ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

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Originally Posted by Aleka

At first, she was slightly deterred that she hadn't noticed the tom, since he was obviously in the clearing. Well. I guess this is good... The sturdy cat thought with a flick of her ear, her tail slowing to twitches. "I guess. But I have a question." She said simply, a white paw scraping agaisnt the ground softly.
She frowned softly, glancing back in the direction of the nursery; as she often did when she left her kits even for a moment. Runningkit and Seekerkit must still be sleeping, although they could've been just faking it. This often happened, and then they just usually tried to hide from her. For some reason, they hated her...
Frostedbelly forced her mind to snap back to this current conversation, the conversation with the leader of the clan. "Do kits have to be apprenticed at six moons?"

Goldenstar looked at the queen, waiting quietly to hear what she wanted to say. If she had a problem with another cat, it came down to trying to sort it all out. Following her gaze to the nursery, though quickly looking back at her, just in time to hear her question. That wasn’t exactly a normal question, blinking as he tried to figure out what would have made her ask that question. “They must be at least six moons, yes, why do you ask?” He said, looking at the molly quietly.

[wren]

Originally Posted by Charmer

"Mm hmmm," Vixenpaw hummed in agreement, pleased at the way the tom was looking at her. She could wrap any male around her paw, she giggled. "But I'll be glad when leafbare is done. There's nothing good on the freshkill pile." She gave a slow, deliberate glance at the slim picked pile. She was feeling hungry but knew that with it being so thin, her mentor would scold her for taking from the elders and kits. She turned back to Tallwhisker. "I don't suppose you were going hunting? You always bring back the best prey." In truth, Vixenpaw had no idea what kind of hunter Tallwhisker was. He could have been lousy. But the freshkill pile would need to have pieces added to it before she could help herself, and she was betting with enough flattery, he would take care of that for her.

The tom laughed slightly “that’s the thing, being tall my fur never brushes against the snow” he mused leaning again before giving his chest a few more embarrassed licks. She had seen him staring, no doubt she knows almost everyone stares at her like that most of the time. He waved his tail towards the prey pile “I must admit- it becomes soggy around this time” he commented not looking back directly at her face. His tail flicked and he studied the pile from where he sat. “I haven’t hunted in a while come to think of it- does this mean your watching me?” he asked with a tint of flirt in his voice. No! Stop tallwhisker she’s too young for you! Disgusting mousebrain. he scolded himself as he stood up stretching his hind legs and forearms. “Perhaps you’d like to join me on a quick hunting party?” he sId tipping his head to the side raising his eyebrow

[Charmer]

Originally Posted by Celestial

The tom laughed slightly “that’s the thing, being tall my fur never brushes against the snow” he mused leaning again before giving his chest a few more embarrassed licks. She had seen him staring, no doubt she knows almost everyone stares at her like that most of the time. He waved his tail towards the prey pile “I must admit- it becomes soggy around this time” he commented not looking back directly at her face. His tail flicked and he studied the pile from where he sat. “I haven’t hunted in a while come to think of it- does this mean your watching me?” he asked with a tint of flirt in his voice. No! Stop tallwhisker she’s too young for you! Disgusting mousebrain. he scolded himself as he stood up stretching his hind legs and forearms. “Perhaps you’d like to join me on a quick hunting party?” he sId tipping his head to the side raising his eyebrow

Foxdung! Vixenpaw swore in her mind. She had hoped he would just volunteer to go and get more prey, not invite her along. She gave a flick of her tail and laughed coyly. "I'd like to, but I'd hate to be away from camp if my mentor, Featherfur needs me for something." Vixenpaw was well aware of the fact that her mentor was out on patrol herself and had given up on waiting for Vixenpaw to get up an join her. She fully expected a scolding for it later. She didn't care. Her mentor could yell at her all she liked. Hopefully the lie would be enough to get her out of leaving camp though.
@Celestial

We fell out of this big time! Wanna keep going?

[Casual Scribbles]

Originally Posted by Casual Scribbles

Stormypaw turned his head with a start. He had thought Darkpaw was still asleep. He could have sworn he had passed the apprentice when he padded out of the den. The Siberian cat shook his head. It must have been a trick of the light. Actually, now that Stormypaw thought about it, that cat he had passed didn't look as close to Darkpaw as he had though.

Stormypaw left his thoughts and turned to his friend. Guilt pricked at his fur, remembering that Darkpaw still didn't know about Stormypaw's change. He frowned slightly, but could feel negativity rippling off of the calico tom. Stormypaw cast his own doubts and worries aside and gave his friend a grin. "Hiya Darkpaw." He pushed the vole toward his friend. "I saved you some breakfast!"

Bump for @Megan )

[Mango]

Originally Posted by king kaleb!

"It just irritates me that hes making my job a bit harder than it needs to be." they sighed, placing the golden flower in the right place in their herb wall of stone. "Leaf bare is the worst season to fight in anyway. lack of prey, lack of herbs. its a lose lose for everyone involved, you know?"

Daydream sighed, resting their muzzle on goosekits back. they were gone. it was the first patient they had ever lost before, a kit of all things.
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"Goldenstar would understand if it meant i was protecting someone. I wouldnt let him banish me anyway." daydream replied with a scoff.

(its okay!)
Daydream gently licked at burrpaws fur, getting the tangles, dry blood, a dirt out from it. it was almost maternal, like a mother would for their kit. they werent often one to be soft, but whenever it came to a patient, theyd do anything to make them feel better. they let soft purrs erupt from them, hearing the apprentices breathing become more and more stable. "I want you to take training off for a few days, it depends how you heal. You need some days of rest."

(Sorry this is late, IDK if this has been 3 days- I went on a random 5 day hiatus from RPing)
Goosekit finally stepped into Starclan finally. And was dead. (Sorry Daydream’s first patient to loose was a kit)

Soaringkit blinked,” But wouldn’t you loose Goldenstar’s trust. I’m not worth that. I won’t be living with them full time in four moons. That’s not that long. And they probably won’t kill me since, I’m pretty sure I had littermates that they killed and if I’m right, they chose to let me live.” She meowed.

[Ivyfeather]

[open]

Emberpelt arched her back after stepping out of the warriors den. The air was frigid as per usual in leaf-bare. She let her light green gaze float around the clearing until it landed on the fresh-kill pile. It was disappointingly small.
She decided then to go on out hunting. She returned to the warriors den and called in, "Does anyone want to go with me on a hunting patrol?

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Ivyfeather

[open]

Emberpelt arched her back after stepping out of the warriors den. The air was frigid as per usual in leaf-bare. She let her light green gaze float around the clearing until it landed on the fresh-kill pile. It was disappointingly small.
She decided then to go on out hunting. She returned to the warriors den and called in, "Does anyone want to go with me on a hunting patrol?

Wolfhowl slide out behind Emberpelt. Puffing out her gray and white fur she came to stand about a tail length from the other molly. "I'll go." She meowed. The formal rouge was very nice and it surprised some to learn she was a rouges kit and had not Clan jeans. Wolfhowl was raised by a molly by the name of Witheredpelt who was formally Cinderstep. Know Witheredpelt was an Elder but Wolfhowl still loved her and would no matter what. "Oh yeah, I'm Wolfhowl, I don't believe we've talked before." She added just remembering to tell the other warrior her name.

(Hope ya don't mind me.)

[Ivyfeather]

Originally Posted by Fuzzyfeline

Wolfhowl slide out behind Emberpelt. Puffing out her gray and white fur she came to stand about a tail length from the other molly. "I'll go." She meowed. The formal rouge was very nice and it surprised some to learn she was a rouges kit and had not Clan jeans. Wolfhowl was raised by a molly by the name of Witheredpelt who was formally Cinderstep. Know Witheredpelt was an Elder but Wolfhowl still loved her and would no matter what. "Oh yeah, I'm Wolfhowl, I don't believe we've talked before." She added just remembering to tell the other warrior her name.

(Hope ya don't mind me.)

[perfect for me! I've got some writer's block, I'm sorry!]

Emberpelt flicked her tail with excitement, "Thanks! What direction should we head towards?" She hoped they could catch something to bring back for the elders and kits.

[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by Ivyfeather

[perfect for me! I've got some writer's block, I'm sorry!]

Emberpelt flicked her tail with excitement, "Thanks! What direction should we head towards?" She hoped they could catch something to bring back for the elders and kits.

(Same here)

Wolfhowl slightly tipped her head as she thought. Her own tail flicking a bit. Yeah, she was older the Emberpelt but only by 2 or so moons. Wolfhowl did already have a mate, Pinescratch, but why should that make her stop being playful? "I don't know let's just go see what we can find." She meowed straightening her head again. Flicking her ear a single time her amber eyes gleamed. "Let's go!" She added and pelted for the entrance, though she slowed once she was there.

[Radler]

Emberpaw tore her attention away from Ashnose and back to her brother and his friend, jolting out of her playful crouch, feeling suddenly disgruntled. Her mentor was nowhere to be seen this morning, and her paws were beginning to itch. She glanced over to a voice behind her, a fiery-brown she-cat calling out and a yellow-eyed cat mewing in response. Emberpaw looked back at the male apprentices, twitching her ears curiously at them.

[By the way, Wolfhowl and Emberpelt have the same mother/adopted mother - Witheredpelt @Ivyfeather @Fuzzyfeline, hehe I stalked your pages.]