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Moonraven February 1st, 2025 06:42 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by SuspiciousMindz (Post 1708786)
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[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws T2

Well, the sooner they got this tour over with, the better. They could get back and warm up, but he was pretty sure Weepingpaw's already thicker pelt would keep him warm way longer than Hawkbite's. Oh well, it wasn't like the Commander was going to freeze to death as long as they kept moving.

And move, they did. Hawkbite didn't waste any time as he led the apprentice out into the territory. However, the odd thing about Hawkbite's movements was even though the snow and ice were crunchy, he remained absolutely silent, living up to the ShadowClan legacy of stealth. He might take it to the extreme sometimes, but in a clan full of giants, his nimble and speedy build was helpful.

"Alright kiddo, this is the Territory. The land we claim and have to protect with our lives," Hawkbite gestured with his tail to the large pines that were currently covered in snow. He'd keep moving, wanting the apprentice to multi-task admiring the area while walking. Hopefully, the guy wouldn't walk straight into a tree or something. Hawkbite would do his best to try to guide him around those objects if he got close. "These pine trees go all throughout the territory, up until the borders and Dawning Woods. You'll see different trees as we move in that direction. This camp hasn't always been our camp, either. We moved here right before you were born. Sometimes we have to move, but usually the territory stays the same."

[Just going to jump to each area to help your post count + more fun]
@Moonraven - Weepingpaw


Outside! While Hawkbite was as silent as a shadow, his new apprentice, took great joy out of bouncing around in the snow uncaring about the loud crunching noises he made. His attention was drawn to the tracks crisscrossing in the snow. There were thin small-clawed prints and the bigger round prints that were cats. There were some big prints with claws tipped on them. He immediately stuck his nose in them to sniff then licked it and wrinkled his nose in disgust. It tasted bad.

Before he could ask his mentor what the prints were, he found a rock. He quickly veered off the path, all his attention immediately fell to the rock. He quickly dug up the rock and picked it up in his maw. His ears stood tall when he heard Bite's distant meow. Hey! When he'd get the far away! Weepingpaw bounces through the snow, finding his mentor's paw prints, and hops through them to reach the tom, rock in maw.

By the time he reaches his mentor's ankle, his smoky breath bellows out of his mouth behind the rock clenched behind his fangs. He was cold but also super warm there was so much to see out and do here. He listens to Bite as best he can while walking and trying not to drop his rock. So lots of trees, and what was the Dawning Woods? Wait! They moved? Weepingpaw had to stop and drop his rock to ask. "Move? Why?" He grabbed his rock to keep pace with his mentor not wanting to be left behind.
[Awesome sounds good to me]

crow. February 2nd, 2025 11:43 AM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 

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《☆| SHIVERWING |☆》

☆| He/Him • Warrior • 30 moons |☆

Shiverwing only laughed as he flung himself ahead, his long limbs stretching to carry him further, a blue and white blur across the grass as his ears twitched.

"Run run as fast as you can, you can't catch me you old man!" Shiverwing taunted, yowling cheerfully as the small but quick tom sprinted on, his fluffy tail puffed iyt and lashing wildly behind him like a flag.

@Peril

whatzername February 2nd, 2025 02:12 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
Tangledheart
purrks
n/a
he/him | 36 moons
He laughed and tried to run just a smidge faster. He could catch up! He totally could! And then, the teasing remark. Old man? Old man! He'd show Shiverwing old man.

"Oh, you're gonna pay for that!" He said, breaking into a sprint and leaping as soon as he was within a good distance, aiming to bring his friend down. This youthful freedom was just what he needed to distract himself.

[ Shiverwing - @moxie_the_slime ]

crow. February 3rd, 2025 04:50 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 

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《☆| SHIVERWING |☆》

☆| He/Him • Warrior • 30 moons |☆

Shiverwing screeched as he was brought down beneath tangledheart, grinning up at the tom, his ears pinned back and tail lashing.

"Oh you're gonna pay!" He laughed, pushing himself up and wrestling with Tangledheart.

This was perfect.

He felt like an apprentice again, before Tangledheart fell in love, when it was just them two.
@Peril

whatzername February 3rd, 2025 05:20 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
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Tangledheart
purrks
n/a
he/him | 36 moons
He laughed as they tussled and was reminded, briefly, of doing near the same thing when they were younger. He smiled fondly at the memories and batted playfully at Shiverwing's ears when he had finally gotten pinned back.

"Maybe I'm a little less agile than usual today... I ain't old, though!" he said, his teeth baring in mock aggression. A playful growl rumbled in his chest before he laughed and shook his friend off of him.

"You win, you win..."

[ Shiverwing - @moxie_the_slime ]

Daragca February 5th, 2025 03:54 AM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 


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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 44 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat nodded hastily at Gorsenose’s comment, a frog was much better than nothing at all. He returned back to his own pursuits, Grottopaw looked frustrated. ”It’s alright, you’ll get there.” He prowled closer to the path, noticing now it led towards a burrow of sorts. ”Over here, you see how the ground has been disturbed? If you stick your nose over here you’ll smell it better, a burrow in Leafbare is a welcome sight.”

The tom gave Grottopaw a chance to inhale the scent before he proceeded, ”Now I’m going to dig them out, you’ll need to be ready to grab a few. Get a strong crouch ready and use your instincts, don’t be afraid to dig your claws into them hard. They’ll move fast so pounce and pin ‘em.” Owlthroat let the word sink in for a moment before he began to work on the burrow. His big lumbering paws tearing up the earth in clumps, at first all was silent. Then came the scampering, tiny pitter pattering of panicked feet, their home was being destroyed.

The first mouse that made a break for freedom was squashed under Owlthroat’s big spare paw. His eyes flickering up to Grottopaw to show an example of his hastiness to jump on the creature as soon as it emerged. Then came the rest of the mice, in sheer panicked blindness, three or four of the creatures varying in size. Dashing from their home, Owlthroat ensured they headed into the youngster’s direction with a bat of his paw, sending a couple sprawling.

[ +1 Mice ]

[ @dino. @FANNIBAL @GrimacingHeron ]
[ Skipping Heron due to inactivity, we have until the 7th to wrap up with extension <3 ]


wolfie February 6th, 2025 01:10 AM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
ⵌ ➜ GUTSGNAW ; acolyte of the abysshttps://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca88...1v-Epjd4UKQH54
⌇ ✮ it . teeth . bite . bat . haunts ₊˚✧ ゚.eight-teen moons ⌇
small spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes. has a huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks across its ankles; notch in left ear. speaks in a rough & low tone of voice and smells strongly of mint & pine.
˚₊‧꒰ ☆ ꒱ ‧₊˚
── 彡 ‧₊˚ ➜ @phoenix ──
/ you're all good ! ;; forgive how overdue this is
̗̀➛ Gutsgnaw's tail tip twitched, raising an eyebrow at the warrior. "Suppose, you are onto somethin'. Then again, if I end up with a brat then they'll have a great time playing fetch. Can't go off causin' ruckus if you ain't leavin my sight! " because haunts would be damned if it had some measly snot-dripping kit get it into trouble! Then a small pause and a grimace flashed across teeth's face. "i'm gettin' old, " it murmured with a huff, primarily to itself. Another shiver rolled down its spine. "No jinxin' me, " bat warned but not without a hint of gasp, playfulness.

Silence falls over them briefly and the feline does not disturb it until Squirrelrise speaks again. Gutsgnaw glances towards her, eyes widening slightly. Huh. .. The tabby wasn't sure if anyone had incredibly bothered to suggest an outing with bite. This, this might actually be the first. Er, one of. It felt a bit. pitiable. Which was from from pleasant and it had to hold back a sarcastic joke because for the most part, it was attempting to play nice here. "Er, yea, that uh - sounds good, more uhm, paws the merrier. " Oh wow, okay so that sounded like it came from a complete stranger. How the hell did anyone do this?

At least Gutsgnaw could predict bat' siblings. Used to be able to. This was new territory. And while Squirrelrise was .. admittedly tolerable (maybe it was the fact she was no longer a tiny apprentice) it would not be worrying about this! No! No! No!

It nods its head in response, it supposed they all had their own preferences. The empty would always be a comfort. The promise of nothing. The abyss was the most connected within it. It offered you only the routine - only a give and take. It did not disguise this fact.

Bat had drifted briefly but a gasp escaped it once it caught sight of a group of fallen pinecones. "Heck yes, " it grinned - picking up its pace to grab a few. Not a clue what bite would use them for, but they were best this time around. "Oherugh!" A undignified squeak escaped Gutsgnaw at the sudden stickiness that seeped through. It waved one of its scarred paws, staring at it with a look of betrayal. It had been unprepared. Damnit, haunts needed to find moss.

it's not my problem if you don't see what i see
and i do not give a damn if you don't believe ── my problem, it's my problem that i never am happy ! !
⸝⸝⊂➜﹒silk spinner ✮ kitty softpaws t2 ✮ bewitched ✮ the collector ⊃⸝⸝
₊⊹⁀➴ #vampyracolyte

dino. February 6th, 2025 10:27 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
 
Quote:

Originally Posted by Daragca (Post 1712630)


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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 44 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat nodded hastily at Gorsenose’s comment, a frog was much better than nothing at all. He returned back to his own pursuits, Grottopaw looked frustrated. ”It’s alright, you’ll get there.” He prowled closer to the path, noticing now it led towards a burrow of sorts. ”Over here, you see how the ground has been disturbed? If you stick your nose over here you’ll smell it better, a burrow in Leafbare is a welcome sight.”

The tom gave Grottopaw a chance to inhale the scent before he proceeded, ”Now I’m going to dig them out, you’ll need to be ready to grab a few. Get a strong crouch ready and use your instincts, don’t be afraid to dig your claws into them hard. They’ll move fast so pounce and pin ‘em.” Owlthroat let the word sink in for a moment before he began to work on the burrow. His big lumbering paws tearing up the earth in clumps, at first all was silent. Then came the scampering, tiny pitter pattering of panicked feet, their home was being destroyed.

The first mouse that made a break for freedom was squashed under Owlthroat’s big spare paw. His eyes flickering up to Grottopaw to show an example of his hastiness to jump on the creature as soon as it emerged. Then came the rest of the mice, in sheer panicked blindness, three or four of the creatures varying in size. Dashing from their home, Owlthroat ensured they headed into the youngster’s direction with a bat of his paw, sending a couple sprawling.

[ +1 Mice ]

[ @dino. @FANNIBAL @GrimacingHeron ]
[ Skipping Heron due to inactivity, we have until the 7th to wrap up with extension <3 ]



[ @FANNIBAL @GrimacingHeron ]

Grottopaw gave Owlthroat a searching look before following him over to the apparent path that had been pointed out. He could just barely make it out, and he did his best to memorize it so that he could tuck it away for later reference. Close-up, he could smell what he assumed was what he was supposed to have been smelling earlier, so he stashed that into his brain, too.

At Owlthroat's order, he backed up and tried to drop into the best crouch he could manage. It was off-balance and a little unsteady, but it would do for now until he could figure out the proper form. Then the mice came flooding out. Their intensity startled him, and one or two managed to get past until Grottopaw could actually move. Claws out, he reached for one, paw slamming down just inches away from its target - his next strike came down heavily upon a fragile neck, and the rodent stopped moving. Huffing, he reached for one of the two that had been discombobulated by Owlthroat's first strike and managed to hook that one, too, before it could recover. The others scattered into the snow and undergrowth beyond his reach.

His breath clouded the air in front of his nose as he sat up straight and swung around to face the Enforcer, green eyes gleaming.

[ +2 mice ]

alec February 8th, 2025 09:54 AM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
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MIDNIGHTSUN
[ he/him | shadowclan warrior | 40s ]
midnightsuns brows furrowed in confusion, what was flytail getting at now? no need to pick a fight. he hadnt even done anything?!, still, midnight put on a smile, "im sorry? i dont think i said anything" before averting his gaze from flytail to glance around in search of hollowpaw. goddamn apprentices and being late to everything.. "we're leaving" they had no time to waste. and since flytail looked to be out for a fight, the warrior wanted this done as soon as possible.

once out in the territory, he recalled the herbs; boneset, chickweed and chervil. no clue why silentpaw had bothered to mention the white flowers boneset sure as hell did not have during this season but he began looking around for it anyway. "fishpaw stick with me. flytail, dont get yourself killed" he gave the other tom a stiff nod, annoyed with him, before padding off to look for boneset first.

[ @Spider ; @fade ; @Tallstar ]

Tallstar February 8th, 2025 12:03 PM

Re: ShadowClan Territory
 
Flytail
44 Moons
He/Him


Flytail’s blue eyes flashed with irritation, but he didn’t snap back at Midnight. He wasn’t in the mood for a fight, so he just muttered a low, “Yeah, yeah,” as he reluctantly followed the others out into the territory. His tail flicked in annoyance, but he didn’t say anything more. He wasn’t about to explain himself to Midnight. If Midnight wanted to lead this little outing, fine. Flytail wasn’t going to make it easy for him, though.

As Midnight went off to search for boneset, Flytail moved in the opposite direction, his steps careful and deliberate. He wasn’t going to rush this—he wasn’t an idiot, even if Midnight sometimes treated him like one. His sharp blue eyes scanned the forest floor, searching for any sign of herbs. It didn’t take long before he spotted a patch of chervil growing near the base of a large oak tree, its bright green leaves unmistakable. Flytail approached slowly, making sure not to damage the plant as he gently pulled a few stems free and tucked them under his paw, carefully wrapping them in a bundle of leaves. “Found chervil,” he called back, his voice a little gruff but not unfriendly. He paused for a moment, looking around the area. He didn’t expect to find boneset this time of year, but he wasn’t going to give up just yet. “Boneset’s going to be tricky, but I’ll keep looking.”
+3 chervil

@alec @Spider. @fade


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