ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Ever]

Originally Posted by starfall

The snowy white warrior blinked and processed the toms statement, trying to figure out if it was true or not. After a few seconds of thinking she replaced her puzzled gaze with a softer, less sharp smile, her green orbs glittered with joy. She had grown to like the Tom, he was always so cheery and sweet, polite and caring, he reminded of herself really, although he had a little more self esteem than herself. She shuffled her ebony paws and gave her new apprentice a goofy grin, "I'm happy that you feel the same way I do." she purred, her voice was soft and silky, and she really was, she was overjoyed that Mountainpaw had become her apprentice, she couldn't have asked for a more capable Tom. "I am excited to teach you all I know! And then some of course." she giggled, her tail flicked. Sheepface twitched her whiskers and realized that he may be itching to get going, although she wasn't. She gave the young Tom a shy smile and dipped her head "We'll start your training first thing in the morning, for now, get some rest alright?" she stated before she padded back towards the nursery, hoping that Mountainpaw wouldn't mind her decision.

Her words left him with hope in his heart and chest. Perhaps she wouldn't judge or mistrust him. it wasn't his fault who his mother was after all. Though he was unsettled by the fact that Tawnypaw said Blazingnight- now Ash- had contacted her. Mountainpaw had been anxiously wondering if his mother would try to pull him to the darkforest for a meeting as well. He didn't want to, especially after the cold conversation he'd heard Tawnypaw had been put through. Their mother seemed to want nothing to do with them, it was... shocking. He hadn't expected that to be said. Ash wanted them to be like their father... It made him want to meet her as much as it didn't as he was afraid that she truly wasn't the monster that every cat said that she was; which would mean that he resided in a clan of his parents' murderers. He blinked the sadness and fear quickly from his eyes, he couldn't think that way, he had to believe in the good of the clan and in Starclan. The last sentence of the molly sent a shiver of disappointment through him though, rest was the last thing he wanted right now! His tail slumped against the dirt ground of the clearing and he forced a weak smile to his face. "Sure! I'll see you again soon." He said, voice tight but chipper. His mind was already back on his mother and sister's reunion. Tawnypaw had only told him this morning, so how could he not only think about the 'what if's'. Mountainpaw knew better than to question the past, and the whispers, but he really wanted the truth; and he wasn't sure he would ever truly get it.

[Bella~]

Cloverwhisker had has been laid up in her nest all day, she wasn't mopin. No she was to proud to do That, She was thinking. She just didn't know what to do with herself now that she wasn't deputy. When she was so many things had occupide her thoughts, but now... It was just a hard transition to make. One minute she is deputy and it seemed as if the next she was just an ordinary clan cat again. Oh well, she would just have to get back in the groove of things, It couldn't be to hard could It? The small she cat wasn't compelled to move though. Today has been exciting enough even for the enthusiastic cat. She curled her puffy tail up around her small body. Yeah, that was alot warmer. Her mind had been temporarily at ease.
@Noire

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Bella~

Cloverwhisker had has been laid up in her nest all day, she wasn't mopin. No she was to proud to do That, She was thinking. She just didn't know what to do with herself now that she wasn't deputy. When she was so many things had occupide her thoughts, but now... It was just a hard transition to make. One minute she is deputy and it seemed as if the next she was just an ordinary clan cat again. Oh well, she would just have to get back in the groove of things, It couldn't be to hard could It? The small she cat wasn't compelled to move though. Today has been exciting enough even for the enthusiastic cat. She curled her puffy tail up around her small body. Yeah, that was alot warmer. Her mind had been temporarily at ease.
@Noire

A ginger and white smooth coated tom stalked into the Warriors' den. At the mouth of the den, he pulled himself into a stretch, flexing his claws as far as possible. His green eyes half lidded as he brought himself up and shook his short pelt. He then trotted further into the length of the den, seeking out his best. It would had been nice to get a quick nap in. But he was afraid that he would miss something significant that Halestar might appoint. Their leader had appointed a new deputy in such a short amount of time. Coldhearted was quite surprised that Cloverwhisker hadn't much of a chance to prove that she might would had been a great deputy. And, many others believe that Halestar made a good decision for appointing a new deputy. Cloverwhisker was, no doubt, a very gorgeous she cat in his opinion. Though, he had known her for a little while, to him she lacked some smarts. Mainly acted upon her emotional state instead of her mental one. This was the tom's opinion since he, himself lacked an emotional side.
When he saw another shadow, the tom stopped in his place to look upon the figure. From where he were standing, it seemed like a phantom. A Starclan spirit roaming in the back. His green gaze stared towards the figure, and he took light steps towards it. All he saw was Cloverwhisker. The she cat looked gloomy. As if she were out of place. Coldhearted just stared at her, his expression unreadable. Then, he let out a grunt, "No fun being an ordinary cat, huh?" He says, flicking a rock with one of his claws as he stared into the distance instead of at her.

[Bella~]

Originally Posted by Noire

A ginger and white smooth coated tom stalked into the Warriors' den. At the mouth of the den, he pulled himself into a stretch, flexing his claws as far as possible. His green eyes half lidded as he brought himself up and shook his short pelt. He then trotted further into the length of the den, seeking out his best. It would had been nice to get a quick nap in. But he was afraid that he would miss something significant that Halestar might appoint. Their leader had appointed a new deputy in such a short amount of time. Coldhearted was quite surprised that Cloverwhisker hadn't much of a chance to prove that she might would had been a great deputy. And, many others believe that Halestar made a good decision for appointing a new deputy. Cloverwhisker was, no doubt, a very gorgeous she cat in his opinion. Though, he had known her for a little while, to him she lacked some smarts. Mainly acted upon her emotional state instead of her mental one. This was the tom's opinion since he, himself lacked an emotional side.
When he saw another shadow, the tom stopped in his place to look upon the figure. From where he were standing, it seemed like a phantom. A Starclan spirit roaming in the back. His green gaze stared towards the figure, and he took light steps towards it. All he saw was Cloverwhisker. The she cat looked gloomy. As if she were out of place. Coldhearted just stared at her, his expression unreadable. Then, he let out a grunt, "No fun being an ordinary cat, huh?" He says, flicking a rock with one of his claws as he stared into the distance instead of at her.

She blinked and lifted her head, Oh Coldhearted. He was such a nice cat, even if he was vague and seemed quite rude. Once she registered what he has said she gave him a small smile "heh, yeah I'm not so sure what to do with myself anymore.." She she said this with a humerous tone but she really wasn't joking. She stood up, he medium length fur swishing in the breeze she had created while she did so.

[Momotaro]

Originally Posted by woly

Daypaw wasnt used to the whole ¨Medicine¨ cat thing, and frankly it still shook them up a bit. They still needed to go to the Starcave, to be an official medicine cat. They were appointed which was enough for now, to do their duties in the clan. But they still had to go to the oh so beloved Starcave to be a medicine cat in the eyes of Starclan. The thought of visiting them in their dreams left a bitter taste in their tongue. Though they were knocked out of their day dream by hearing pawsteps come into the den. They twitched their ears, signalling they had heard what the molly had said. The scent of sickness flooded Daypaws nose, causing their nose to twitch. They sighed, turning around to face the other apprentice. ¨I can smell your sickness from over here,¨ the other cat muttered, ¨instead of standing in the entrance settle in a nest and tell me whats wrong to not waste my time.¨ they replied abruptly. They werent trying to be rude, but it seemed now that new leaf has sprung and almost greenleaf, everyone was now getting sick. The thought of treating so many made them want to roll their eyes until they fell out. They pointed their tail to an empty nest which Kestrelberry had made before for sick cats, lined with feathers and the softest moss the older cat could have found.

The she-cat wrinkled her nose, "Acting pretty confident for a sub-par apprentice who was pushed into the, and yet can't do anything right." She mewed scathingly. "You think you're better than me? Who hunts, who fights? Who saved your ass from being murdered as you have no knowledge on how to fight? Warriors, So get of your high horse, and be a real cat." Autumnpaw glared at Daypaw, eyes narrowed, head cocked, and claw unsheathed. She thrashed her tail, pawing the ground like an enraged bull. She strutted over to Daypaw; face inches away from his. "Am I close enough yet?" She smiled, revealing the rows of teeth.

{Sorry its really short. I have had no inspiration, an life is being worse than usual.}

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Bella~

She blinked and lifted her head, Oh Coldhearted. He was such a nice cat, even if he was vague and seemed quite rude. Once she registered what he has said she gave him a small smile "heh, yeah I'm not so sure what to do with myself anymore.." She she said this with a humerous tone but she really wasn't joking. She stood up, he medium length fur swishing in the breeze she had created while she did so.

Now, Coldhearted was never good at comforting other cats. He came off as too abrupt. As too aggressive. As too rough to give off words of positivity. The tom felt indifferent towards the whole deputy situation. The tom couldn't care less for it. But Cloverwhisker had a lot of responsibility at the time. Wouldn't she be glad to relax and keep to herself without the aggravation of the other cats? And what about her siblings? Coldhearted was sure that her sister and brother had comforted her, and still loved her. Deputy was only a title to Coldhearted, but Cloverwhisker was a somebody. She was more than a simple title, and the fact that she still had a brilliant outlook on life despite losing a grand position, intrigued, let alone impressed the tom if he dared admit. Slowly, his eyes slithered towards her, watching as she got up. He sat on his haunches, letting out a small yawn. "Eh, I'm sure you'll find someone to annoy." He stated blatantly. Probably what he said sounded rude, yet he didn't process his thoughts since they were occupied on a nap he craved for. "Wait, what do you mean you don't know what to do anymore? You can hunt, tend to the elders, the queens, the kits. You're still a warrior of Shadowclan." He stated.

[Bella~]

Originally Posted by Noire

Now, Coldhearted was never good at comforting other cats. He came off as too abrupt. As too aggressive. As too rough to give off words of positivity. The tom felt indifferent towards the whole deputy situation. The tom couldn't care less for it. But Cloverwhisker had a lot of responsibility at the time. Wouldn't she be glad to relax and keep to herself without the aggravation of the other cats? And what about her siblings? Coldhearted was sure that her sister and brother had comforted her, and still loved her. Deputy was only a title to Coldhearted, but Cloverwhisker was a somebody. She was more than a simple title, and the fact that she still had a brilliant outlook on life despite losing a grand position, intrigued, let alone impressed the tom if he dared admit. Slowly, his eyes slithered towards her, watching as she got up. He sat on his haunches, letting out a small yawn. "Eh, I'm sure you'll find someone to annoy." He stated blatantly. Probably what he said sounded rude, yet he didn't process his thoughts since they were occupied on a nap he craved for. "Wait, what do you mean you don't know what to do anymore? You can hunt, tend to the elders, the queens, the kits. You're still a warrior of Shadowclan." He stated.

"I know! I know! It's just I had so much to do and now I don't, It's a rather tough transition..." She smiled at him "You look rather tired at the moment, what have you been up to?" Her tail lashed lazily behind her. She has had enough rest and asking as she was spry Coldhearted wasn't going to get that nap he so desired.

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Bella~

"I know! I know! It's just I had so much to do and now I don't, It's a rather tough transition..." She smiled at him "You look rather tired at the moment, what have you been up to?" Her tail lashed lazily behind her. She has had enough rest and asking as she was spry Coldhearted wasn't going to get that nap he so desired.

The ginger and white tom blinked, then rolled his eyes. "Sounds rough." He commented. To an extent he had realized that she was right. For the most part. A cat that had so much responsibility, doesn't have that much any longer. Personally, Coldhearted would had been happy about the transition, and he didn't understand Cloverwhisker's problem. "But you'll live. I'm sure of it." He puffed, and got up to stretch once more. His eyes landed on his nest, but his ears stayed swiveled towards Cloverwhisker. He was half-listening, half-dreaming of walking up to his nest and curling up. He would had laid on the ground, but he preferred the soft moss. What cat wouldn't?
"Huh?" He finally stared at her, a quizzical expression on his face, but then he flicked his tail. "Oh, um, nothing much. Just typical warrior duties." A nice sweet and short answer. He felt that he didn't even have to ask how Cloverwhisker was doing. Laying in her nest all day. Her soft, oh so soft nest. And quite the tempting nest he would use. Since he knew that he probably wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, he padded up towards her, circling the nest once and sniffing at it. "You mind?" He asked, but pushed his way into the soft nest. Of course, to others, the tom appeared rude just making himself comfortable in another cat's nest, but Coldhearted never cared what other cats thought. Besides that, he believed that Cloverwhisker was his "friend". So, he rolled onto his side, the softness feeling nice. His eyes stayed open, and he tried his hardest to focus on Cloverwhisker and not get some sleep. Now, that would had been rude. "Besides the whole deputy thing...what else is going on with you?"

[Bella~]

Originally Posted by Noire

The ginger and white tom blinked, then rolled his eyes. "Sounds rough." He commented. To an extent he had realized that she was right. For the most part. A cat that had so much responsibility, doesn't have that much any longer. Personally, Coldhearted would had been happy about the transition, and he didn't understand Cloverwhisker's problem. "But you'll live. I'm sure of it." He puffed, and got up to stretch once more. His eyes landed on his nest, but his ears stayed swiveled towards Cloverwhisker. He was half-listening, half-dreaming of walking up to his nest and curling up. He would had laid on the ground, but he preferred the soft moss. What cat wouldn't?
"Huh?" He finally stared at her, a quizzical expression on his face, but then he flicked his tail. "Oh, um, nothing much. Just typical warrior duties." A nice sweet and short answer. He felt that he didn't even have to ask how Cloverwhisker was doing. Laying in her nest all day. Her soft, oh so soft nest. And quite the tempting nest he would use. Since he knew that he probably wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, he padded up towards her, circling the nest once and sniffing at it. "You mind?" He asked, but pushed his way into the soft nest. Of course, to others, the tom appeared rude just making himself comfortable in another cat's nest, but Coldhearted never cared what other cats thought. Besides that, he believed that Cloverwhisker was his "friend". So, he rolled onto his side, the softness feeling nice. His eyes stayed open, and he tried his hardest to focus on Cloverwhisker and not get some sleep. Now, that would had been rude. "Besides the whole deputy thing...what else is going on with you?"

"Oh! Well.." She beamed "I got a new apprentice!" She mewerd excitedly. She flopped over beside him though it was more like half on top of him. "He is the most darling little cat! So sweet!" She squirmed around a bit until she got comfortable. She stretched out her paws and yawned loudly. "Yeah, My apprentice is great! I enjoy having him around!"

[graves]

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm

The she-cat wrinkled her nose, "Acting pretty confident for a sub-par apprentice who was pushed into the, and yet can't do anything right." She mewed scathingly. "You think you're better than me? Who hunts, who fights? Who saved your ass from being murdered as you have no knowledge on how to fight? Warriors, So get of your high horse, and be a real cat." Autumnpaw glared at Daypaw, eyes narrowed, head cocked, and claw unsheathed. She thrashed her tail, pawing the ground like an enraged bull. She strutted over to Daypaw; face inches away from his. "Am I close enough yet?" She smiled, revealing the rows of teeth.

{Sorry its really short. I have had no inspiration, an life is being worse than usual.}

"For your information I was training to be a warrior. You best be grateful while you get your ass beaten I have to fix it. You could just die without me." the enby snarled, standing up and facing the molly. "Im doing everything right considering Im doing more then learning how to bat at leaves. I use those leaves to cure you." they had a sarcastic tongue, but usually never as insulting as Auttumpaw had showed to be and it made them bitter. "I know what an apprentices faces every day growing to be a warrior, big dreams to be the best warrior in the clan? To maybe grow to have a mate and kits, train your hardest to show your clan you are loyal. Raise your head in pride as you go to gatherings..." they curled their lip,"but youll die before youre an elder to see all the work youve done, all to waste." they would in no way hurt the molly. Seeing as they were a med cat they could not unless they wanted to risk getting deranked, and they didnt want that. "Some of us dont get to live that dream, every time I close my eyes I see more then you have in your short exsistance. You were a kit a bit ago, but still act like it. Im sorry that I may not be the best, but Im all youve got." their tail lashed, fluffed out in size due to agression. They were tired from not sleeping, they were tired of seeing things every time they slept. They couldnt sleep from nightmares, they couldnt handle being away from cats like this. "So get out of my face and sit down in a damn nest while I do a check up."

[Daypaw uses they/them pronouns. And its okay !! take your time.]