Lynxshade
Shadowclan
27 moons old | she/her
Shadow Fiend | Primal Instincts | Beefed Up (T1)
₊˚.༄ ೃ - Lynxshade spotted the deputy suddenly appearing from one of the dens and snatching a kit from the clearing. She turned and watched the scene unfold, trying to assess whether other kits needed help. She had her paws free for a reason, and these cats needed evidently all the help they could receive.
An orange little kit was screaming with fear as the ice pieces hit her little body. Lynxshade's green eyes widened in alarm, but she was quick to go out in the hailstorm and grab Pumpkinkit by the scruff. She couldn't see the nursery in all the mess cats were doing, so she quickly returned to the warriors' den and left the kit gently on the ground. "Are you ok, little one?" She was looking for injuries when she noticed another cat in need. "Wait just a moment. I'm coming back in a second."
Soon she was out again, gritting her teeth against the cold that seemed to seep under her pelt and into her skin. Echoshine was struggling to find her way to the dens, so Lynxshade decided that she would have to drag her, too, back inside. "Come on, let's go! Don't stay out here!" She yowled, trying to get herself heard in the chaos.
Mothcloud gathered all of her kits, wrapping her tail fiercly around them and sheltering them with her body before saying. "Tross!? Tross where are you!" After getting all of her kits into the nursery
Albatrosskit (3/100)
THUNK. THUNK BOOM. Was all the new apprentice heard as he frantically ran around the clearing, yowling in fear. "Mama! MAMA!" Albatrosspaw cried, dashing for his mother.
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Gentlebloom sighed. Her stomach had increased enough for her to start living in the nursery. She had delayed this for too long, but she was getting situated in the nursery when the storm struck. She heard the yelps and screeches before she saw the vicious rocks. Peering outside, she watched in terror as rocks struck their victims. Her stomach was too full for her to go help out, but she could still help. She noticed two kits, Hawkkit and Ryekit, both little cuties, being carried inside. She had no clue where their parents were, but this would be good practice for when she had her own. She nudged the two closer to her with her nose, then brought them to her with her tail. "It's alright, children," she soothed. "Everything will be alright. Our warriors will protect us from those evil rocks. I promise." She licked both to warm them up, Hawkkit especially seemed cold after attempting to attack the iceball.
| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
It was always something, wasn't it? After his talk with Dawnstar, Silverlark had been raring to go. Take an enforcer and just follow the trail to find if the lynxes were gone. There had simply been two problems with that plan. One, there had been no enforcers in the area, no doubt everyone was super duper busy or taking a well earned rest. Two... he was exhausted. It didn't matter that his defeat of the lynx had been equal parts luck equal parts the perfect killing blow. It had still been an exhausting fight, especially considering he had dragged the corpse back out to the outskirts. By himself. Had anyone seen a lynx? Those things were huge. And heavy. He was beat.
So, like a good little enforcer, the tom had the forethought to maybe take a small nap. Which had turned into a full blown night's sleep. Oops. Maybe he should have told someone to wake him up? No matter, no matter! All that would mean was that he was well rested and would probably find a fellow enforcer to go out with and find out if those lynx were still around. Victory! If only things worked out as well as you pictured them half the time.
He felt it before he saw it. Silverlark could obviously see the mass hysteria taking over the clearing as he exited the warriors' den. He just didn't understand it. It didn't smell like no enemy clan nor predator in the area. Just a small scent of rain, he supposed. And it wasn't even raining yet, so why-
BONK!
It didn't hurt. Felt more like someone had lightly tapped him on the head. But even Silverlark couldn't ignore the round ball of concentrated, solid rainwater that seemed to be rolling down his nose and onto the floor. Well... it was either that or the world's most buffed up snowflake, the enforcer wasn't actually sure which one it was for that matter. What he did know is that it was probably not very smart to go out and about while it was raining down beefed up snow. The realization caused a scowl to instantly mar his face, tugging at his scarred muzzle. He had a job to do, and this stupid rain snow solid thing wasn't going to let him do it, was it? After all, who would be moss-brained enough to go out into this weather willingly? Well... aside of all the ShadowClanners who seemed to be hell bent on being outside and screaming, that is.
Rounded ears perked up, however, as he thought... Well, if he didn't want to go outside, and no sensible creature would probably want to be outside right about now... maybe this turbo muscular snowfall would make the lynx - or was it lynxes - go away! So really, all he had to do was wait for this to stop, help any of the cats that had decided to brave the storm and scream and cry out in the clearing while running in circles - how else did you miss a den entrance... unless they had a really bad sense of direction - that had gotten hurt by pointing them towards the medicine cat's den - if they couldn't find their own dens they obviously needed directions, but that was okay, that was okay, he was here to help - and then grab the nearest not hurt enforcer and go find no lynxes out in the territory! Oh, he liked this new plan much, much more. Mmmhmmm. Verdant eyes now scanning the clearing, the tom kept himself inside the den as he saw a kit run towards the nursery and his mother, understanding his help would be unnecessary there unless the little one tripped and fell, instead opting to stay alert for any cat who seemed a little more lost than the rest.
@Pitou [Cougarivy] | @Rose [Larkfire] | @SuspiciousMindz [Hawkbite] | @Dark [Darkfall]
| If anyone has an enforcer they would like to sacrifice to the cause of spending some time with Silver to go find some lynxes once the hail dies down, I would be super grateful! Just one other enforcer should do, as too many might alert the lynxes, and this should be a scouting mission only! |
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Lightningstorm is WindClan's current medicine cat.
She has a semi-closed den policy.
The day was calm... When suddenly: +SHPOK+, it did hurt a bit, an ice ball? Blackhawk realized he had to take cover quick... He started to move toward the nearest shelter, looking around to see if anyone needed help..
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"I am ash... I am embers... My flames once danced bright. My flames now fade... But it returns from the depths... The fire devours me whole... It's the birth of something greater..."
What better time to be caught in a hailstorm? Rolling around in some leaves outside the camp entrance, the apprentice giggles to himself, batting at one while laying on his back. Leaf-fall was definitely the best. All these crunchy leaves for him to play with and roll around in... Ah, the sound they made when he jumped onto them! He loved it so! That is until his pleasant day is ruined by something hard and cold pelting into his soft belly fur. Growling, he immediately scrambles to his feet and looks around the the culprit... Only to find none. Blinking in surprise, head swivels from side to side expecting to see some idiot nearby throwing pebbles at him-- maybe Rufflepaw or Rainypaw-- but nope. No one is there. Huffing and scenting the air, thinking maybe they were hiding, a small chunk of frozen rain hits him square between the eyes.
Uh, ow?! What the--?
And then another bounces off of his skull, this time narrowly missing an eye. And that's when he realizes it's time to take cover. Hissing bitter words under his breath, paws carry him back into the clearing as quickly as he can manage. It's crazy in here! Cats running for shelter and screaming... If his head wasn't pounding he'd laugh at the poor saps! But he doesn't have time to think as another chunk hits him in the back of the head and has him seeing stars. Wobbling on his paws a bit, he shakes his head as if that alone will will away the double vision, and he slowly tries to make his way to the closest den to take cover.
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snowecho // he/they // 32 moons
purrks: -
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Judging by the scrambling and shouting from outside the warriors' den, they figure it's best if they just stay inside... Whatever was happening out there was causing chaos beyond belief and that definitely wasn't something Snowecho wanted to deal with. He'd been hit on the head once-- definitely didn't need Starclan to hit him with round two.
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Last edited by silver.; November 3rd, 2023 at 10:19 AM.
Skybranch meowed yeah we're fine. Thank you for asking Nightshiver. @Estelle
Flamekit and Eaglekit walked underneath their mother.
Spiderkit and Littlekit walked next to her side as Spiderkit, already being around the size of a younger apprentice despite not being quite 4 moons old yet was too big to fit under her mother and Littlekit wanted to be with his sister.
Gentlebloom sighed. Her stomach had increased enough for her to start living in the nursery. She had delayed this for too long, but she was getting situated in the nursery when the storm struck. She heard the yelps and screeches before she saw the vicious rocks. Peering outside, she watched in terror as rocks struck their victims. Her stomach was too full for her to go help out, but she could still help. She noticed two kits, Hawkkit and Ryekit, both little cuties, being carried inside. She had no clue where their parents were, but this would be good practice for when she had her own. She nudged the two closer to her with her nose, then brought them to her with her tail. "It's alright, children," she soothed. "Everything will be alright. Our warriors will protect us from those evil rocks. I promise." She licked both to warm them up, Hawkkit especially seemed cold after attempting to attack the iceball.
*-Hawkkit-*
she/her || 1 moon || no purrks A solid grey cat with patches of brown with tabby markings
AHHH!! A NEW CAT IS CORRALLING HER NOW!! Hawkkit struggles against the queen, trying to wrestle her way away and look for her cougarpapa when she heard the queen say that the big strong warriors will get the evil rocks. Hawkky is a big strong warrior too!! The fiercest in the land and she's gonna prove it! Her arch nemesis, most evilest of enemies Vulturemeanie had told her to stay put here but why would she listen to him?! He's the meanie forever and ever!!
"Let go of me!!" ShadowClan's princess mewed feistily, squirming away from the queen and her - admittedly comforting - milk scent. Her papa's scent was waaayyyy better, hmph!! "I'm big and stwong, too! I can beat up the wocks!!" She complained, little legs still struggling to carry her away.
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[ @Leafy - cuz rye is here too || @JackHunt_17 - in case cougar wants to yoink hawk away lol ]
Darkcloud
Shadowclan warrrior
Purrks: Just a scratch(active) and Shadow fiend(unactive)
A commotion outside captured Darkcloud's attention as she lifted her head from her nest in the warriors' den and listened closely to the noise. What was all the screaming about? An attack on camp? No she didn't smell any strange scents or any battle cries but she did smell blood...so she decided to check anyway just to be sure?
Hauling herself from her nest and dark she-cat didn't bother to give her pelt a shake and swiftly made her way out the den and into the clearing and she was instantly met with bitter coldness that seemed to bite at her bones and make her shiver. Her pelt was very short so she was more effected than her clanmates but that wouldn't stop her...now what was happening?
As if on que a ginormous block of ice shattered at her paws as it fell from the sky sending shards of ice flying and some even cutting her but she felt nothing and just stared at the sharp icicles in slight surprise then lifted her blank gaze up again observing the many actions of the other cats, calculating what she should do.
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
