ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Talon]

Originally Posted by Hexict

@WarriorBorn

A small bundle of fur sprinted from the nursery and into the clearing. He was only about two moons old, but slightly smaller than the other kits his age. Though the same could not be said for her twin. Thornkit on the other paw is a bit larger than the other kits their age and looks about a moon or two older than he really was. He himself was glad that his brother was already big, it kept the other kits from picking on them. Neither Volekit nor Thornkit had any clan blood in their veins, and therefore usually viewed as lesser by some of their clanmates as well as a target for bullying. But Thornkit could easily intimidate the others into silence, and since he never left Volekit's side Volekit rarely got any of the bullying lately either.

"Try to catch me!" He yowled towards Thornkit, whom was still in the nursery. Volekit was faster than his brother - but he was also clumbsy. The small tabby suddenly trip and hit the ground. He quickly scrambled back to his paws, not surprised at his own clumsiness. Volekit laugh again and turned to look at his brother. No matter what they played, it was always Thornkit that won - unless he decided to throw the game for Volekit - but the small twin still loved playing with him nonetheless. Infact, he was truly proud to be Thornkit's brother, he was big and strong and Volekit loved him to pieces.

Thornkit is already ready to become a warrior! He thought, though this was actually far from the truth. To Volekit, Thornkit seemed almost godlike - an unstoppable force that was amazing in every way. He was protective and kind towards Volekit and was always there for him. But little did he know, Thornkit had a secret darkness in him, but he just never showed it around Volekit.

Thornkit bolted out of the nursery and chased after his brother. The larger kit sneered when Volekit called back for him to try and catch him. You're doomed! He thought playfully, eying the other kit's white tipped tail. Thornkit saw his chance when Volekit tripped and hit the ground of the clearing. He leaped forward and pinned his brother to the ground with his powerful paws. "You run fast like a squirrel but I will always catch you like prey!" Thornkit yowled. The only person that Thornkit cared about was Volekit, he loved him deeply while he hated everyone else around him. He hated Shadowclan because of how they treated him and Volekit especially since they tried to bully Volekit everytime he wasn't around. He also hated their parents since Iceclaw acts like they were some strangers kits and Shrew always looked at them with hatred. Thornkit even hated their older siblings who never bothered with them like Iceclaw. But someday Thornkit planned on becoming an amazing warrior and maybe even leader some day, then no one would look down on him and he would make anyone who harmed him and Volekit pay.

Thornkit watched Volekit for a second and then stepped off of him and let him get up. "Do you want to try to catch me now?" He asked and looks at him with kind eyes that he never looked at anyone else with. Volekit would probably be better as the chaser since he was so fast but Thornkit has more balance then him. Even for a kit he was already showing his agility and promise to become strong.

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[Starfall]

Originally Posted by Inglewood Binks

@starfall

(sorry for the sloppiness, I was rushed)
Acorntuft settled back comfortably as he watched the husky grey kit scamper off with a beaming, malicious grin. His head rested on his paw once again. He even looked over and inspected his claws as if the tom was taking too long for his liking. But when the grey mat of fuzz re-entered, the brown elder brightened up, or whatever ''brightening'' could happen on his ancient face. His paw that Acorntuft had been scanning reached out and made grabbing motions, while his pine green eyes pasted on the frog in the kit's jaws. Snagging it by one of its limp legs, the elder cupped it with both his paws and inspected it.
''Fat as they come,'' Acorntuft mrrowed, squishing its slimy tummy until his jaws gaped, and he indulged in the kit's offerings.
After a few moments of Acorntuft's noisy and discourteous chomping, the elder licked the frog's remains and sat back, at least from where he lay. He licked his paw, his face glowing with satisfaction until his eyes flicked towards Sootkit with a look of surprise, evidently forgetting about his entire existence.
''Well!'' Acorntuft mused, patting his belly that was less fat than he liked it due to the winter. ''Good on ya, boy! Now, now, that frog was absolutely divine, but would'ja do me a favour and give me a one-for on my old back?'' Acorntuft, whom one would know not to give him one favour before the neediness struck, was already rolling onto his stomach. ''Just step on it and, you know, do whatever. I'll start blabbin' about stuff.'' He meowed, pointing at his backside with an extended claw.

{It's quite alright, mine's fairly late ;v; so there's no need to apologize, and no need to rush~ just reply whenever you've got free time for this little role play~}

The dusky grey Tom cocked his head to the side and flicked his ear as the Elder began to stuff his face, the noises the old Tom made slightly disgusted the younger, but he pushed that emotion away and instead replaced it with amusement and joy, he was happy that Acorntuft liked the piece of prey he chose for him, made him feel slightly accomplished. He straned a gasp at the elders next request, he looked down at his paws and shuffled them, his golden gaze shone with uncertainty "I don't think you want that, I'm fairly large for my size, I wouldn't want to hurt you." he stated, his tail tip twitched. The smoky grey Tom let out a sigh and slowly made his way on top of the elders back and started to gently rub the toms back, he didn't want to tell the elder no, if they asked for it, he would do it for them, they at least deserved that much. He suppressed a shiver as a cold wind blew into the den, his fur ruffled and he sneezed, he hated the cold it was his least favorite season. He let out a snort and flicked his ear, he made a mental not to fix that once he became an apprentice, he would make it his first priority.

Sootkit continued to gently rub acorntuft on the back in small, circular motions, making sure he rubbed all of the stiff muscles. He looked at the back of the elders head and smiled sweetly "I'm okay with any story really, no need to pick your brain to find an exciting one." he purred, he really meant it, he believed that elders were precious to the clans, the gave the clan wisdom and they gave the apprentices some chores to do, he liked to make sure his paws were always working, always doing something. He sat quietly as he was rubbing the old toms back and listened quietly, awaiting patently for the elder to begin his story.

[. beachtide .]

{New OC time X3}

Smokestreak sat in the clearing, looking up at the sky, his pale green eyes showing the white drifts of cloud moving across the sky. He was just outside the Warriors den, staring at the wide sky, thinking of what he should do. He looked over at the fresh-kill pile. He thought of taking something to eat, but decided not to. I haven't even hunted for the Clan yet today, he thought to himself calmly. He then stood up and padded towards the entrance, walking out to go hunting.

[Spirit]

Moondancer walked out from the warrior's den, planning to find her mother. She'd been feeling very ill in the mornings lately, and that was worrying her. She'd seen the same symptoms with her mother twice before, and was partly terrified of what it meant. But at the same time, hope and happiness bubbled inside her. If this was what she thought it was, she'd honestly be thrilled.
Peering around the clearing, she couldn't exactly spot her mother at first, and then realized how incredibly hungry she felt. Her hunger had also increased a lot, which were also symptoms she'd seen in her mother before. She felt like she had to eat all the time to keep herself satisfied. It was nagging her. What was nagging her even more, however, was that her abdomen was getting bigger and heavier by each day.
Passing over to the fresh kill pile, Moondancer decided to wait for Jaysong to get in sight. Whilst she was waiting, she'd eat. She'd find the plumbest fresh kill in the pile, sit down in a nice cool area, and consume it. Good plan, yes.
Whilst going there, she also looked around for her very good friend, who had become more than just a friend a while ago. Ocelotpath didn't seem to be around either, atleast not now. That bothered her. She felt like having that warm feeling she got around him. It would be nice. She loved him dearly. And she were sure he would also want to hear if her suspicions were true.

( @Lonestar23 starting the symptoms now, so how about this RP is time skipped to after they've admitted their love and stuff? @Marble )

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by Lawlipop

When she left the tom to be alone and cool down, she did deep breathing to simmer down her anger and it actually felt like it was working. The heat began to vanish and she felt a cool feeling and began to relax. She even let out a little purr. She opened her eyes again as a newly calmed cat. Then she noticed he came back. The heat immediately went back in her body. This time, she didn't try and hide her anger. Growling that first came out quiet gradually got louder and all her fur on her tail and back rose on end as if they had minds of their own and was just as upset as she was. She rose and with her claws and fangs exposed, she glared her yellow eyes up at him and spat, "Listen here, okay? I understand I have duties to attend to. I am not mousebrained like you think I am. I understand that I prey to hunt. But let me show you sometime your own eyes can't see." She flicked her tail over to the fresh kill pile. "Look at how much food we have. Look at how full every cat's bellies are. This is in leafbare as well. What is the point of hunting more prey if we already have a mountain of them here in clan? Do you want all of the food around here to be completely gone?" she hissed. Sorrelbreeze felt a bit embarrassed for blowing up one another clanmate. She wasn't the type of cats who was in full control of her emotions and didn't really know how to hide them well. She didn't have anger issues, she knew this. But this tom. This tom right here who looked down on her with his yellow eyes. His voice. Everything about him irritated him. Why did he have to come back? Why? She felt like she was in a nightmare that never ended.

It wasn't uncommon for other's pleasant moods to be completely ruined by Badgersong, then again, he doesn't actively attempt to ruin their moods, it's just an unfortunate side effect for what he truly intends. Just as if she were purring, there was no emotional change in his face when Sorrelbreeze began to growl, his yellow gaze remaining on the she-cat as it gradually grew louder, his gaze flickering to take note of the bristling furs that rose up along her spine and tail before looking back at her face, again, no change to his own. The claws and fangs were also noticed but Badgersong hardly took a step back when she stood and spat up at him the pointed words she had to say.
When she motioned to the fresh kill pile, he didn't bother to look over at it, he knew what it looked like and didn't need her to get him to notice it.
"I'm sorry, but do you truly think that your own duty around this clan is hunting? Have you learned anything from your training as an apprentice? Despite you not being directly placed on a border patrol, you should still survey the territory for any predators or anything that could cause harm to one of your clanmates! If the fresh kill pile is full, then why haven't you found at least one thing around camp to do to help better Shadowclan. Is it really too much to ask for that? Too much to ask for you to stop watching kits, that will very likely be playing all day, for a few seconds so that you can better your clan, or help protect it?"
There was anger in his voice now and he had to clench his jaw shut after speaking, shaking his head.
"It's a shame that it's becoming so much of a hassle to get warriors to do their duties. It's almost as if no one gives two foxdungs about Shadowclan anymore, the pride of being a warrior."
Exhaling sharply through his nose, the black and white warrior with the long scar on his shoulder shook his head, turned around, and began walking with his slight limp back to where he had dropped his prey, settling down slowly, the look of frustration and anger still on his face.

[Acorntail]

Deerpaw skipped into the clearing with a smile plastered onto her brown muzzle. Her white speckled hind legs and back shimmered slightly where the sun rays reached through tall, mighty Pine trees. 'Where was everyone?' The she-cat thought placing her small lizard (that she'd caught) on a small Rock nearby

[lone]

Originally Posted by Spirit

Moondancer walked out from the warrior's den, planning to find her mother. She'd been feeling very ill in the mornings lately, and that was worrying her. She'd seen the same symptoms with her mother twice before, and was partly terrified of what it meant. But at the same time, hope and happiness bubbled inside her. If this was what she thought it was, she'd honestly be thrilled.

Peering around the clearing, she couldn't exactly spot her mother at first, and then realized how incredibly hungry she felt. Her hunger had also increased a lot, which were also symptoms she'd seen in her mother before. She felt like she had to eat all the time to keep herself satisfied. It was nagging her. What was nagging her even more, however, was that her abdomen was getting bigger and heavier by each day.
Passing over to the fresh kill pile, Moondancer decided to wait for Jaysong to get in sight. Whilst she was waiting, she'd eat. She'd find the plumbest fresh kill in the pile, sit down in a nice cool area, and consume it. Good plan, yes.
Whilst going there, she also looked around for her very good friend, who had become more than just a friend a while ago. Ocelotpath didn't seem to be around either, atleast not now. That bothered her. She felt like having that warm feeling she got around him. It would be nice. She loved him dearly. And she were sure he would also want to hear if her suspicions were true.

( @Lonestar23 starting the symptoms now, so how about this RP is time skipped to after they've admitted their love and stuff? @Marble )

Ocelotpath padded into the clearing, the Bengal's tail twitching from side to side. He couldn't believe it. Confusion had been a strong emotion only a couple of days ago but now, now everything seemed so much clearer to him. Just as long as he was with his friend, things were going to be fine. Well-- she wasn't exactly just his friend anymore, and he was incredibly grateful for her company. He was still slightly confused about what had happened...just exactly how had everything been so quick? He was glad that things worked out the way they did, however.
He was glad it hadn't taken as long. And they would still be friends, at least he was hoping that it wouldn't be like some of the couples he saw around the clearing who always hung around and did nothing. Though he knew there were...special...circumstances that would cause that. In which case he would probably be scared. What was he going to do if they had kits? What if things went wrong? What if she died giving birth to their kits? What if the kits didn't like him, or what if he ended up being a horrible father? Calm down, Ocelotpath. You're getting way ahead of yourself, he told himself sternly, though his thoughts still prodded and nagged at his mind.
He spotted the one cat he loved-- Moondancer-- just a short ways away. A smile came onto his maw as he approached her, coming up behind her and sitting down beside her, looking over at the silvery female with his golden hues. "Surprise." He mewed in a low voice, before the smile grew on his maw. There was no way he could remain serious...he was too excited around the she cat. And he knew he must seem like the most unlikely friend for a Deputy-- the most unlikely love-- but he knew he would protect her when she needed it, and stand by her even if she didn't.
He was determined to prove his worth.

[Tundra]

@Shadomaru

Flamewing sat in the clearing. She glanced at the kill pile. That could use some restocking. She stood up, stretched and padded over to the camp entrance.

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Originally Posted by Flameleaf

@Shadomaru

Flamewing sat in the clearing. She glanced at the kill pile. That could use some restocking. She stood up, stretched and padded over to the camp entrance.

Falconflight walked up to Flamewing as she was about to leave. "Where are you going?" He asked.

[Tundra]

Flamewing turned around. "Oh," she meowed. "Just hunting, want to come?"