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Originally Posted by Marigoldwhisper

Mudslide
She, Her\Enforcer\23 moons\Shadowclan
"There's blood in the water. The quiet are restless, the silent are still"


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Mudslide was truthfully dreading this.

Multicoloured paws quaked as she paused at the outside of the den, her expression masked by great neutrality, but there was a clench of her jaw and tension in the rippling muscles beneath her pelt. Dawnstar was always intimidating, her den even more so. Mudslide was scared of very few things, but Dawnstar was an appropriate exception.

Mudslide's own wariness towards the leader was the only reason why she didn't waltz into her den and ask for her promotion to an Enforcer to be reconsidered. That meeting, the tabby had already looked sour, and Mudslide simply asking for herself to be ripped of status would maybe make the she-cat laugh at best. But to be honest, she'd never seen her smile. Not like Mudslide did herself. Her point was, laughing was a bit farther out of the realm of possibility in relation to loosing an ear.

But she was getting ahead of herself. Or rather, lacking behind.

The oriental shorthair waited for Dawnstar to let her and Mosstangle enter, and once the call was given, Mudslide ducked inside the den, instantly taking note of the pelts that lined the interior. She let her icy hues wander the environment. Wow. Somecat surely had fun. Or, whatever version of fun she had. Mudslide related the pelts to how she herself collected bugs and their shells occasionally, which made her paws stop trembling momentarily.

Her expression did not offer a window to her thoughts, hard with harsh lines of stoicism, a mask she'd managed to perfect. She dipped her head to the leader. "Dawnstar." She greeted, knowing Mudslide was in for a lot of talking... Oh how she hated it. Why did she have to get involved if that meant she had to speak?

Mudslide cleared her throat harshly and blinked to let her eyes further adjust to the darkness. "Heard screaming... Went out." She began, her voice hoarse. "Smelt fox. Young. Pondlily... I came ... After she ordered reinforcements. Told them to stand down... Hoping... Mosstangle would hear... And stay." Mudslide stifled a cough and shuffled her paws, finding the linger of eyes on her greatly uncomfortable. Stop staring at me, stop acknowledging me, leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me---

"Everycat was... Fighting fine. Until Pondlily... Fell? She... She was on... The pup's back... Everycat besides Pond had... No injuries... B'fore that." Mudslide honestly wasn't paying all that much attention to the warrior, too busy trying to get the other guys to successfully take down a pup of all things. "Blackjaw went... Flying after a hit... To the flank... I..." She swallowed. "Finished it off."

She hoped that was enough, because Mudslide immediately felt terrible, voicing enough words to maybe fill her whole head for moons. It was a terrible feeling. Even if she was just spouting facts and statistics, her voice was still heard, a voice others could use to identify her. Mudslide only wanted to be a blurry face, but her voice made another's vision sharpen to her presence, even if Mudslide only spoke barely above a whisper. Her Slavic accent certainly didn't help, but she shielded that well. Sometimes, paranoia truly saved her.

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@Undertaker // Dawnstar

Originally Posted by Undertaker

 

The two entered as Dawnstar finished cleaning her claws and observed the pair. Her nose twitches, swearing she caught the faint scent of nervousness in the air, but she couldn't tell from which one. It doesn't matter, she listens to each she-cat give their report with Mosstangle starting. Hmm, it wasn't an assigned patrol that changed things a little bit.

She was tempted to ask more about that later. Her tail gave a sharp lash at hearing that none of the cats had caught the whiff of the pup or any signs before it attacked. It hadn't looked all that experienced, so it they hadn't been paying attention to their surroundings, which was possible considering how badly they dealt with the fox, or there had been signs and they didn't pick up on them.

So Pondlily had decided to send Mosstangle back for reinforcements not long after showing up, and Mudslide arrived, unable to keep Mosstangle from wasting the leader's time. It sounded like they had been handling it fine, but Pondlily made another mistake somehow and got shredded for it, and Blackjaw as well leaving Mudslide to clean up their mess.

"Okay, that's all I needed from you; you're dismissed," Dawnstar ordered after finishing with them. Her eyes lingered inquisitively on Mudslide for a long second. She was doing incredibly well, hiding it, but she had small ticks that made her severe discomfort known. She was Mistlewhisker's choice for an Enforcer, she'd love to know what the deputy saw in her. She was compacted obviously, but her choppy report and little signals told the leader other things. She might need to bug Hawkbite about her later.

Anyway, she'd have to talk to Pondlily as soon as she recovered. Most of the problems had seemed to stem from her weakness.

Mosstangle

Shadowclan warrior - 19 moons - Large dark brown-and-white tabby she-cat with green eyes.
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Mosstangle listened to Mudslide's slow, broken apart recount to Dawnstar. She hadn't expected such a shy and quiet response from an enforcer. The tabby had expected a more detailed report from the other she-cat... but she couldn't say that the quiet enforcer's report wasn't enough. It seemed to satisfy Dawnstar, which meant the leader had plenty of information to work with...

At least, from Mosstangle and Mudslide.

Mosstangle bowed her head respectfully to Dawnstar before slipping out of the den, relief sinking through her like cold water. She was so relieved not to get an absolute lashing from the huge molly as she slipped out of the leader's den. By the time she was two fox leaps away from it, she had already relaxed enough to almost fall over. There was no way she'd been this tense, Mosstangle didn't even get so stiff when dealing with fights!

Whatever. She should find Blackjaw and visit Pondlily.