Dusk Syndicate Clearing

[goddess of ducks]

Originally Posted by RedHead

At the mention of Lillth, Donovan's ears flattened slightly. Because he was very close to Cassius, Donovan always tried to get to know the statistic tics of his family. He didn't know exactly what was going on with Lillth, but he knew that it couldn't be something good. "It's okay Cassius, I'm sure they'll come around sometime." Donovan didn't really believe his own words though. At the toms next question, Donovan's smirk was back on his face, and his olive green eyes sparked with mischief. "Oh you know, the usual." Donovan purred, then leaned closer to Cassius, pointing his tail towards the nests of the hunters. "I put a few tiny black bugs that live underground in someone's nest." Donovan chuckled, unsheathimg his long, sharp claws and digging them in the hard earth below them. This was a common habit of the toms, he just did it for fun, not because he was angry or excited or anything. "But then, you know, I've been getting yelled at all day by the older fighters. One of them told me to grow up and stop acting like a kit." Donovan rolled his eyes, huffing in exasperation. "I mean, come on, in ten moons. I never act like a kit!" Donovan looked over to the middle of the clearing, where cats were milling about. "And then this other fighter said I should've become a hunter, because I have too much time on my paws." Donovan shivered, sticking his tongue out in disgust. "I could never handle being a hunter."

Cassius didn't exactly believe Donivan when he said Lilith and Onyx would work out later. He didn't think so. His other siblings had told them they had fought before, but not like this. It was a bit scary, not knowing what was wrong with your parents. He didn't understand why they were so angry at each other. But his thoughts were pulled away as Donovan continued. He followed to where his friend pointed his paw. He managed to stifle a snicker as he told him of the prank he had pulled. "Nice one!" He commented in an excited whisper. "Can we do something fun like that now? I want to help you this time." He purred slightly. He hadn't really done something like that before, most of his fun consisting of romping around with Onyx. Now it was time he had some more fun.Donovan wasn't done though, and Cassius reigned himself back in. "You, a kit? Pffft no, you're too big to be a kit. And besides, is there really any harm in acting around?" He chirped in. "Hunters are just something we have to have. It's for the weaker ones who can't fight, gives them something to do. The best go to be fighters. Like me! I'm going to be a fighter when I become a Trainee!" He flashed a proud grin to his companion. "Just like my Dad, then Onyx said we could patrol and fight together, just us if I wanted."

[Static]

Fox groomed his fur in the clearing. Why did I have to be hunting when the war came?! he thought angrily.He was one of the few cats who did not fight. We lost anyways.The co-commander died,and now there is a spot open again.I just have to try harder to make an impression on the commander. he lifted his head and walked out of camp silently and unnoticed. @NightWarrior4Life

[wickedvirtues]

@Little Bird

Obsidian sat in the Clearing, her thick black fur ruffled like always. She glanced around, pale green eyes shooting icy daggers. She curled her tail over her paws, huffing softly as she relaxed. Her ears were pricked as if she suspected something, even though she was simply feeling alert today. She knew she'd have to have social interactions at some point, the question was when.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

@Little Bird

Obsidian sat in the Clearing, her thick black fur ruffled like always. She glanced around, pale green eyes shooting icy daggers. She curled her tail over her paws, huffing softly as she relaxed. Her ears were pricked as if she suspected something, even though she was simply feeling alert today. She knew she'd have to have social interactions at some point, the question was when.

Nettle padded up to the black she-cat with the ruffled fur. She recognized her from somewhere but she wasn't exactly sure. There were a lot of cats in the syndicate, nettle didn't bother counting, actually, more like she didn't care. She continued padding towards the cat and sat down next to her.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Little Bird

Nettle padded up to the black she-cat with the ruffled fur. She recognized her from somewhere but she wasn't exactly sure. There were a lot of cats in the syndicate, nettle didn't bother counting, actually, more like she didn't care. She continued padding towards the cat and sat down next to her.

Right now, Obsidian figured, was the time. "Uh.. hello." she said, mentally face-pawing at her dumb grin and awkward glint in her eyes. Oh fox-dung, Obsidian, remember her name! She thought silently.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Right now, Obsidian figured, was the time. "Uh.. hello." she said, mentally face-pawing at her dumb grin and awkward glint in her eyes. Oh fox-dung, Obsidian, remember her name! She thought silently.

Nettle gave her a brisk nod, she wasn't used to being nice to cats. She was better teasing them. Also, that cat had a dumb grin on her face. But, I guess we all had our weakness. She thought, flicking her tail.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Little Bird

Nettle gave her a brisk nod, she wasn't used to being nice to cats. She was better teasing them. Also, that cat had a dumb grin on her face. But, I guess we all had our weakness. She thought, flicking her tail.

(When your keys hate you)
Obsidian glanced away, a straight expression taking her grin away. "That qualifies" she said so only she could hear, but for a strange reason she didn't want to leave.

[Gusty]

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

@Gusty (sorry this is so late!!!)
A black and white mottled Tom paced to and fro in the humid clearing, sun glaring down on him, making his back look sleek and shiny. An older Tom stood on the opposite side of the clearing to him, watching. After the White Tom let out a growl of frustration and confusion, the other Tom approached. "My sincerest apologies Halite, am I making too much of a racket?" he spoke to the commander slowly through clenched teeth, clearly agitated about something. The hot sunshine didn't help either, burning the back of his neck, scorching his paws and turning the ground into lava. We could use some rain right about now... he thought, scathingly just before the camp sets on fire. What a shame it would be if it did though...poor Halite could be killed... a smirk appeared on his sweaty face, eyes yellow like the blazing stars up above. Not that the Stars meant anything...nothing more than Flecks of light in the sky. Through all his rage, The Tom forgot he was speaking to the commander of the Dusk syndicate and that he needed to speak with respect. Sort yourself out...you really need to up your game if you're gonna be a guard one day...or perhaps co-commander would serfice... he blinked slowly and began to wash his face and groom his snowy pelt to cool it down.

"Yes?" The tom said, obviously startled out of his thoughts. He looked up at the white, slightly larger feline. "No, I believe you're fine..." the gray-pelted continued, dragging out his words slowly because he wasn't sure what else to say. "Is there something that you would like to talk about?" The Syndicate leader inquired, with an almost impatient thump of his tail. He wanted to get things moving.

Usually, cats didn't approach him just for a friendly chat. Most everyone respected him to a high enough level, to the point that he received little 'small talk'. Halite didn't like those pointless conversations, anyways. He wanted things to be down to business and over with. Hah, guess this makes me one of the most distant Commanders ever. Not that I should be proud of that or anything...

Throughout these few seconds, the Commander didn't look up to see the other tomcat's facial expressions. Even though his companion was clearly aggravated, Halite did not pay the slightest attention.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

(When your keys hate you)
Obsidian glanced away, a straight expression taking her grin away. "That qualifies" she said so only she could hear, but for a strange reason she didn't want to leave.

Nettle decided to strike up a conversation. "My names Nettle." She stated to the other cat.

[lone]

Having helped the feline back to camp, and trying to be careful with his movements-- wondering if it had been the best idea for her to get up-- Gavin was now completely panicked. Honestly, this was the most vulnerable place for her to be right now... in the middle of a place of murderers. Why had he had to run into her now? This could easily get him in trouble with some of the more well-known cats. But I did the right thing. A defiant thought flashed though his mind as the light colored tom stood there uncertainly. He needed to go get a Healer; that much was obvious. But he didn't want to move away, for fear that the feline might go crashing to the ground, causing more agony.
　
And that was something Gavin certainly didn't want. Standing there a minute longer, he glanced over at the flame-colored cat with an expression of uncertainty. "Should I... should I get a Healer or take you to the... um... Healers' Den?" He asked, his voice nervous and wavering worriedly. The last time he'd seen someone so badly hurt was the battle between SkyClan and the Dusk Syndicate. A very harsh battle to deal with, but one that Gavin hadn't thought much of... to be honest. There hadn't been much point in attacking SkyClan. So, he hadn't felt the need to be a huge part of it.
@Clover