspect of hating." He said, by way of agreement, though he disliked to admit any similarities to anybody, whether it be fur color or mutual hatred.
He lashed his tail against the ground, blinking at her with narrowed eyes and still flattened ears.
He had not managed to calm himself down to the level of disliking the world once again, he still despised and hated the very existence of everything, including himself, though he had refrained from lashing out.

[graves]

@The eye of the storm
Tawnymouth padded into the clearing,shaking the littering snowflakes off of her multicolored pelt. She had just came from a patrol,around the borders of the other territories. This leaf-bare had been a little hard of her,during the EE she had lost her mate and kits,and was still grieving. She missed them,she really did. Sitting in the entrance of the nursery as she watched her kits played with her mate settled next to her,what he'd do to have any of that back. It was gone,but she was still accepting that. In order to help her deal with it she often visited the nursery still to spend time with the kits,which she was planning to do. She sat a little bit away from the nursery entrance,laying on her side and feeling the cold snow beneath her.

[Momotaro]

Originally Posted by Wolfybro

@The eye of the storm
Tawnymouth padded into the clearing,shaking the littering snowflakes off of her multicolored pelt. She had just came from a patrol,around the borders of the other territories. This leaf-bare had been a little hard of her,during the EE she had lost her mate and kits,and was still grieving. She missed them,she really did. Sitting in the entrance of the nursery as she watched her kits played with her mate settled next to her,what he'd do to have any of that back. It was gone,but she was still accepting that. In order to help her deal with it she often visited the nursery still to spend time with the kits,which she was planning to do. She sat a little bit away from the nursery entrance,laying on her side and feeling the cold snow beneath her.

Mistkit pricked his ears as he heard paw steps. The half-blind kit stumbled back, and fell into a large pile of snow. The young tom dug his way out of it, and looked over at the direction of the sounds. Mistkit saw a large fluffy warrior, but patches were missing, and everything was blurry. The slate-grey tabby cautiously padded forward; the older cats never let him play. It was unfair though, the tom was a strong and healthy cat. Just because he couldn't see well didn't mean he was useless, did it? On closer inspection Mistkit noticed he'd smelt the scent before. He knew that a snappy and tough warrior always sat here. They can't be that bad, can they? Summoning up his courage, the kit leapt forward. "Hi, I'm Mistkit? Who are yo-" The kit was cut short as he walked into a particularly deep snow-drift.

[graves]

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

Mistkit pricked his ears as he heard paw steps. The half-blind kit stumbled back, and fell into a large pile of snow. The young tom dug his way out of it, and looked over at the direction of the sounds. Mistkit saw a large fluffy warrior, but patches were missing, and everything was blurry. The slate-grey tabby cautiously padded forward; the older cats never let him play. It was unfair though, the tom was a strong and healthy cat. Just because he couldn't see well didn't mean he was useless, did it? On closer inspection Mistkit noticed he'd smelt the scent before. He knew that a snappy and tough warrior always sat here. They can't be that bad, can they? Summoning up his courage, the kit leapt forward. "Hi, I'm Mistkit? Who are yo-" The kit was cut short as he walked into a particularly deep snow-drift.

Tawnymouths ears twitched as she heard tiny paw steps approaching,the crunching of snow coming closer. Her amber eyes recognized a certain kit-one that she had seen around the nursery when she was still a queen. She chuckled when the kit fell,not at him thought,she'd never make fun of another. She leaned forward and nudged the kit upright with her muzzle,and out of the snow. "My name is Tawnymouth,what's yours?" she mewed curiously. She noticed the kits pupils,which indicated to her bad sight but,she didn't mind honestly. She didn't look at the tom as any different in her mind.

[Momotaro]

Originally Posted by Wolfybro

Tawnymouths ears twitched as she heard tiny paw steps approaching,the crunching of snow coming closer. Her amber eyes recognized a certain kit-one that she had seen around the nursery when she was still a queen. She chuckled when the kit fell,not at him thought,she'd never make fun of another. She leaned forward and nudged the kit upright with her muzzle,and out of the snow. "My name is Tawnymouth,what's yours?" she mewed curiously. She noticed the kits pupils,which indicated to her bad sight but,she didn't mind honestly. She didn't look at the tom as any different in her mind.

The slate-grey took a large breath of air as he was released from his icy prison. The kit smiled at Tawnymouth, "Thanks! Your name is nice, it's fierce, like a tawny owl!" Mistkit giggled, his misty Amber eyes, a rare occurrence, filled with delight. The kit waddled closer to her through the snow; "Why do you always come here? I saw you here before I think. It was when I was really Small though.... But then one day you weren't there; and you stood outside here everyday." The young kit questioned, he wasn't being intentionally rude. He was just curious. The Tom felt that lies were a waste of breath, so his honest curiosity wasn't a sin in his eyes.

[graves]

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

The slate-grey took a large breath of air as he was released from his icy prison. The kit smiled at Tawnymouth, "Thanks! Your name is nice, it's fierce, like a tawny owl!" Mistkit giggled, his misty Amber eyes, a rare occurrence, filled with delight. The kit waddled closer to her through the snow; "Why do you always come here? I saw you here before I think. It was when I was really Small though.... But then one day you weren't there; and you stood outside here everyday." The young kit questioned, he wasn't being intentionally rude. He was just curious. The Tom felt that lies were a waste of breath, so his honest curiosity wasn't a sin in his eyes.

"You could say that," the warrior chuckled at the kit excitement over her name. Her warrior name did represent her fierceness, on how her blunt truth could never be sugar coded. Though she did have kind,more gentle moments such as this one. She sighed at Mistkits question,"My kits and mate..they are in Starclan now,so there's no reason for me to be in the nursery anymore,as much as I wish to be." she said gently,seeing as this was a kit she could just bluntly say they died,but put it in a better child like wording. "Though it's alright,I like to watch the kits and play with them at times out here,like yourself."

[lone]

@Lilly

Lionkit sat in the clearing, the tip of his golden tail twitching back and forth. At the moment, he was bored- something he wasn't used to. Lionkit was used to being involved in some mischief, but right now he couldn't think of anything to do. And since last time he had been caught during Blazingnight's reign...he had been a little more careful. Thankfully it had been by someone who didn't want to see him get in trouble, hurt, or worse. Lionkit could hardly wait until he was an apprentice and would be able to venture out into the territory to hunt, and to explore...no one would be able to tell him he wasn't old enough then. Or that he could get in serious trouble. Or that he was making a mistake. The three things that he always heard from older kits, and younger ones...warriors, and even young apprentices normally didn't think that he was serious. After all, who would suspect that a kit would be able to venture that far out? But Lionkit had often, as long as some goody two-shoes kit didn't tell on him for doing so. He was thankful there weren't too many around. Lionkit rolled over onto his side, his golden tail swishing through the dust on the ground, hues narrowed as he glanced around the clearing again. There had to be someone interesting nearby...there always was! And yet, Lionkit was getting the feeling that maybe he was alone here. He had a bit of a reputation as a troublemaker- but I'm not. I just know there's got to be something more out there then...this. He thought with a sigh, wondering if someone would play with him. The tom knew that most kits felt more like steering clear of him then trying to get to know him, but he wished they would.