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Originally Posted by alec
ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ]
⤷ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ mid 20s | large & lean ˗ ★
~ the “devil” ~
✧˖ °. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁‧₊˚ ☾. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁˖°✧rookfire approached, already overwhelmed at the first glance of the cats that had gathered. he knew far too many of them personally, not to speak of deerclaw who had somehow managed to shoot to the top of rookfires 'disliked' list within less than a moon.
instead of focussing on the old man for too long, the enforcer looked at basspaw and briefly spent his time feeling guilty about the apprentices lack of training. he didnt know how it happened but his roleplayer is suddenly feeling very overwhelmed by the amount of open posts.
it appeared newtbelly was trying to be better, he'd been seeing him around more as of recent. decent enough for a cat that somehow evaded being challenged so far. perhaps he could improve before his luck ran out. rook stepped up before newtbelly in order to speak to tigernight himself.
"same goes for me"
[ @sleepyyjax ]
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Newtbelly 
he/him | Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T1 | 24 moons
ShadowClan Enforcer
header: @/daragca
He gave Rookfire a polite nod, but realisation soon struck him. If Tigernight decided he didn't want the two of them helping out, he'd more than likely end up paired with Rookfire. Oh no. He was about to get his butt kicked, wasn't he? At least it wasn't in the context of a challenge. It'd be good practice, if not a little embarrassing.
One other warrior had arrived, though. Hopefully they'd get grouped with him, if it came to it? Maybe he'd be spared? He looked to Tigernight, wondering what his plan was.