ShadowClan Grimpeak

[gravekeeper.]

Originally Posted by Erebus

֎|Lynxblossom|֎
She/Him| @Ashie da WindClanner |WC:143

She was having serious deja-vu.

Of course Dustpaw hadn't kept the suffix 'pine', nor was she assigned to Lynxblossom in a meeting. He had simply taken over her training because Spiderpaw and her were friends, and her mentor was slacking. But it still felt all too familiar. Despite that they stood up, blue gaze meeting the black fur of the newly made apprentice.

They already slightly knew Pinepaw, having interacted with him at the same event he met Starlingpaw at, but definitely not much. But that was easily rectified. They padded over, noticing he was talking to one of his former denmates, so he held back. Once at least a break in the conversation occurred, they would speak with a small smile. "We'll begin your training in the morning, make sure you get a good nights sleep, and eat well."

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Pinepaw was surprised by his mentor’s words. “Oh— ok!”

[Undertaker]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Large tattered ears remained perked high and alert atop the shadow ruler's head. As she waited for both paws to come up, she listened to the tidbits being tossed around by her clan. She heard no whispers of betrayal, although those with half a brain wouldn't dare even utter such nonsense in her presence. The meeting itself still felt a little tense, and she was sure this tension would linger long after the meeting was over since so many were so uneasy when it came to bloodspill, death, and violence. It would be a bit before things settle again.

Shadowfur's abrupt was glanced at before she dropped her eyes towards the gray and brown she-cat and the black tabby. She was somewhat intrigued as to the staring Larkpaw was doing. She did eventually turn to face the leader, but the hulking feline was intrigued. Her interest, much like her moods, was fleeting. Dawnstar parted her maw to recite the usual warriors she spoke for every new warrior.

"Darkpaw [ @Darkclaws ] and Larkpaw [ @Kat ], do you swear to protect and serve ShadowClan even at the cost of your lives?" Unlike with the last warrior, she had asked this too, Dawnstar had higher hopes with these two. Darkpaw was a little soft, in her opinion, but seemed loyal to ShadowClan nonetheless. She was trusting that he'd turn out to be an at least half-decent warrior. Larkpaw, however, has managed to meet all of her expectations and then some. Dawnstar absolutely loved it when cats she saw potential in actually managed to live up to her standards. Dawnstar could count on one paw on how many cats actually managed to impress her, or at least live up to her expectations of them.

[puppeteer]

Dappledleaf gazed at her daughter, tears in her eyes as she realised that her baby was becoming a warrior. Her darling little Lark, the one she had kept from certain death in the marshy woods of ShadowClan... Her little bird.

{ @Kat hehe }

[perseus.]

Sorrelflare sat up more when Larkpaw was called forward, he may have not trained the apprentice long but he was proud of the soon to be warrior. His tail wrapped around his paws as he gave his former apprentice a nod.


@Kat

[Dark]

Darkpaw
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Darkpaw kept his features neutral as he faced the imposing leader before him and gave her a nod. He was going to become a worthy asset of this clan, he decided and there wasn’t a single cat in this forest that would prevent him from doing so. ”I do,” he promised. He had a family here, his younger brothers and his sister as well as the mother and sister that had passed. He had promised them all that he’d strive to be the best warrior he could be and now he could get started on making good on said promise. He looked at the leader with determination set on his face. It was finally time. He was finally getting his name! Darkpaw stole a glance over at Larkpaw for a moment and he felt a sense of pride. Though she was younger than him, he decided “pretty-pelt” was a cat worthy of sharing this ceremony with him (though he was still annoyed by this). She’d be an excellent rival as well as the friend she already was to him. Now his next goal: becoming an enforcer as well so that she wouldn’t be able to hold it over him anymore.

[Rose]

Larkpaw
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Fiery amber hues remained fixated on Dawnstar as the colossal Shadow leader began speaking once more, calling her and Darkpaw's apprentice names for probably the last time. It made Larkpaw's heart swell with pride. She wasn't a vain cat, oh no, but to have accomplished something this significant, in her opinion, was something that Larkpaw greatly valued. Finally. Finally after four moons of being in ShadowClan, Lark was getting the name she'd come here to take for herself. From apprentice to enforcer and now to warrior. ..Okay, that probably wasn't the order you were supposed to go in, but oh well. Wait, would Lark even be considered a warrior?

Her thoughts came to a screeching halt as Darkpaw spoke, standing beside her and replying to Dawnstar's question. Oh, that question was probably tradition. Another thing Larkpaw had been unaware of until she'd witnessed Sunsetthorn and Willowspark's ceremony. But forget that, today was hers. "Yes." She responded, gaze straying momentarily to the crowd in search of the cats who'd steadfastly become family. And then, letting her eyes sweep back to land on Dawnstar, the apprentice continued. "I do." She uttered, tail swishing quietly behind her. But. Once a furball, probably always a furball. An amused smile crept onto Lark's face, tilting the corner of her mouth upward. She vividly remembered that first meeting, being called a furball. It was okay. All was well in due time.

[gravekeeper.]

(Is it ok if Pine reacts to wildpaw?)

Pinepaw(black Tom with prickly fur & green eyes)
Pinepaw rolled his eyes as he watched Wildpaw was being a spoiled brat. “First of all, Nightshiver is a great cat.” He didn’t really know her that well, but based on how much his sister talked about him, he would assume that she was nice. “Moonkit, you should tell her. Second of all, Dawnstar already has an apprentice who she enjoys spending time with. I doubt she feels the same about you. Third of all, why the hell are you calling her “dawn-bestie”? 1. That’s weird and 2. You sound like you were born yesterday by calling her that. How are you acting way less mature than I am, and I just became an apprentice five minutes ago?“
@fallout?
@Wingnettle


Nightingalepaw(black, brown and white calico Molly with a black and orange tail, and blue eyes)


Nightingalepaw was bored. An execution, new warriors, apprentices being named… it’s so— she then laid eyes on one of them. He’s so— he’s so— am I in love? the black Tom, despite his prickly fur, looked handsome, and attractive to Nightingalepaw. Then, a tiny kit ruins the moment.


Duskkit(grey calico molly with gold eyes)

Duskkit noticed a cat staring at Pinepaw. “Stop staring! That’s not nice! Get your own best friend, Pinepaw is my bestie!” she then sat with Pinepaw.

[serendipity.]

Daintypaw
[ 8/100 ]

Daintypaw let the cool breeze run throw her fur, unlike the rest of her family she was not gifted with the fluffiest longest fur in the world but hers would have to do. Shifting she brought her tail in front of her covering her chilled paws before speaking, "My training has been coming along fine, but I would love to have a few lessons with you Papa."

Larkpaw had become the first apprentice to ever be an enforcer she would have a long way to go if she wanted to keep up with her denmates. But either way she was still excited at the idea of watching a warrior ceremony. "Mossdance is fine and we haven't really gotten close." Was it a normal thing for apprentices to be close to their mentors? Whatever.

@jupiter

[Estelle]

The young kit, undoubtedly frightened, wouldn't move. Nightshiver stopped her gentle prodding, sinking low besides Moonkit just as the little one sunk her face into her fur. The former queen hadn't expected that, fur giving a twitch of surprise, but she didn't move. Behind them, she knew what was happening. Hearing Dawnstar. Carefully, she moved her tail back to cover the kits' eyes, leaning close to softly whisper.
"Don't look."

She didn't want her to see this. Not when she was so clearly scared. Nightshiver, too, was oftentimes frightened by these sights. She wanted Moonkit to be safe. Hearing a soft thud in the distance, that could only be one thing. She waited for a heartbeat, taking a nearly shaky breath before tentatively turning to look behind them as the meeting seemed to progress as normal. Ah. The body was gone. Only remnant blood droplets remained. before she knew it, Moonkit had already scurried away to her brother. Sitting up, she quietly watched the two kits interact together, until one part of the litter became an apprentice.

It was unusual, she felt shaky. You would think the white warrior would've gotten used to this type of thing by now, yet it took her by surprise time and time again. ...Or perhaps not quite by surprise. Only shaken, even if it was but in the very depths of her stomach that she felt that shakiness; and only the knit of her brows revealed the lady's nerves.

Ears perked and brows raised when her name got called by none other than Dawnstar, commenting on the time spend with kits. Painfully so, it almost sounded like the dark-furred leader thought she'd actually done well with the kits in the nursery, with the kits she was responsible for. She'd hardly been doing so as long as some other, more experienced queens. So if that was Dawnstar's reasoning for assigning Wildpaw to her, why not someone else? Someone more qualified? Her lips pressed together in apprehension, the expression disappearing upon taking a breath. She couldn't... Deny this. She had to work for her clan even if she disagreed with the leader's reasoning. Even if she didn't believe to be the best choice for this, or any, apprentice.

She pulled a smile despite herself, thoughts interrupted by the supposedly rambunctious apprentice's voice. A masterful expression covered her worries and woes as she stood up and padded to meet this apprentice, head tilting slightly when she came to introduce herself.
"That... wou-would.. be me. ..Hi."
It certainly seemed like she had spirit... Her name matched her loud voice and way of talking. It had been moons since she last trained an apprentice. Brackenfire, it must've been. She had Pinepaw afterward, but... The white molly suppressed a shiver, pushing aside the horrid memories. She simply... Hadn't gotten to train her, that. Nothing else. Nothing else she felt ready to think about.

Ah- but it seemed a younger one had spoken up for her. Mismatched eyes moved to Pinepaw, rather surprised by the newly made apprentice's defence of her - the former queen had not taken the apprentice's reaction badly. Or even taken full notice of it, for that matter, as her thoughts often reigned supreme.
"It..it's... alright.. Pinepaw."
The momentarily fallen smile returned in it's small manner, Nightshiver looking from Pinepaw to Wildpaw and back. It still felt... Wrong, to address another's kit on what they said or did. Especially when she was barely a queen herself, with how she failed them. But something let her address the new apprentice. That it was alright how Wildpaw spoke, at least for now. If it turned to disrespect that was another thing, but the white lady didn't get the sense that the older apprentice meant any disrespect with it. So it should be fine for now, right?


[ @Wingnettle @fallout? @Ashie da WindClanner ]

[Wingnettle]

Moonkit (she/her)
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes



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Moonkit was surprised by the back up his brother was giving her and Nightshiver, but she felt grateful for it. Wildpaw was behaving like a newborn kit, and she was definitely disrespecting Nightshiver.
She rubbed her paws against her cheeks, trying to dry the tears that had soaked her face just moments before. It was like nothing had ever happened for this fox mannered apprentice.

She approached his brother, Nightshiver and Wildpaw with a frowned expression, all traces of the previous sorrow gone.
"Hey, you. How dare you treat her like that?! If you have any guts, go and tell Dawnstar that you want to be her bestie!" She spat out with disgust. She was probably a moon older than this furball, so she wasn't scared. She was angry.

[ @Estelle @fallout? @Ashie da WindClanner ]