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Originally Posted by Morrigan
Quietpaw
Shadowclan apprentice
14/100
Oh no...another annoyance...and a weird smelling one this time. Nose wrinking in disgust as a strange cat approached her. Who the hell was this? Quietpaw could tell by their foreign stench they weren't from her so called clan so why had they dared venture so close to her? Didn't they understand she wasn't one to welcome such intrusion?
Bristling slightly, the quiet she-cat glared at Mallowpaw with undisguised disdain before shuffling away slightly. She had an urge to bare her fangs an lash out at the other apprentice for merely coming within vicinity of her, but, lukily she had restraint so she'd just attempt to silently intimidate the apprentice...for now. |
Mallowpaw
47/100
If the ShadowClan cat didn't want to talk to her, Mallowpaw was fine with that. It wasn't like she cared about talking to other cats. Not from her own clan and not from others. She would
try, but she wouldn't push the apprentice if she was going to ignore her.
Mallowpaw turned her attention to the leaders. Bumblestar first; Mallowpaw had heard most of the news she shared. Then Dawnstar spoke, and the apprentice's ears pricked. Sunkissed Creek? She remembered the battle from her kithood. Warriors returning home covered in blood, sometimes unmoving. She had been relatively sheltered as a kit, but that didn't mean she didn't catch glimpses of the bodies. Mallowpaw pushed the memory into the back of her mind.
Next to speak was Twilightstar, and Mallowpaw felt dread in her stomach as the WindClan leader began. Three RiverClan warriors in their camp, executed by Twilightstar. Their deputy, dead to the claws of a RiverClan cat. Death. More death. Death by who Mallowpaw thought was the most peaceful leader.
See? she thought.
All leaders execute cats. It's normal. You have to get used to it.
After offering her condolences to Twilightstar, Bumblestar leapt down from the stones, and Mallowpaw rose and followed her.