[Wingnettle]

Black

#thevoidwithin
11 moons | he/him
Shadow Fiend, Chill of Death

Black... No, Blackpaw, padded out of the Leader's den with a new glimmer in his cold eyes. He was totally in awe.
Cats hunting in pairs, living in such a great number in such a small territory... and there were others, too! It was incredible to find out how many marvels had always been outside of his garden shell. His Mother was probably still looking at him in disregard, but did he care? No, of course not.

"Mhh, mhh... flaying. Seems like it's a common thing here." He commented at loud voice, not really addressing anyone even though the clearing was full of felines.
Blackpaw... I wonder why Black wasn't good? It seems there are a lot of paws around here. I get it's a thing of age, but it sounds so weird applied to me.

He padded closer. "I'd like to learn." He stated firmly, staring at the older cat named Stemstone. If he was to become an apprentice of Shadowclan, he would have to learn their ways from the base of their bones. "That's a pretty clean work, you've got there." He commented, pointing with his muzzle at the snake skin at the cat's paws.

Marvelous.

( @Luna16 @SuspiciousMindz I think I'd told you I would tag ya soon, not sure though)