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Yesterday, 06:12 PM
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We should be celebrating!
Newtbelly
he/him | 24 moons
Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T2, Kitty Softpaws
ShadowClan Enforcer
header: @/daragca
Newtbelly let out a small grumble, his claws catching on bark. He'd thought it'd be a nice idea to gather some fresh moss for the elder's den, from the cedars by the warriors' den, but he was soon realising just how long ago it was when he last gathered any. The tortoiseshell lifted his paw, thankfully detaching it from the bark. It was impossible not to let out a sigh of relief. He did not feel like going on a trip to the medicine den this morning, especially not over something like a caught claw. Sleepysunrise would probably laugh in his face, or something. He wasn't sure, he never knew what would happen with her.
He continued to peel at the moss, pausing briefly to look over his shoulder at the clearing. Was much going on?
[feel free to have Tick appear from wherever LOL!]
@ Fritter
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Last edited by sleepyyjax; Yesterday at 06:20 PM.
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Today, 01:40 AM
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I am truthless recluse
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Re: We should be celebrating!
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Originally Posted by sleepyyjax
Newtbelly
he/him | 24 moons
Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T2, Kitty Softpaws
ShadowClan Enforcer
header: @/daragca
Newtbelly let out a small grumble, his claws catching on bark. He'd thought it'd be a nice idea to gather some fresh moss for the elder's den, from the cedars by the warriors' den, but he was soon realising just how long ago it was when he last gathered any. The tortoiseshell lifted his paw, thankfully detaching it from the bark. It was impossible not to let out a sigh of relief. He did not feel like going on a trip to the medicine den this morning, especially not over something like a caught claw. Sleepysunrise would probably laugh in his face, or something. He wasn't sure, he never knew what would happen with her.
He continued to peel at the moss, pausing briefly to look over his shoulder at the clearing. Was much going on?
[feel free to have Tick appear from wherever LOL!]
@ Fritter
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[Tick Paw]
[Purrks- Bewitched/Constant Hunger- Chill of Death- Shadow Fiend- Lyrebirds Lullaby]
[He Him] - [Shadowclan Apprentice] - [8 Moons]
TickPaw had woken up only a few mere moments ago as he idled near the apprentice den, not entirely sure what to do for the day. The weather and general day was… meh.. it wasn’t particularly warm but he wasn’t too cold either- although that would probably be a result of his thicker fur- but still nothing significant. His eyes wondered over the clearing as he tried to pick out something to do from the variety of cats but there really wasn’t anything notable happening here either. Sure, there were cats doing regular camp duties or heading out if camp but it wasn’t as if he was allowed to go out hunting without company- mostly because he didn’t have a good grasp of the territory yet. He moved out from the apprentice den and- then he noticed somecat familiar.
He recognised their name immediately of course, it was NewtBelly- his mentor, possibly friend? Either way, he still felt immensely more awake the realisation that they were still around. So many new and different cats yet only a few high rank changes. He shuffled slightly closer before a question came into view, did newtbelly remember him? He held doubt it was true, maybe a faint memory but Tickpaw wasn’t anything significant. Mother would surely agree. He mustered up a bit of courage and energy and took a few pawsteps forward, it felt uncanny to be looking at somecat who he had known as a mentor a long while ago. “NewtBelly?” TickPaw called, gaze locked on the familiar face. He had dealt with seeing cats he recognised since he had returned but not a cat he recognised this much. What if he didn’t remember. Tickpaw shuddered, he couldn’t imagine it was easy to remember him but it would still sting if he got a ‘who are you?’ In return. ”My name is Tickpaw, if you remember?” Tickpaw visibly took a pawstep back or so, there was the very real and very possible chance that he’d introduced himself to a stranger.
(Slightly rushed this  )
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