ShadowClan Grimpeak

[Shade.]

Frigidpaw immediately recognized Dawnstar's tone as her "I am very angry" voice. Oof. She knew it wasn't directed at her, of course, she hadn't done anything wrong. The dark apprentice aimed to brush against her grandmother's side before she could leap onto the rock as a form of reassurance and understanding and then took her seat. Was her brother going to be here too?

[Spartan-117]

Flamecall is one of the first cats to gather, and they look around the Clearing before their eyes fall on Dawnstar. Sometimes - if not all of the time - they dislike her, but she is the leader and they had vowed loyalty to her. So they have to deal with their choices.

Beastkit pokes her tiny head out of the nursery, only to let out a squeak at the sight of the large, imposing leader. She darts back int the nursery and do her best to erase the sight of the leader from her eyes.

Dogsnarl slits by himself at the edge of the clearing. With his eyesight he is able to see her and the gathering cats, but he does not move as he watches the imposing she-cat with loyalty and admiration clear in his eyes.

[elaif]

:*: Vulture'fang :*:

What? More drama? This should be good.
Rising to his paws, Vulture'fang made his way into the clearing before taking a seat near the front of the gathering crowd.

~Haven'gaze~
How splendid... Another waste of time.
Hardly acknowledging the summon, Haven'gaze sat back in the far shadows.
He silently wondered what crap would spew from the Queen of Shadows mouth today.

[bubble[error].]

*Poisonpaw came over*

[Moxie Foxy]

Cobwebpaw, Sighed as He Paddled over... it was a never ending lop of death in this clan wasn't it?

Yowlingear yowled "WHATS GOING ON THIS TIME MISSY?!"

[Leafy_Green]

Archspot gathered in the clearing, her eyes fell on Dawnstar and let out a small sigh "What is this about.." They murmered

[Red Dawn]

Blackhawk sighted... An other freaking...thing had happened, what was it now...

[Open!]

[zozelen]

Uh oh. Looked like something was going on. Autumnkit looked around, watching as Shadowclan cats gathered and muttered questions to eachother. Silently, he waited to see what would happen next.

[serendipity.]

SWANPAW

she/her | open

As soon as Dawnstar's voice echoed throughout the clearing Swanpaw knew that it was her "I'm suuuuuper upset voice". Swanpaw knew she hadn't done anything wrong she had been obedient to upholding the rules she had put in place during the last meeting. Whatever the meeting the young apprentice would be present to witness it taking a seat in the crowing crowd of felines.

[Rose]

Larkfire
She/Her

Amber hues of fire are the first thing visible beyond the entrance of camp as Larkfire slips through, movements fluid grace. Red, crusted and dry crimson blood coats the bottom of her paws, much thanks to the ThunderClanner who'd bled out under her. Larkfire felt no remorse in killing the trespasser. If she had not, Wildpaw or Galepaw wouldn't have been standing with ShadowClan now, and Lark would rather not lose the upcoming generation of ShadowClan, even if they were older than her.

Halting once she'd made it through camp's entrance, Lark let her gaze travel upward, following Dawnstar as she ascended to Shadowledge. But beyond that, as the Shadow Queen called a meeting, tone clearly pissed, Lark's worry remained not for herself, but for Daypaw. Dark, grey-brown bushy tail flicking as Larkfire unwrapped it from her brother's shoulders, the youngest Enforcer cast another worried look his way. "You alright?" She questioned softly, and then shook her head. "Nevermind that, you should go see Elmshadow." It was.. not very often Larkfire found herself fussing over others anymore, but Daypaw proved different to this rule. Along with Darkfall and Dappledleaf, perhaps even Sorrelflare, Larkfire genuinely cared whether they lived or died.

[ @Le Batteur - Daypaw ]