ShadowClan Clearing

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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 9 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[N/A/100]

Purrks:
Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Agatha Kitty [Permanently Active] • Katty Krueger [INACTIVE]
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Okay, he was probably overthinking his moves too much. As he landed on his paws, he listened to Owlthroat with perked ears. He ave a single nod accompanied by a flick of an ear. Alright. Move faster. He could do it. It was fairly easy. He wasn't the fastest apprentice, but he wasn't slow like a certan someone.
Though, he flinched sharply when mud flew at his vision, limiting it. Though as brief it was, he caught sight of Owlthroat leaping at him, and now, without thinking, he launched himself at the warrior, claws instantly going for his flank and teeth aimed to slightly nip his shoulder.

{ @Daragca - Owlthroat }
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[Splitmoon]

Originally Posted by nyme

I WILL BE MARRIED TO SILENCE

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SWANTOOTH . 17 MOONS . SHE/HER . SHADOWCLAN
AGATHA KITTY + MIND READER

"I don't want to know. But, I asked, so it's appropriate for you to answer." Whatever that's supposed to mean (not wanting to know, but asking anyway?), she doesn't seem interested in elaborating. "Thank you for answering." Her appreciation is wooden, another phony token of manners and good nature. Wolfclaw seems the type to respond better to an approach vastly different than the one she's employing here, but Swantooth doesn't see the point in changing tack now. Feigned pleasantries will have to suffice. Maybe some other time that she decides to be real again, if he happens to be the unlucky victim of that. Maybe.

Every cat in this clan besides you. Her ear twitches and there's that wonky amusement again. She doesn't know what her own face looks like, has no idea about the crooked grin. "This isn't bugging. It's a conversation between clanmates...you aren't doing a very good job of taking care of me. Not to mention getting along." Swantooth won't be dropping that line about what clanmates are to each other any time soon.

"What should I do differently?" She asks. She has no intention of acting on his advice, whatever it may turn out to be, but her curiosity is genuine.

@Splitmoon ; WOLFCLAW

Wolfclaw sighed as he turned his gaze back to the she-cat. "I wouldn't be so hasty with you if you hadn't even asked if my sister was stupid." He said with a soft growled, before turning his gaze away. The wolf like tom hated conflict and he tried to hard to stay away from it when he joined Shadowclan.

[Rowan]

LIONPAW
Posts: 18 | Male
Purrks: None
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TW : Maggots in Food, Gagging, Vomit


Hunger clawed at him… yeah, some food sounded good right now. He padded up to the pile, and grabbed one of many squirrels, carrying it over to a corner and taking a bite…one chew…two…three…swallow. One…two…three…freeze. Something was off about it…it a weird, rubbery texture…something wiggling. Wiggling…the HELL? He whipped to the side and quickly spit out the prey…maggots…and the squirrel looked as if it had gone bad. His stomach curled and churned, his gag reflex went off as he tried to throw up what he already swallowed. Tears picked his wide eyes. Disgusting. DISGUSTING! That didn’t even start to describe this…he felt seriously, truly ill. He was going to vomit. He grabbed the squirrel scruff and threw it aside into overgrowth, all his angry energy going into getting rid of the sickening sight. His claws dug in the ground as he curled over and vomit poured from his gaping jaws, his ears pinned and tears filling his gaze. He hated this…once was done he still felt sick and weak…the sight of food…yuck…he scrambled backwards quickly…embarrassed…that he was.