ShadowClan Territory

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Smokestorm stopped for a moment, examining the other she cat. It was harder to tell what she was thinking - but that was okay. He didn’t need to know, she seemed nice enough, right? She certainly didn’t look threatening, or mean… although he knew better than anyone that appearances could be deceiving. ”Great! Okay, uh… let’s play hide and seek then. It’ll be fun, right?” Smokestorm grinned, hoping Pearldance would enjoy the game as much as he did. Or at least, he used to - it had been a while. ”I’ll go first, okay? I’m gonna count to ten, and you run and hide somewhere, and then I’m going to come fin-” He stopped, suddenly wondering if he was explaining all of this for nothing. ”Have you played before?”

Pearldance listened intently, allowing him to explain if he really wanted to. However, he cut himself off so she nodded to answer his question. She had played simple kit games before, with her siblings and her parents. She had always thought she did better in it cause they always started to giggle when they were hiding and she couldn't so she was almost always the last one found. Pearldance got herself ready to run and hide, excitement brimming in her eyes to play this game.

[Moon Lily]

Originally Posted by Christmas Snowfall

Nightsky pushed the apprentice off by a tree and she ran to were she pushed her she quickly hit the apprentices paw to make her fall and she pinned her.

"Oof!" Exclaimed Kiwipaw. She scrabbled on the ground, and pummeled Nightsky's soft belly fur, pushing her off. She spun around and quickly gave a few cuffs around her mentor s ears.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Yule

@SuspiciousMindz

The deputy flicked her ears as she trotted into the territory with her head a bit low, the molly let loose a sigh as she felt the responsibilities of her new rank start to effect her, she wasn't used to it still, it felt weird but this is also a once in a lifetime thing, she still doubted if goldenstar chose wisely even after he told her on why and how though. But she was gonna do the best she can and prove to him that she was loyal even though this generation may not know of her mistake which could have given her a harsh punishment, Ravenfrost sat down near some bushes hunched over and yellow orbs looking dull although after a certain amount of time had passed they started to look really shiny until their color had slid down and for the color itself to vanish till it was clear and slowly but surely landed on to her cheek which in turn had plopped down on to the ground . The black and white speckled feline closed her eyes as she tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to pour, memories of that mistake were rushing back to her,to cause her more pain as if the event itself hasn't done enough damage already.

Then that tight yet unbearably sinking feeling came back in her stomach as her conscience was being filled with regret and things that said that she shouldn't have done it, that she doesn't deserve to be in shadowclan anymore, anything it could think of to get her to break. As she mentally fought, the tears were flowing freely enough to the point where it looked like riverclans rushing river as she let the sobs break free. why? Why couldn't I have just been a good feline? If I did none of this would exist . I was stupid and didn't listen . Now here I am with ..this rank. Goldenstar what were you thinking ? Your trusting a traitor who should have been exiled a long time ago . Exile ... A suitable punishment..for those who can't decide where their loyalty lays, what should have been given to that....that fish smelling tom. I shouldn't be in windys place, I should have been a loner by now.. Ravenfrost shook her head as she blinked the tears out of her eyes which sort of worked but it only made rooms for new ones, the molly growled in frustration as she stood up and began walking deeper into the territory with the tears slowly subsiding maybe hunting will get this out of my head... she thought as she slipped behind a bush.

Amberstrike was trotting through the territory, her paws meeting the cold ground with a thud and sometimes a slosh from the marshy grounds. The watery grounds were icy and sent a shock up her leg with each step and the long fur on her legs remained plastered to her and kept the chills to her stomach and legs, however, the long fur on her body kept the wind and actual temperature at ease. She enjoyed this weather, despite the chilling grounds. The calico had decided to have a nice hunt, to do something for her clan before leaf-bare.

What distracted her was the scent of another feline. Her pawsteps seemed to take her towards the other feline, ears flicking with interest. As the source grew stronger, she made her presence known, knowing that it was a ShadowClan cat. "Hello?" she called out, eyes scanning the surroundings carefully.

[:blue:]

Originally Posted by Christmas Snowfall

"Foxdug." He muttered under his breath. "I'm sorry to bother you." He said getting up.

Goldenstar stared at the loner, trying to figure out what was going on in his head. “O...kay?” he said, the word sounding like a question. Maybe he hadn’t realized he was trespassing, that was fine. He didn’t smell any killed prey nearby so he didn’t have to worry about it.

[Crystalwhisker]

Originally Posted by :blue:

Goldenstar stared at the loner, trying to figure out what was going on in his head. “O...kay?” he said, the word sounding like a question. Maybe he hadn’t realized he was trespassing, that was fine. He didn’t smell any killed prey nearby so he didn’t have to worry about it.

“Well I’m just.going to hunt,bye.”He said as he started to walk away.

[Static]

Originally Posted by Yule

The Molly flicked her tail as her eyes had a pleased look in them at his agreement " we all need to, it's better to be prepared and not have to face a war than not to be and a war breaks out with our guards down. Speaking of preparations, have the borders been checked? I will not let others think we are slacking and thus take advantage of it and raid our camp with our backs turned. " she meowed with a business like tone, even though she believed in the darwinistic point of view this was her home and she will try her best to protect it and not let blood be spilled at the wrong times. To her blood should only be spilled at war, or if absolutely necessary. This lead her to think about the apprentices and their mentors along with her own apprentice, bayberrypaw, they need to keep practicing, to the point where there paws are aching . It's for there own protection and it will do them good now she was the one being a little on edge and a bit paranoid .

(Sorry this is late.Got caught up in the holidays)
Amberflame nodded in agreement, not sure wht else to do. ¨I...Only went hunting this morning.¨ He told the she-cat, already anticipating her anger. He had only went hunting so he could clear his mind. He had thought a border patrol would have went out earlier. One cat could not really check all of the borders anyways, but he knew that Ravenfrost would tell him to try harder, and he knew he should have tried to set up a patrol. Amberflame was looking at the ground, his head down in guilt. He looked much like a guilty apprentice. He was not sure why though sense Ravenfrost held the same rank as him. It was just his nature to do what other cats told him and try to meet their standards. If he didn't, he always felt he had let the clan down. Currently, he felt like a failure of a warrior.

[Leucos]

Originally Posted by Static

(Sorry this is late.Got caught up in the holidays)
Amberflame nodded in agreement, not sure wht else to do. ¨I...Only went hunting this morning.¨ He told the she-cat, already anticipating her anger. He had only went hunting so he could clear his mind. He had thought a border patrol would have went out earlier. One cat could not really check all of the borders anyways, but he knew that Ravenfrost would tell him to try harder, and he knew he should have tried to set up a patrol. Amberflame was looking at the ground, his head down in guilt. He looked much like a guilty apprentice. He was not sure why though sense Ravenfrost held the same rank as him. It was just his nature to do what other cats told him and try to meet their standards. If he didn't, he always felt he had let the clan down. Currently, he felt like a failure of a warrior.

( it's alright ^^ )
Raven gave him a blank expression this time but after a while it turned into disappointment, with a sigh she nodded "very well...maybe you and I can do a border patrol together ? That'll fix things up. But it won't hurt to check next time ." she meowed with a flick of her tail as her tone once again mirrored her feelings . The Molly started turning around to the direction of the borders although she stopped to look over her shoulder at him "which border do you prefer to start at?" she asked curiously thinking that if she let him choose perhaps it won't feel as such a chore as it already felt. Why can't times just go back to the way things used to be...where living in a clan wasn't as stressful ...

[:blue:]

Originally Posted by Christmas Snowfall

“Well I’m just.going to hunt,bye.”He said as he started to walk away.

Goldenstar couldn’t seem to understand what this tom was doing. “You’re going to do that elsewhere, off this territory, correct?” he felt the hairs on his back standing on edge, but he tried not to come off as hostile, that wouldn’t help anyone.

[panchiko]

Originally Posted by ~+Winter+~

Birch stood up and, while blushing madly stared at her sister. She hoped Hawkpaw didn't know what Justicepaw was talking about. "Sis. I don't blame you." She said then murmered "i do kind of have a crush on him..." She sat in the sno and jumped as Hawkpaw sat next to her.

Hawkpaw, being the innocent little child he is, didn't know what shipping was. Although he did know Justicepaw's tendencies to pair people together. He was blushing a little, for he had a small crush on her, but not so much.

Justicepaw heard the nine words she'd been hoping for come right out of Birchpaw's mouth. "I knew it!" she squealed, noticing Hawkpaw's blush. "You two are meant for each other, and if you guys don't pair up when you're warriors, you'll ruin my reputation. And you don't want to do that, I assure you, because I will hunt you down and haunt you in your dreams." The last sentence, paired up with her innocent voice, didn't sound very real. However, the expression on Justicepaw's face said it all about how she was not joking. She cared about her reputation as the Shipping Queen very much, and she very much believed in BirchHawk. She wouldn't let them not get together. That would be a very simple matter. If it wouldn't happen naturally, she would force them to be together. Ah, yes, she thought, smiling innocently.

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Wolfglare had to pick up his pace to keep up with the bouncing she-cat. Which meant it was harder for him to stay as quiet as possible. A low growl of frustration made it out of his throat, though he quickly cut it off so he wouldn’t further scare Crysanthemumshade if she’d already heard him. He didn’t want to be seen right now, he’d rather not talk to her at the moment. Especially if she suspected that he was following her. Wolfglare knew that would only spiral downwards. “Because you’re a freak stalker. She’s terrified of you Wolf.” Per usual, Wolfglare ignored the snide voice in his head. Recently, it had just become annoying. But he knew that there would be one day where it truly tried to take ahold of him, using his inner fears and doubts.

Ears flicking, Wolfglare heard Crysanthemumshade’s wavering call into the darkness. He quickly stilled his movements, shutting his eyes tight so they wouldn’t cast a luminous blue light into the darkness. He waited, his ears catching every little sound that came out of the silver feline’s mouth. After a long, outstretched moment, Wolfglare heard her fur rustle as she moved again, a surprised sqeak entering his senses. She’s not exactly stealthy. He concluded, opening his eyes to find that she had leaned out of his sight. He shifted around a tree, finding her peering around a stump, supposedly looking for her little “friend.” Wolfglare laughed inwardly at that thought. That was a very low move to make, if she was looking for a grasshopper to be her friend. But it also confused him. She seemed very friendly and outgoing, she had to have plenty of friends, right? Maybe she hates being alone. It made sense to the large warrior. Outgoing cats usually liked to be surrounded by others at all times. He may not understand why, but he knew that’s what happened.

Once she started to walk deeper into the forest again, a trickling of curiosity and confusion lit the dark-furred tomcats thoughts. They were very close to the edge of their borders, beyond this led to the outsider’s territory. Unmapped and unfriendly. He watched as she leapt up onto a rock, and he heard her startled yelp after she had leapt off, out of his view. He moved skillfully through the trees, finding another spot to observe. He only saw her head though, realizing she was stuck in a hole. She seemed to be struggling.
But she wasn’t supposed to know he was here. He wanted to step out of the shadows and pull her out. But he knew he’d be questioned. And they couldn’t have that. With a sinking feeling in his gut, and deciding she was in no immediate danger, Wolfglare stayed where he was. Silently observing.

Chrysanthemumshade always been pretty smart. Well, as smart as a mouse that still went after a piece of cheese even if it was planted on a handy dandy mouse trap. That’s probably how smart she was. Brains didn’t matter when beauty was involved, right? Chrysanthemumshade could rightfully have others think for her, and she could save herself the stress or her fur might end up turning light grey...which wouldn’t be pretty. Back to the presence, the silver molly knew that screaming for help at this time of night was pretty useless. Who would be up and near the border? For a moment, she almost brightened because maybe - just maybe - a night patrol was around somewhere, so maybe screaming for help wasn’t completely useless. Shouldn’t she wait until she heard the pitter patter of paws above? It was funny. Chrysanthemumshade thought she would die of loneliness, but falling into a hole must had been a better way to perish.

The little she cat was pretty persistent. She didn’t give up completely during crisis like these. In fact, she cried clawing her way back up, but her nails weren’t very sharp so she always managed to slid back down on her bottom. Then, she’d try to dig deeper, but that was only pathetic with the mess she was already in. The molly could have brains if she ever decided to use them. She was pretty carefree nowadays, living life with how Dovecoo would live; spontaneously. Chrysanthemumshade missed her best friend, but she knew that raising kits was the most important job of a she cat. She just felt alone since most of her female friends were nursing litters of her own. Not that she would complain by much, the molly loved kits, and maybe someday she would nurse some of her own. But then that immediate thought made her ears pin down. Or, maybe not. She wasn’t going to progress in life at all while being stuck in this predicament.

“Alrighty, Chrys,” She breathed deeply inwardly as she tried to focus on the darkness around her, eyes glowing as she turned every corner to know she was practically walled in. She wondered what twolegs we’re trying to do and decided to not be courteous of others who resided in the forest to fill this hole back up with dirt. Chrysanthemumshade rolled her eyes, Twolegs could be so insensitive. That was the main reason she’d never be a kittypet. Albeit with her mannerisms, she might as well had the perfect, pompous personality to be a spoiled house brat. “You’re either going to die waiting for help, or you’re going to help yourself. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? This hole isn’t even that deep.” Chrysanthemumshade bluffed with a nonchalant roll of her shoulders. It wasn’t deep for large cats, but for her? This was pretty deep, but this she cat wouldn’t give up. She looked around for her options of whatever she could use to help her gain leverage, but mounds of dirt was pretty redundant. So, instead, she opened her ears and tilted her head trying to locate different sounds of the forest. The usual. Night owls. Crickets. Some other type of unnamed birds. Nothing too useful. She tried inserting her claws deep into the dirt to try and haul herself up, but it was tricky, so she kept falling down. She let out a groan. “This must be Frostclaw’s payback. I wouldn’t be surprised if his spirit is haunting me...” she muttered, with a frown. It was the first time she got herself into this mess. One time the she cat got stuck up a tree. Yes, a tree. Evidently, her brother had helped her down, but Chrysanthemumshade was never really good with trees. For a few moments, she tried to continue clawing up the sides of the hole to no avail, so without much to do she curled herself into a tight ball in hopes she would be up when she heard nearby help. However, despite the night’s taunting, Chrysanthemumshade’s glowing eyes briefly caught the perfect small vine-like object that would help her get out this dungeon. The question was; how was she going to get it to fall down her way. She tried to swipe dirt upward to knock the vine down, but it didn’t work by much. “Take naps in the morning, Chrys. Have your beauty sleep, Chrys. See this is what happens when I sleep in the mornings! I stay up late and I always manage to get myself in trouble at night!” She scolded herself, per usual. Chrysanthemumshade has the survival skills of a kit. It was a surprise that she even made it this far in life. She hated being useless though, and it sucked, because she knew that’s all she ever amount to being. Chrysanthemumshade kept at it for hours it seemed, continuing to fall, but not giving up. She growled at herself numerous times, trying to climb up a dirt wall or swipe dirt up to try and help herself, but nothing worked. “I guess I need to wait until the morning...” she settled down, circling the small area for a moment before plopping down and curling her tail over her eyes. If she forced her eyes closed, then maybe she wouldn’t be so scared.