ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Doom]

Originally Posted by killer kaleb!

daydream liked to watch people. yeah, that may seem weird to say when given without context, but it always interested them to see how others worked how sunblazes eyes seemed to light up at the mention of the ocean, how he described it, the obvious connection he had. it made them happy, to see him happy, if that made sense. they settled down next to him, tucking their paws under their body and curling their tail around his contently. they looked down at their mouse when he mentioned it, slowly taking another bite,¨i dont think i could eat all of this, but i appreciate it,¨ they chuckled softly. its not that they ddint want to, they just physically couldnt, id take time for them to gain weight, and theyd like to before..leafbare, id be alot harder to stay warm if they were just skin and bones. ¨i used to go down to the rivers along the riverclan border all the time.. i like swimming, actually, it feels like youre floating...sort of weightless, if that makes sense.¨ despite a year ago almost drowning in the flood, they liked the feeling. of being carried by the river and feeling like youre weightless, like you dont exist just for a moment and let everything go and just focus on the flow of the water and let it carry you as you paddle. they dont regret not letting go all those moons ago. if they had, they wouldve died in that flood, and now theyre here. with sunblaze. things were alot different now, they wouldnt let go if it meant they were offered the world.

The orange warrior lifted his head off of Daydreams’ and gazed softly down at them as they explained their interest in swimming. “Swimming?” Sunblaze tilted his head with interest, eyes glittering with interest. “I’ve never swam before...I never thought I’d like it, but you sure do make it sound wonderful.” He always figured his long fur would feel greatly uncomfortable in the water, but they never tried, so what's there to assume? Rain was always nice on his fur; but when he was fully soaked, Sunblaze always hated how heavy his coat felt, and how it clamped to his thin body. Just thinking about it sent a shiver of disgust how his spine. He tried to think of a more positive way of swimming - what if he did it on a dry sunny day? Surely the water would feel good, and his fur could dry easier under the heat of the sun. Sunblaze smiled with a purr. “It’s cool that you get access to the river. I’ll probably never swim in my entire life.” For some reason that saddened the warrior. His ears drooped slightly, but he managed to keep a lighthearted look at Daydream. They seemed really comfy against his fur, he thought. A sudden urge to groom them seeped it's way into their mind, but the thought of it heatened their pelt. He’d never shared tongues with another cat other than his mother, but this was a tradition done by all cats in the Clan as a sign of bonding, so what's the harm in trying? Lowing themselves, Sunblaze began gently grooming at the back of Daydream’s ear, purring politely in the process. It was calming, almost therapeutic. The fluffy tom continued, hoping the medicine cat wouldn't mind, as he knew they seemed sketchy with personal space. But they were practically cuddling him at this point, so Sunblaze felt this would've been an even nicer experience.

[graves]

Originally Posted by SpookyNight

The orange warrior lifted his head off of Daydreams’ and gazed softly down at them as they explained their interest in swimming. “Swimming?” Sunblaze tilted his head with interest, eyes glittering with interest. “I’ve never swam before...I never thought I’d like it, but you sure do make it sound wonderful.” He always figured his long fur would feel greatly uncomfortable in the water, but they never tried, so what's there to assume? Rain was always nice on his fur; but when he was fully soaked, Sunblaze always hated how heavy his coat felt, and how it clamped to his thin body. Just thinking about it sent a shiver of disgust how his spine. He tried to think of a more positive way of swimming - what if he did it on a dry sunny day? Surely the water would feel good, and his fur could dry easier under the heat of the sun. Sunblaze smiled with a purr. “It’s cool that you get access to the river. I’ll probably never swim in my entire life.” For some reason that saddened the warrior. His ears drooped slightly, but he managed to keep a lighthearted look at Daydream. They seemed really comfy against his fur, he thought. A sudden urge to groom them seeped it's way into their mind, but the thought of it heatened their pelt. He’d never shared tongues with another cat other than his mother, but this was a tradition done by all cats in the Clan as a sign of bonding, so what's the harm in trying? Lowing themselves, Sunblaze began gently grooming at the back of Daydream’s ear, purring politely in the process. It was calming, almost therapeutic. The fluffy tom continued, hoping the medicine cat wouldn't mind, as he knew they seemed sketchy with personal space. But they were practically cuddling him at this point, so Sunblaze felt this would've been an even nicer experience.

"maybe ill take you swimming this greenleaf," they hummed absently mindedly, closing their eyes. they could imagine it now, the sun heating up their fur as they ran through the territory, crunching pinecones and hopping over logs, only to swim in the cool river. they had a fear of the water for the longest time, eventually they had gotten over it. everytime they swim they imagine their in riverclan and cricketpaw is by their side teaching them how to doggy paddle, to feel at utter peace and worrying about nothing but keeping your legs moving. they tensed up only for a second when they felt a tongue behind their ear, realizing it was only sunblaze and calming down. they didnt know when was the last time they had shared tongues with someone, probably the last time they had seen luckynight, thats the only other person theyd let touch them. their purrs grew louder, if possible, closing their eyes again and relaxing under his touch. tilting their head back as he groomed them, they made eye contact for a split second before rubbing their head under his chin, ears lowering as they started to groom his chest. he had alot more fur than they did, it was thicker and longer in length then their own, which was short and thin. they contrasted greatly, yet somehow daydream felt at such ease around him.

[North]

| @Cosmo |
[Wanted to do a more casual length for this roleplay, hope that's okay?]
The slender tom ambled his way into the clearing, returning from his patrol of Shadowclan's borders. Short brown fur remained well-maintained and neat, despite having not been groomed since this morning. Oakmist's long legs carried him in lengthy strides across the busy clearing, the chocolate tom doing his best not to walk into anybody by mistake. Sea green eyes remained alight with curiosity, as his gaze drifted about the clearing. His alert ears picked up on snippets of conversations, his inquisitive nature getting the better of him as he often found himself listening far beyond what was polite. The tall tom-cat set himself down in a less busy section of the clearing, lowering himself down onto his haunches as he observed the happenings of other cats. He raised a paw to his maw, dragging his raspy light pink tongue along the russet fur there, removing any visible dirt from them best he could. He sat in thoughtful loneliness, thinking about a variety of obscure things. Oakmist was a spiritual cat, yes, but he also believed in the science and physical workings of the world around him. His inquisitive nature often got him in to awkward situations, usually via him asking the wrong sort of questions. The chocolate brown tom allowed his maw to part in a rather large yawn, his front legs pushing out in front of him as he lowered himself down into a long and much-needed stretch. He lacked anything particular to do, given he had conducted his usual patrol of the border, so he sat patiently awaiting some sort of task to come his way.

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by SpoopyTawnyNeedsACoffee

Petal'Paw Dodged him, Barely escaping his grasp. Although she did good with dodging him, her balance was now a bit unstable but she readjusted herself. While she watched Storm'Claw readjusting himself, Petal'Paw had a sudden idea ring a bell inside her head.'This might just work, I just hope he isn't suspecting it'. She thought, gulping nervously. Petal'Paw nodded determinedly as she lept at the tom aiming at his shoulder. Making sure to keep her claws sheathed, she toppled him over putting all her force into it. She had decided with copying her Mentors last attack to surprise him.

Stormclaw hadn't expected Petalpaw to copy his attack, and he hit the ground with his other shoulder, mouth open in surprise. He then jumped up, grinning. "Good job Petalpaw! I really didn't see that coming!" he purred, shaking some dirt off his ears. He kneaded the ground, paws ready to move. "Next thing, we work on ambush. I'm going to let you hide, and try to sneak up on me, okay?" he asked, quirking his grin.

[Doom]

Originally Posted by killer kaleb!

"maybe ill take you swimming this greenleaf," they hummed absently mindedly, closing their eyes. they could imagine it now, the sun heating up their fur as they ran through the territory, crunching pinecones and hopping over logs, only to swim in the cool river. they had a fear of the water for the longest time, eventually they had gotten over it. everytime they swim they imagine their in riverclan and cricketpaw is by their side teaching them how to doggy paddle, to feel at utter peace and worrying about nothing but keeping your legs moving. they tensed up only for a second when they felt a tongue behind their ear, realizing it was only sunblaze and calming down. they didnt know when was the last time they had shared tongues with someone, probably the last time they had seen luckynight, thats the only other person theyd let touch them. their purrs grew louder, if possible, closing their eyes again and relaxing under his touch. tilting their head back as he groomed them, they made eye contact for a split second before rubbing their head under his chin, ears lowering as they started to groom his chest. he had alot more fur than they did, it was thicker and longer in length then their own, which was short and thin. they contrasted greatly, yet somehow daydream felt at such ease around him.

Enjoying the loud purrs of the medicine cat, Sunblaze relaxed any tension from his body and finally lied down beside them. “I’d enjoy that.” He replied, purring almost as loud as Daydream. He liked how loud they purred, it was crystal clear and he liked how he felt the purrs against his chest while they groomed one another. Sunblaze lifted his head more for better to give easier access to his chest, allowing Daydream to groom him as well. He worked his way over to their cheeks, smiling as he did so. Their fur was dramatically shorter than his own, making it easier to groom. As he continued lapping at their fur, it almost felt like it was getting softer, if possible. Sunblaze liked grooming; not only because it was healthy, because it was soothing. He only ever got to groom himself, though. Sharing tongues with another cat felt different - it felt wholesome. It was almost...addicting? When Sunblaze caught Daydream’s gaze, his amber orbs glistened sweetly. “I look forward to swimming with you,” He purred. “And taking you to see the ocean, and taking long walks in the snow with you. It’ll be so much fun to finally enjoy something with someone else for once.” His eyes went murky for a moment, clouded with thought, gazing away from the medicine cat. He’d never realized how lonely his days had been since his mother died, maybe even before then. Being here with Daydream had been so healing, Sunblaze never wanted to leave their side. This was a friendship he never wanted to lose. It was too pure to let go of. He’d take care of them until their numbers were up, thought Sunblaze. This is what’s important to him now.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by WitchyShade

Stormclaw hadn't expected Petalpaw to copy his attack, and he hit the ground with his other shoulder, mouth open in surprise. He then jumped up, grinning. "Good job Petalpaw! I really didn't see that coming!" he purred, shaking some dirt off his ears. He kneaded the ground, paws ready to move. "Next thing, we work on ambush. I'm going to let you hide, and try to sneak up on me, okay?" he asked, quirking his grin.

Petal'Paw's face lit up in happiness before she gave a determined nod."Alright then!". She said as she bounded off.

[Potahtto]

Originally Posted by Delta

Hickoryfang nodded sadly. He hadn't planned on opening up to this cat he had just met, but now that he had started, he couldn't stop. He need someone to tell this story to--someone other than the voice inside his head. He pondered for a moment how to word it, then began again, "For the longest time, it was just him and me. We were best friends. He was the only family I had after we were separated from our mother, so we were really close from a young age. I remember talking about the rogue gangs that patrolled the Two-Leg Place near where we lived. We had witnessed horrible things happen to cats who got involved with this group, so we promised each other to stay far away from them." He huffed and turned his green eyes to the main area of the clearing, where cats were chatting and hanging out. "He fell in love with a she-cat in that group, and he began to disappear every night. I remember he began to become angry, violent, and rude. I tried to make him realize how he was acting, but he wouldn't listen to me. He stormed off, saying he was never going to come back." He dug his claws into the ground, the anger from so many moons ago making his heart knot up. "I couldn't bring myself to leave our former home immediately. So I stayed that night, and I woke up to him standing over me with two other rogues standing above me." Rather than anger, his eyes were full of hurt and longing. He turned his head to the side to show two long, thin scars on his neck. He sighed, "Ittara gave me this and left me to die. But I didn't. I almost died making my way here." There, it was out. Hickoryfang took a deep breath and looked around. He couldn't believe he'd finally gotten that off his chest. It was like something as heavy as a badger had been on his back, and now it was gone. He looked at Mistheart expectantly.

(Sorry, I've been a bit busy <3 )
Mistheart sat patiently, listening intently to Hickoryfang's story. It was devastating, and all they wanted to do was comfort him. Scooting closer to him, they patted him on the paw with their own, showing their sympathy in a similar way as he had while they were crying. While listening to the rest of the tale, they wanted to interject at certain points to add their own thoughts but felt that it might not be appreciated, so they restrained themselves. They couldn't imagine the pain of having a friend and a sibling betray them like that, as the bonds they made were ones that they valued, though they had so many it was hard to keep track of them. It was hard for them to hear such a sad story, and they weren't just sensitive to their own experiences, but others' as well. One reason they stopped going to the elders' stories as a kit is because even in the exciting and heroic tales they would burst into tears, much to the annoyance of the other kits. They were bullied a lot becuase of their frequent tears, especially back when they still identified as a tom. Many told them that toms don't cry or that they acted more like a molly than a tom. Some even told them to just transition to a molly because they 'acted like one anyway'. Though they were thinking about the past, they were still listening to the story. Tears burned in their eyes. Resisting the urge to begin crying, they nodded sympathetically and meowed, "I'm happy you made it to ShadowClan. You're a good cat." Mistheart gave Hickoryfang a small smile and wiped at their eyes, taking in a shuddering breath. Sad stories like that made them hurt emotionally and physically, their heart literally ached and it was stronger than any amount of external pain.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by ~Northern_Lights~

| @Cosmo |
[Wanted to do a more casual length for this roleplay, hope that's okay?]
The slender tom ambled his way into the clearing, returning from his patrol of Shadowclan's borders. Short brown fur remained well-maintained and neat, despite having not been groomed since this morning. Oakmist's long legs carried him in lengthy strides across the busy clearing, the chocolate tom doing his best not to walk into anybody by mistake. Sea green eyes remained alight with curiosity, as his gaze drifted about the clearing. His alert ears picked up on snippets of conversations, his inquisitive nature getting the better of him as he often found himself listening far beyond what was polite. The tall tom-cat set himself down in a less busy section of the clearing, lowering himself down onto his haunches as he observed the happenings of other cats. He raised a paw to his maw, dragging his raspy light pink tongue along the russet fur there, removing any visible dirt from them best he could. He sat in thoughtful loneliness, thinking about a variety of obscure things. Oakmist was a spiritual cat, yes, but he also believed in the science and physical workings of the world around him. His inquisitive nature often got him in to awkward situations, usually via him asking the wrong sort of questions. The chocolate brown tom allowed his maw to part in a rather large yawn, his front legs pushing out in front of him as he lowered himself down into a long and much-needed stretch. He lacked anything particular to do, given he had conducted his usual patrol of the border, so he sat patiently awaiting some sort of task to come his way.

[Absolutely fine <3]
Usually Onyxdapple couldn't care less about his appearance, unless he was absolutely filthy. Suddenly when he was around five moons white spots had started popping up all over his fur in a sort of marbled pattern and it was concerning him. No matter how many times he tried to get them off they stayed. He could groom himself over and over again but they wouldn't leave. What was worse, his suffix was clearly after the white spots on his ebony pelt. He had always sort of wished that he could be a calico like his sisters, but not in this way! What did other cats think? Surely they were judging him. Onyxdapple looked around the clearing for a cat that didn't look judging. His gaze landed on a tom who seemed friendly enough. The spotted male padded over to him and soon began to recognize the cat. "You're Oakmist right?" He asked.

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by SpoopyTawnyNeedsACoffee

Petal'Paw's face lit up in happiness before she gave a determined nod."Alright then!". She said as she bounded off.

Stormclaw turned his head to watch some leaves flutter to the ground, giving his apprentice every chance he could to hide and attack.
"Ready when you are, Petalpaw!" he called out, turning slightly more vigilant.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by WitchyShade

Stormclaw turned his head to watch some leaves flutter to the ground, giving his apprentice every chance he could to hide and attack.
"Ready when you are, Petalpaw!" he called out, turning slightly more vigilant.

(Idk what I'm about to do I'm just gonna go with that)

Petal'Paw slowed her pace as she started crouching a bit to hide her head and tail. 'This would be easier if it wasn't for my scent and pelt...'.She thought, feeling a bit miserable about it before spotting a patch of mud. Quickly and silently she rolled around in the mud a bit to cover up her scent and dirty her soft white fur. Hearing Storm'Claw she started to creep closer towards him,keeping herself close to the ground and being careful not to step on a twig.