ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Spiderfrost]

-- @Casper --

"Windclan." she informed politely, though stiff. She was not going to stumble over her words for this. She shifted her tail over her paws though regardless to hid the nervous flex of her claws on the ground.

She watched Icestars face twitch, most likely keeping from letting frustration--or anger get the better of her. It was...hopefully a good sign she could leave with perhaps only harsh words.

Thank Starclan she wasn't leaving for Thunderclan or Riverclan though. That she knew would for sure lead to either her untimely death by either private or public execution by Icestar. Or a good run out the forest hoping none of the more...violent members of the clan decide to make a game of it. Like Duskstar had with that very public exiling during the gathering. Then again, the black cat before her would probably be the least likely to want to act out a punishment of Duskstar's in the event she could be compared to them.

The calico blinked, setting that train of thought derailing before she lost control of her calm. Panic at the possibilities of Icestars reaction to her blatantly telling her she was leaving the clan was not productive at all. And it felt more fair than sneaking off into the night like a lawless rogue without warning. That idea didn't sit right with her, regardless now of how she would be perceived after this.

[Undertaker]

Maybe it wasn't just him she stuttered like that around? The deputy raises his ears to hear Nightpaw through her stutter, the apprentice's voice was rather soft or Beastspark might just be going deaf as he gets older. His head does the curious tilting thing as she speaks to Frostpaw. He blinks his eyes a few times before he realizes that Frostpaw didn't have much knowledge on patching up dens. Has he never done it before? He didn't see why the tom would offer to help if he didn't know how to help or at least didn't outright ask for help. But he was coming to the conclusion that not all cats were as vocal as some. Since Nightpaw had already offered, Beastspark wouldn't intervene unless it was needed.

As Nightpaw points out a few more holes that need work and Frostpaw the wall, the deputy nods. This would get done faster if he had more volunteers, it was disappointing that it appeared only the apprentices seemed to care about taking care of the camp. Noting that they were running low on brambles, Beastspark stretches once more to work the kinks out of his muscles.

"Finish with the smaller holes and the wall if you can. Don't strain yourselves if you can't reach high enough, I can do it." Beastspark knew from experience that pulling muscles was a painful feeling. "Once you're done with that you two can go eat and rest up. I'll finish with the bigger hole and whatever's leftover myself." They still had their mentors and training to do so Beastspark didn't want to keep them too long. "I'll be right back." He tosses his last words over one broad shoulder as he leaves to fetch more stuff to fix up the den.
@bmkmb @Estelle

[Sweetie]

The tears of pain slowly trickled away as she nodded to her mentor. "Okay." Perhaps Sheeplight truly didn't mean for that to happen and Duskpaw was being stupid. But a small part of her felt that maybe her mentor did mean for it to happen a little.
Holding back a yowl when the warrior took the splinter out of her paw the blood started to gush slightly faster. Weren't you suppose to leave the object in until you were at the med den? Well, the apprentice was not one to question her mentor. "I'll see you later Sheeplight!" Forcing the happy chirp in her voice and the happy smile when she truly just wanted to over-exaggerate her wound because it felt that bad. Slowly the small calico hobbled her way back to the camp.

@x ghostie

[tye]

Soft, high pitch whimpers that can quickly assume to be from an apprentice or a mere kit echoed by the entryway. The sound faded away and a shadow cast from the walls as a huge ginger warrior limped inside with weary tawny eyes scoping the area until it rested on the medicine cat. His demeanor looked forbidding when staring down at her but he sat down quietly, waiting for his turn. Sleepylion shifted in discomfort, ears pinned back wincing every second whenever he flexed his injected paw.
He cleared his throat followed by a low grunt to get Irisflame's attention. Despite being a big guy, he's not all that memorable and can be easily forgotten.
@Moon Lily

[Socks]

[ Sorry this was posted so late, @Lynxpaw ]

Softheart stretched after her afternoon meal, licking the remaining remnants off of her maw. She had yet to get the chance to properly get to know her new apprentice, Thornpaw, so she figured she should change that. The only experience she'd had with cats her age was with her own kits, though Littlepaw had quite the different personality to the reserved apprentice Softheart had seen. She had the thought that introducing the two could help her get to know her apprentice, and maybe Littlepaw could become a friend of Thornpaw's?

"Thornpaw!" She called into the apprentice's den, already knowing her son was lounging in the clearing to groom his fur before going to his nest for the night. "L-littlepaw, come too." She flicked her tail and the fawn-point tom was quick to her side with a smile, his eyes wide and ready as he questioned what it was his beloved mother needed from him.

[BEAR.]

Originally Posted by Sparkling Bliss

[ @BILL.; ]

Citrusflower padded into the nursery to rest for the rest of the day when she scented the new elder Foxbite. The eyeless forever queen padded over to him. "Are you settling in well?", she asked. She remembered her first day in the nursery as a forever queen. It felt weird, but it didn't anymore.

The calico molly gave her ear a quick flicker and her tail swished back and fourth.

Foxbite jumped a little in surprise at being approached. He figured the queens would have more important things to worry about than him! .. It was sweet, in a way. "Oh, yes, it's been quite cozy! .. If not a little overwhelming." A weak, uncertain chuckle. "I never thought I would have to retire early."

[BEAR.]

Falcondive had to take a moment to ponder this. Though he was not pleased necessarily to be on guard duty, the less-heavy restrictions did alleviate some of his concerns.

Being overworked was meaningless to him. All that mattered was having freedom. "Okay," he agreed. "Now that you elaborated, that seems reasonable. I will take guarding from dusk to Moonhigh."

The thought of Bravedawn having dawn did not occur to him until after, but he liked the idea of minimal interaction during the nightfall. He simply did not like his Clan-mates enough to want a different time.

[ @Slushie, @Casper ]

[cmdR_Paige]

Originally Posted by Mumble

Sagewhisker smirked, 'not too shabby' She felt herself get pinned to the ground, so she attempted to fling him off. If that worked, she would try to pin him down.

Ashpaw took the blow with a grunt, but held his ground. Two heartbeats had passed already, and he was hoping to win.

[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Sparkling Bliss

[ @Rainquail; ]

Citrusflower nodded. It felt nice to be back in camp now that the battle was over with. It had been a while ago, but she felt everyone was still healing from it. "Just the usual. Taking care of the kits in the nursery while the mothers get a bit of a break. My daughter has finally left the den. She was severely injured in the battle and she wouldn't leave my side. ", she responded. It had only been a couple of days since Ebonypaw was better and had left to begin her training again.

"I'm glad things are somewhat normal in the nursery and that Ebonypaw is doing better." Whiskernose commented softly. He assumed it was Ebonypaw as he had little knowledge about any of her adopted children.

[teddy.]

Snailkit was beaming like a ball of sunlight under his mothers appreciation. Postisive enforcement was practically a god when working with the small brown blob of kitten chub. A squeaky, broken purr began to tumble out from the wobbly kitten as Snailkit attempted to bump his little round head againist his mothers left, rubbing his soft kit down upon her own fur.

"Ma! Frosspow helped 'e find you!" Snailkit wa practically vibrating. Before the white apprentice could leave his blue-green sight, he had toppled over to give him a bump of his own, even if Snailkits attempt to show him affection was more like a baby goat practicing head butts.

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