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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
Goldenwhisker nodded. Wormpaw! She yowled, her voice ringing through the clearing. Get over here! If Smoketail wanted to see him, he would see it.
@Splitmoon ; Smoketail (Wormpaw's adoptive father)
@seeingstars ; Wormpaw!!
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"I’m not saying I’m a bad person, but I’m definitely a bad influence." - Max Black 2 Broke Girls
A muscular big wolf like form padded out of the warriors den and into the clearing. Wolfclaw sat down in front of the entrance before turning his gaze behind him. “Blacklily.”
A soft slim but beautiful black she-cat with lighter black splotches padded out after him. Her silver eyes looked at her brother, Wolfclaw. “Yes?
Wolfclaw sighed. “Be careful if you go out today.”
Blacklily smiled softly. “I will.”she meowed before padding away
Wolfclaw sighed as he looked up at the sky, the sun was bright. He worried at lot. Worried even more than before.
Hillstrider
ShadowClan Warrior
he/him | 25 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes] Purrks: Heightened Perception (Hearing)
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Brr, it was getting cold! Hillstrider tucked his big paws further into his warm underbelly. The clearing hummed with activity, all manner of conversations reaching Hillstrider's rounded ears. Words flit in and out of his head without much processing, simply background noise for his relaxing evening.
He sort of hoped Briarsplash might come sit with him, but even with his very obvious search for her--he was trying to be subtle, honest--he couldn't spot her. Oh well, next time. Instead, what he found was much smaller and much more inclined to see him as a jungle gym...
It was like chaos was a part of her destiny. There couldn't have been a better warrior sitting alone in the clearing than Hillstrider himself. The large orange fluff captivated the fiery eyes of Dawnstar's more chaotic creatures. She wasted NO time shimmying her way across the clearing in the best hunting crouch she could muster. The crouch that Rookfire had taught her!
"You think you can see me... no you can't," Scorpionkit would speak softly once she was within earshot of Hillstrider. Whether he abided by the rules or not, she would stalk closer and closer, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
shimmy, shimmy
wiggle, wiggle
POUNCE
"YOU'RE MINE, ORANGE MAN!!!" Scorp would shout, launching herself at the side of the warrior. Needle-like claws would sink into her fur and the she-kit would attempt to climb up onto his back, then his shoulders, and if she could successfully do it, she'd end up on his head. Regardless of where Hillstrider allowed her to climb, the kitten would simply shriek:
And here is Swantooth, appearing once more only to be a nuisance with her big, hollow eyes and her unyielding nosiness. She'd been passing from the warriors' den toward the freshkill pile when she had overhead the brief exchange between Wolfclaw and Blacklily. Was any of that her business? No, of course it wasn't. Would that stop her from halting in her tracks, turning bodily toward Wolfclaw, and asking him that question out of the blue? Also no. Sometimes the fog clears and Swantooth has no choice but to peek her head into other cats' lives...and typically whenever that happens, her prying little paws are soon to follow.
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
