ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Silverfur & Co]

Originally Posted by Iceclaw

"No i am im older" tigerkit said and pounced on him darkblaze purred "already wanting to be leader" he said to spiritfrost

Smokekit news "no ur not."

[Drago Victinius Bloodward]

Originally Posted by Silverfur & Co

Smokekit news "no ur not."

"I was born first and im bigger than both of you" tigerkit said batting at him

[Silverfur & Co]

Originally Posted by Iceclaw

"I was born first and im bigger than both of you" tigerkit said batting at him

"So that doesn't mean anything fish breath." He swatted back hissing.

[Ixliora]

Puddlepaw waited for his mentor, Trouttravel to come train him. He wondered what he would learn. Maybe a hunting or battle move! he thought to himself.

[New Adventures]

Originally Posted by Ixliora

Puddlepaw waited for his mentor, Trouttravel to come train him. He wondered what he would learn. Maybe a hunting or battle move! he thought to himself.

Trouttravel trotted by her apprentice, lively despite her old age. "What can you scent," She whispered, lowering her head and looking at Puddlepaw. Puddlepaw had not been her first apprentice, so she knew what she should try. The mottled shecat

[graves]

@RedHead
Daypaw slinked themselves out of the medicine cat den for a moment. The scent of herd radiated off of them, it was a new feeling. It had only been a few nights ago that they were appointed the clan healer but it was still surreal. Of course of all things they would be given the task that interacted with Starclan the most. The thought left a bitter taste in their mouth and they decided to ignore it. They hadnt seen one of their brothers since they had moved dens, it was lonely in the medicine cat den contrast to the apprentices den where apprentices laid huddled close to eachother, giggling in the night over stories and gossip, sharing news about their training and how their mentor whats a burr in their pelt. Theyd miss that. Another strike for Starclan. So they slipped into the clearing, tail twitching and ears flickering as their gaze wandered around the clearing and listening to any gossip they heard. Their eyes went into slits as they saw a group of apprentices past. Here I am stuck in a smelly den with herbs and sick cats.They didnt really have a chose, they supposed. Theyd make sure they were the best damn med cat shadowclan has seen. Though it was hard when every living moment you closed your eyes you say your father dying, flashes or graphic seens, and or night terrors. It was something that Daypaw had to live with. They tasted that bitter taste in their mouth again. They spotted their brother, Canarypaw. They hadnt spoken since Daypaw moved dens. Would he think different of them now they were on different paths ? Hopefully not, or Daypaw would only grow more bitter.

[Ixliora]

Originally Posted by Healthy Diet Pepsi

Trouttravel trotted by her apprentice, lively despite her old age. "What can you scent," She whispered, lowering her head and looking at Puddlepaw. Puddlepaw had not been her first apprentice, so she knew what she should try. The mottled shecat

A gust of wind flew by. He sniffed and looked around. "A frog." He said and then added, "Also a rat." Confidently.

[New Adventures]

Originally Posted by Ixliora

A gust of wind flew by. He sniffed and looked around. "A frog." He said and then added, "Also a rat." Confidently.

"Try the rat," Trouttravel suggested. Last she remembered, the Freshkill Pile was decently stocked, and rat would be a good chance to see what she was working with. Rat could demonstrate battle and hunting skill, so it seemed like a good idea.

[JaxenAmethyst]

@woly

A tawny brown, spotted she-cat curled up in a fresh, juniper green moss bed, her tail tucked under her left hing leg, squished on top of her right hind leg. She had her forelegs extended forward, her paws bent 45 degrees downward. The dark brown-spotted feline shifted on her back, her legs spread in different directions, then shifted back on her right side. Mudclaw let out a low groan, as she struggled to maintain a comfortable position. A few minutes after every shift, either one of her legs began to go numb, or it didn't support her weight. Well, I guess it's a sign from StarClan that I need to get my morning started, she thought. Eventually, she blinked her eyes into a slit. Using her paw, she shielded the sun from her eyes until they adjusted to the pineapple yellow light.
Her eyes had finally managed to get used to the blinding morning rays, and she brought her paw down from her face. Her legs wobbled slightly as she heaved herself up, then extended her forelegs past her head, raising her rear and pointing her tail tip, giving herself a morning wake-up stretch. She shook her pelt slightly, before making her way out of the Warriors' Den.

She had arrived once again, and plopped down on her juniper green moss, releasing her grip on a Xenopus frog, letting it fall to the ground. Before she could take a delicious bite, she saw a figure moving in the den. Her eyes grew wide as she took a deep breath, finally gathering the courage to begin a conversation with the blind warrior. "He-." She stopped the sentence. Agh, I can't do this!

[Ixliora]

Originally Posted by Healthy Diet Pepsi

"Try the rat," Trouttravel suggested. Last she remembered, the Freshkill Pile was decently stocked, and rat would be a good chance to see what she was working with. Rat could demonstrate battle and hunting skill, so it seemed like a good idea.

Puddlepaw quietly rushed to the rat. Now it was just a couple paws (feet) away. He did a hunters' crouch, and made sure his tail was tucked in and his paws were placed lightly on the ground, o he could spring foward, towards the rat. He leaped on top of it and delivered a sharp blow in the neck, which instantly killed it.