| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Inactive | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
One rounded ear twitched as the enforcer commander spoke, the only visual cue as to how much the tom fidgeted inwardly. This whole standing still and looking stern thing was so not his thing, yo. Not even when he did his guard duties did he stay this rigid. And they were going to be holding these meetings every moon? What if things were nice and calm that moon? Where they supposed to come all the way over here and stare at each other with super serious faces to nod and say everything was alright? Like... the walk was fine, he supposed, but it all felt so unnecessary. Made Silverlark miss when he was just being told to go hit something even more.
The talk of the lynxes perking up his ears, the stocky warrior chanced a glance towards Hawkbite, admitted confusion in his gaze. Had Dawnstar not shared his report with him? Or maybe he wanted to find out more about the follow up? Yeah yeah, that made sense. Dawnstar had preferred him to go ahead and tell her nothing if he didn't find them lynxes about, but maybe Hawkster wanted to make sure. Yeah yeah yeah! He knew he definitely would have for sure, for sure.
Of course, Silverlark was a good ShadowClanner. All proper and stuff. So he let the others talk ahead. Except for Lynxshade. She didn't seem to be in a talking mood or something. Which was fine fine. Whisk was annoyed, though. Something about patrols being a mess? Yeah yeah yeah, he'd heard of that, mmmhmm. To be fair, they'd always been. He remembered back when he was just a paw by the name of Mouse, yeah? Brand new apprentice? He'd had to finish patrols on his own a few times. Had to take lead in all of them. He wasn't sure why, either. It wasn't like patrols were super duper hard to do, or super time consuming nor nothing. Maybe some cats just didn't like working in groups? He wasn't sure, nope. That required more thinking than he normally did, anyways.
A name was thrown as a suggestion for a new enforcer, and once more, the silver throated feline remained quiet. He didn't know Moonmeadow at all. Knew that it was a name he was familiar with because ShadowClanner, but other than that, nothing. To be fair, most ShadowClanners didn't really approach him. Except the apprentices. Those were always fun and stopping by to say hi. But warriors? Not really. He wasn't sure if it was because he was an enforcer? He doubted it, seeing as how Whisk knew more cats all around. The thought made him feel odd for a moment. Small. Like maybe... he shouldn't be here. Lostspark had told him, right? How the only cats that had cared were all dead, anyways. There might have been some truth there after all...
And speaking of the devil... There she was. The cat he'd once thought loved him. That he still loved like family... and was slowly understanding that maybe, just maybe... it really was him. That he was the problem. Stars knew his mum had stared at him differently when he was growing up. Her face sometimes the same as the one she used for Elmshadow. Had she felt the same? Did they all? Elmshadow certainly had. His frown deepened as he went down that rabbit hole, resurfacing only when Darkfall talked, his admission about the guards catching his attention with a small thought, allowing him to forget his bout of self deprecation if only for a moment.
"You know... you know. For thems guards? Have we thoughts that maybe, instead of warriors, we could use apprentices showing promise? Like, I knows they can't be going out of camp alone nor nothing, which is all good, it's all good. But! They can still guard the camp, yeah? Be all super attentive and stuff, and that way, we can see if any of the still training cats have what it takes to be enforcers, yeah? Sort of an in training for more responsibilities that don't get in the way of their training none, ya dig? I was a guard as an apprentice, yep. Worked well for me, mmmhmm. Gave me stuffs to do seeing as how my mentors never took me out for no training," Silverlark suggested, his nose scrunching up as he concentrated, obviously exerting himself to sound as serious as the rest of them did.
"Oh! And the lynxes! No worries, no worries! Done lots of patrols, yep. Been keeping my eyes open, mmhmm. Told Dawnstar, yeah? They seems to be gone gone. Not sure why. Can't smell them nowhere no more, neither. Good riddance, is all I'm saying. Them things were going to be a problem with everything else we'ves gots going, hmph."
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Dark [Darkfall]