ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Doom]

Originally Posted by Casper

Icestar waited a moment, keeping him on his toes. She began to stalk in a circle around him, moving very slowly and purposefully. He certainly talked a lot. At least his stance was correct.
"You know, you won't always be able to sweet-talk your opponents. Most cats won't put up with that." She continued pacing, flicking her tail, until she suddenly lashed out with one front paw, aiming to bat at his side.

peachpaw chuckled, "i can see why you think that, but i like to believe the vocal side of the battle can give the slightest bit of advanta-" just before he finished speaking, icestar lashed her paw at him. gasping, he fled away, just before her paw could sweep his side! panting with the new rush of adrenalin, peachpaw grinned and added some new distance between them. "that was fantastic! again!" he tried his best to run a few laps around her, hoping to dizzy her out.

[Doom]

Originally Posted by touka

"yes sir" snailwind started to lick his pelt clean showing he had a gash on his leg and ear

Bearpaw squinted as Snailwind revealed the wounds along his ear and leg. That much blood from two measly gashes? Odd. Ear gashes aren't that serious, and the leg could be easily fixed with cobwebs. He hoped no more marigold was needed, he could barely feel his tongue right now. Looking up at Thunderhowl, he waited for his mentor's opinion on the situation.

@BILL.

[BEAR.]

Thunderhowl may not have fought in the battle, but he had an inkling of what injuries came from it and he knew this ear and leg nonsense wasn't from it. This cat hardly fought at all.

"Where'd you get these injuries from?" Thunderhowl demanded harshly. "Speak quickly! Now."

@touka, @Fae

[Undertaker]

@Casper
Beastspark twitched his tail and forced his well-muscled body up from the ground. Hearing Icestar calling him, he padded over to her den. He already had an idea of what it was she wanted to speak about. Whether it a scolding or anything like that he had something he wanted to talk to her about as well. "Icestar, what is it you want to talk about?" The tom asked, taking a seat in her den.

[Undertaker]

[Open]
The handsome tom rested in his usual spot in the apprentice den. It seemed like a lot of the apprentices were out training or doing something he no longer cared about. His need for attention and to be the best of the best had dwindled with the loss of his mother. There were small cowlicks of fur that sat unevenly on pelt that he didn't even bother trying clean up. Tigerpaw didn't bother doing much, it was weird not having Rosethorn around to scold him. The depressed apprentice curled around himself tighter faintly wondering when his sister would return to the den. He was getting hungry and he needed Softpaw to fetch him some food.

[CheetahPelt]

Originally Posted by Blissie Bliss

| @CheetahPelt; @Casper; |

Citrusflower looked up at her mother with a smile. Her eyeless face glanced down at her newborn kits. She felt Mirekit move around and then heard that angry mew coming from Ebonykit. Never in her life had she heard a kit sound so full of hatred.

The forever queen heard a cat walk into the nursery. Citrusflower let out a snort at her attitude. "If I could see them I'd think their beautiful too. What do they look like?", she asked, lowering her voice at the last part.

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Ebonykit shoved Mirekit a little bit out of the way to get closer to her mother. She let out a mew of protest when her mother moved her, so Mirekit could come back. The kit let out growl and nuzzled closer to Citrusflower. She sensed two other cats in here besides her mother and her brother.

Mirekit kicked at Ebonykit with his hind paw before snuggling close to both her and Citrusflower. They were warm, and Ebonykit was especially soft. This tiny shekit may have shoved him out of the way, but she was his sister, he had been with her his entire life, even in his mother's womb. His mother was kind and he nuzzled at her side, before continuing to knead her side.

He nudged at Citrusflower's side, trying to find milk. After a moment of searching he mewled softly, continuing to search.

[pidgeon]

@Blissie Bliss @CheetahPelt

"They're both a dark black," Owlfeather told her. "The tom is larger, with long fur--he almost looks like your sister did when she was a kit." She wasn't going to bring up the fact that the she-kit looked like Crowtail out loud. With the tom, she chose to see the resemblance to Icestar, and tried not to think about the fact that the kit resembled his grandfather. This kit will become so much greater than that oaf, She thought to herself.

"These kits are a blessing to the clan. They're going to become strong warriors, I just know it."

[pidgeon]

@Undertaker

"I want a report on the hunting patrols you sent out. I believe you were leading one?" She began, her piercing orange gaze meeting Beastspark's eyes, unwavering. "The fresh-kill pile remains small. Did they do their job? Did they even bring anything back? Regardless, I want three hunting patrols sent out this time. We are in desperate need of food, especially with all these cats in recovery from the attack."

[pidgeon]

Originally Posted by Fae

peachpaw chuckled, "i can see why you think that, but i like to believe the vocal side of the battle can give the slightest bit of advanta-" just before he finished speaking, icestar lashed her paw at him. gasping, he fled away, just before her paw could sweep his side! panting with the new rush of adrenalin, peachpaw grinned and added some new distance between them. "that was fantastic! again!" he tried his best to run a few laps around her, hoping to dizzy her out.

Icestar smirked, not offering any feedback just yet. She was careful, flicking her eyes back and forth and swiveling her head to keep track of him, rather than turning her whole body. He was doing well so far. Or, as well as he could be, she supposed. She waited a moment before lashing out at him once more, aiming to trip him up as he darted in circles around her.

[CheetahPelt]

Originally Posted by Casper

@Blissie Bliss @CheetahPelt

"They're both a dark black," Owlfeather told her. "The tom is larger, with long fur--he almost looks like your sister did when she was a kit." She wasn't going to bring up the fact that the she-kit looked like Crowtail out loud. With the tom, she chose to see the resemblance to Icestar, and tried not to think about the fact that the kit resembled his grandfather. This kit will become so much greater than that oaf, She thought to herself.

"These kits are a blessing to the clan. They're going to become strong warriors, I just know it."

Mirekit could feel the presence of other cats then just his mother and his sister. He struggled to his paws and waved his head around trying to sense the other she cat that the vibrations in the air were coming from. He mewed for Owlfeather, propped up on his front paws, eyes and ears sealed.