ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Casual Scribbles]

Originally Posted by Gusty

Swiftfang was sitting around the clearing area, looking around his newly-scarred pelt. There was a small gash on his leg; nothing that major, but it would certainly be permanent. It’d be a token from fighting in battle against SkyClan. The Siamese’s jaw opened up into a small frown at the imperfection, carefully nudging the fur so that it would cover up the wound somewhat. In all this hustle, he nearly missed a faint voice coming in his direction. Under normal circumstances, he’d ignore it, especially if it were a fellow clanmate asking him to do chores. But this voice was familiar; he’d talked with it for quite some time over the last couple of moons. Burrpaw.

“Hmm.” The warrior said, nodding his head at the enthusiasm and ignoring his pelt for a moment. “You beat a warrior?” Was the mentor’s next reply; Burrpaw was relatively young and inexperienced. How could he fight against a full-fledged adult? Swiftfang immediately assumed that Jinxflare wasn’t the most seasoned warrior, or else he wouldn’t have lost. His words held these thoughts, in a hint of amusement and confusion. “That’s certainly something, I suppose.”

“And who exactly was he, this ‘Jinxflare’?” He added on, putting a small damper on the mood, for he was not aware of who the warrior was. The tom swore he’d seen the name somewhere, somehow. It was tingling with familiarity. Someone must’ve mentioned this name recently around the battlefield, or spoke of it during a meeting.

"Err," Burrpaw shuffled his paws, suddenly afraid of his mentor's reaction. His excitement died down as he ducked his head. The wounds he had managed to forget about began to burn with pain, specifically the claw-marks over his eye and muzzle. "She was, uh, Blazingnight's apprentice." He finally answered, lifting his head and looking his mentor in the eye. Or, at least, trying to. The blood blinded him so much that he could barely see what his mentor's reaction would be. The scratches along his flank burned, and his left paw throbbed again.

[~Masked~]

(For @Maplefur)
WrenFeather stepped out of the Warriors Den, she looked around nobody was out yet she was glad about that, the young molly walked over to a tree and sat down under it she started grooming herself, Who would even talk to me anyway?, WrenFeather breathed in and out then rested her head on her paws.

[Maplefur]

Originally Posted by MoonHeart & Friends

(For @Maplefur)
WrenFeather stepped out of the Warriors Den, she looked around nobody was out yet she was glad about that, the young molly walked over to a tree and sat down under it she started grooming herself, Who would even talk to me anyway?, WrenFeather breathed in and out then rested her head on her paws.

Pinestorm padded out of the warriors den, giving a big stretch outside the entrance. He glanced at the small fresh kill pile, ready for an early meal. Leisurely strolling over to the prey, he picked out a squirrel before glancing around. The only other cat currently in the clearing was a molly, sitting all by herself. He gave a slight smirk and padded over to her, head and tail raised high. "Hey there darling, mind if I eat with you?" He asked after dropping the squirrel to his paws. A slight twinge of guilt pulled at his chest. Why? He had no clue, and therefore just pushed it away with a flick of his ear.

[~Masked~]

Originally Posted by Maplefur

Pinestorm padded out of the warriors den, giving a big stretch outside the entrance. He glanced at the small fresh kill pile, ready for an early meal. Leisurely strolling over to the prey, he picked out a squirrel before glancing around. The only other cat currently in the clearing was a molly, sitting all by herself. He gave a slight smirk and padded over to her, head and tail raised high. "Hey there darling, mind if I eat with you?" He asked after dropping the squirrel to his paws. A slight twinge of guilt pulled at his chest. Why? He had no clue, and therefore just pushed it away with a flick of his ear.

WrenFeather looked at the tom a little surprised but she didn't anything just gave a simple nod , The molly didn't mind though the way the tom had looked at her was a little strange He was smirking, but then surely he was not like some of the other clan mates no he didn't look like one of her usual jerkish clan mates WrenFeather lciked down her chest fur as she thought.

[Maplefur]

Originally Posted by MoonHeart & Friends

WrenFeather looked at the tom a little surprised but she didn't anything just gave a simple nod , The molly didn't mind though the way the tom had looked at her was a little strange He was smirking, but then surely he was not like some of the other clan mates no he didn't look like one of her usual jerkish clan mates WrenFeather lciked down her chest fur as she thought.

Pinestorm settled down by Wrenfeather, looking the molly over for a moment. "You sure are pretty," he stated bluntly. Again, he had a weird voice in his head telling him to stop. What is wrong with me? I flirt all the time, this should be no different! What's changed? The image of a pretty black she-cat popped into his mind, and he quickly pushed it away. She was just another flirt. "So, how come you're all by yourself out here?" He asked her, realization dawning on him suddenly. "Oh! How rude of me- I'm Pinestorm." He perked his ears as he waited for her name, leaning down to take a small bite of the squirrel.

[~Masked~]

Originally Posted by Maplefur

Pinestorm settled down by Wrenfeather, looking the molly over for a moment. "You sure are pretty," he stated bluntly. Again, he had a weird voice in his head telling him to stop. What is wrong with me? I flirt all the time, this should be no different! What's changed? The image of a pretty black she-cat popped into his mind, and he quickly pushed it away. She was just another flirt. "So, how come you're all by yourself out here?" He asked her, realization dawning on him suddenly. "Oh! How rude of me- I'm Pinestorm." He perked his ears as he waited for her name, leaning down to take a small bite of the squirrel.

WrenFeather stared at him her ears flattened, she ignored the compliment and then said "I'm WrenFeather.." she was so quiet it was practically a whisper "I like sitting by myself a lot..." WrenFeather shrugged there was an awkward silence the young Molly wasn't much of a talker and didn't wanna say why she was alone.

[lone]

Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

Foxspring was just tucking his paws under his chest when Forestpelt padded up. Not more sympathy, he thought bitterly. He hated being hurt and unable to do anything. He'd much rather be dead than having to deal with all this. His yellow hues met her green ones without emotion. He didn't know what to think of Forestpelt anymore, no matter if they had fought together in battle. The idea that someone doubted him was outrageous. At her apology, he merely grunted again, his gaze unwavering. He hadn't ever warmed up to the feline and after that move in the battle, he wasn't sure he would. "Sorry doesn't fix everything," he murmured without a hesitation. Although before she could say some sharp remark, he continued. "What's done is done and nothing's forgotten," he spoke with a sharp tone. His head finally shifted away from the feline and he began to lick his chest the best he could. It was the area that caused him the most pain, partially from the the claws that had sunk into his skin from the at traitor his clan calls a warrior.


Jaguarclaw was quick to lift his head and his olive gaze bore into the she-cat approaching him. Great. perhaps he should sulk in his own nest? Or with Marbledface? The feeling that he seemed weak wasn't worth the attention that it brought. At her tone, his gaze narrowed. How dare she. Probably a Dark Forest follower by the sounds of it. He simply flicked his tail. The dullness in his gaze sharpened into something irritable. Normally he'd never act like this towards a she-cat, but he couldn't stop himself this time. "It's not your concern and by the looks of it, you really don't care. Why don't you bug off if I'm boring you so much? I didn't ask for you to come over here, you know," he spoke quickly, although he regretted each and every word the moment after he finished speaking. The warriors in Shadowclan weren't in the best condition after the fight and certainly their trust in each other needed to build again before any sort of aggression went away. Although it was Shadowclan. Not a lot of cats were friendly here. The Bengal turned his gaze away immediately, looking somewhere else into the clearing as if he were trying to ignore Redflight now. It wasn't worth apologizing to a cat like this and he knew that all too well. She'd simply use it against him or what not.

Forestpelt was stunned. Although she had half expected something of the sort coming from the sharp tongued tom, she was still shocked by how quickly he had brushed her off. As though she didn't matter at all. It was almost like he thought she was worthless... Like everyone else, Forestpelt thought bitterly. She gave a short, harsh laugh, all emotion fading from her green hues. "I should have expected something like that. I can't believe I was so stupid to believe that for once, someone might accept me. I should have known better." Forestpelt was speaking partly to herself, although it was hard to tell from her expression. Her hues were fixed mainly on Foxspring, and she wondered if he even cared that she had tried. Did it not matter to him that she had put her pride aside? Did he even care that she had all but admitted she was in the wrong? "What more can I say but sorry? Maybe you're right; that doesn't fix anything. What did you expect me to do, just sit over there and pretend that I didn't see you? Pretend that I-" Forestpelt cut herself off. As strange as it was, she cared. Foxspring was her clanmate. She cared whether he lived or died. "It doesn't matter. I'm here, offering you an apology. Take it or leave it." Forestpelt finished, with a shrug.


Redflight's expression darkened and her russet tail lashed angrily. Is this what she was going to get for trying to be friendly? She was certainly not used to being spoken to in such a manner. How dare he? Redflight could feel her temper rising and she calmed her expression, putting on a false, sweet one. "Do you speak to everyone like that? I'm surprised you have any friends; they probably all hate you, anyway." Redflight shrugged, with a malicious smile. It was sickeningly sweet looking on the outside...although she was seething with rage. "Quite the cat, aren't you? I bet the she cats are just fawning over you...your pickup lines are to die for." Redflight smirked. This was a different way of trying to rile up another cat. Still, if this tom was as irritable as he seemed, this would probably drive him crazy. Redflight was a little surprised that he wasn't looking over her as if she were something pretty and nothing more than that- still, it was nice to not have someone staring at her for once. Hm, if he wasn't being so rude, he might actually make quite the friend. Redflight thought. Although he didn't seem like the kind of cat she had anything in common with. Other than their new argument. The russet feline was more than up to the task of bantering with this tom. It seemed she had made herself a new enemy...although not one she necessarily had to keep.

[Maplefur]

Originally Posted by MoonHeart & Friends

WrenFeather stared at him her ears flattened, she ignored the compliment and then said "I'm WrenFeather.." she was so quiet it was practically a whisper "I like sitting by myself a lot..." WrenFeather shrugged there was an awkward silence the young Molly wasn't much of a talker and didn't wanna say why she was alone.

"Wrenfeather." Pinestorm repeated, tilting his head. "Well, it sure isn't fun to be sitting all by yourself." He meowed, staring at the molly. "Hey, no need to be shy," he commented on Wrenfeather's quietness. "I'm not gonna attack you or anything."

[CinnamonCookie]

Originally Posted by Fallen

Shadekit laid down, watching Frostkit and Sapphirekit play moss toss. She wished that her siblings would let her play with them but they would just laugh at het, calling her a sick runt.

Shadekit watched Mistkit, Leapkit, Leapordkit, Lillykit, and a few others play when suddenly her brothers Crowkit, Adderkit, and Thrushkit joined the kit fight. She blinked away tears but she didn't care.
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Lillykit managed to get Mistkit down on his back. "Wabam! I got cha down!" she said happily.

[SIlverheart_the_Warrior]

Willowkit laughed,playing around with them.