Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T3) | Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Hulk SMASH! [Inactive]
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CW: Dissociation
The Spectre was attempting to make more of an effort to interact with his kids. Darkfall had fallen short, and with the chaos after the move, he too had fallen short. Recently, however, he was doing what he could to make up for that -- taking them out on little training excursions, sitting with them during meetings, proper father stuff.
So it was on this occasion that the massive tabby pushed his way into the apprentice's den -- trying to find one of the children to harass. He knew Rainpaw was in need of some more training, and with her condition, she needed a little extra care. Well, many of his offspring needed a bit more attention than others, but that was a discussion for another time.
As he made his way in, The Spectre noticed Rainpaw resting on the floor. She looked almost peaceful... wait. Rainpaw? Peaceful? She was by no means Birdpaw, but his little freak of a daughter was always involving herself in some sort of morbid experiment if nothing else. It appeared that she had attempted to make her way to the entrance of the den, eyes glazed and foggy... something was wrong.
"Rainpaw," The patriarch of the ark-hoard called, approaching as swiftly as he could. Her breathing was uneven, and when he touched his paw to her small body, he could feel her heart racing. For a moment his eyes flashed with panic and his first thought went to who he knew would be able to solve this: Lostspark.
"Larkfire..." He whispered softly, mind racing as he tried to figure out what to do. Unbeknownst to The Spectre, Darkfall had managed to slip out a bit in the moment of lost control. Muttering a colorful string of curses, he didn't move for a moment. On one paw, Rainpaw clearly needed assistance from a medicine cat, but on the other, he had no idea how much time he could afford to waste.
"Rainpaw... darling... don't give up on me now!" He hissed, flipping her onto her back. 'Not again... not like this...' He'd lost many kits, whether they had gone missing or died, but this hit especially close to home. From his understanding his sister, Fallenpaw, died in a similar fashion -- though he hadn't been there for her last moments, something that he'd never forgive himself for.
"Damn it!" Darkfall growled, trying to think of a way to fix this. What should he do? What could he do? He was not experienced in this field at all. He knew how to kill things, he could help a queen bring her kits into the world, but this... this was beyond him. It was then that he had an idea. Nightshiver had given him a couple of ways to help a newborn kit when they weren't breathing, he could try one of those, right? He just had to restart things, if he reset her breathing, it'd go back to normal, right?
"Here goes nothing... sorry baby girl, hang in there a second longer," He cooed gently, setting one of his massive paws on her chest. Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself, closing his azure eyes for a moment. 1... 2... 3...
Eyes snapping open, he pushed down onto her chest before releasing. "Please--" The former enforcer found himself begging "Please work!" Gritting his teeth, he repeated the former motion once again--
She didn't remember noticing the camp taking on a starrier light and scenery. They were faint, she hardly noticed them. She felt light on her paws and her chest felt free of fire and pressure. Oh, that pressure... It was immense. Unbearable sometimes. She felt like she couldn't breathe when her heart would really start racing. Did that happen just now? Had she gotten so worked up that she passed out? The occasional break from the pressure and pain.
Useless
Useless
USELESS.
Her ears drooped. Perhaps, she should turn around and head back into the den where she'd wake up. That's how this usually went... just no faint stars. That was new. Her paw reached out and scooped one up, it twinkled on her paw pad and for a moment, Rainpaw felt peace. A soothing wave of relief and peace. She almost didn't want to leave, no. She almost stayed. However, a small coo caught her attention. Weird. Normally, she didn't hear other cats during these episodes. She turned around and just within in the entrance of the den, she saw him.
"Dad?"
What was he doing? Her blue eyes peered a little closely to see herself beneath him. He was pressing on her chest. Rainpaw held a paw up to her own chest in that moment, but felt nothing. She was almost grateful because that looked like it hurt. Was he hurting her? Why... why would dad be doing that?! No no no... that can't be right? Surely he wouldn't be hurting her, right??
"Please work!"
O- Oh? She was right! He was just trying to help, so that means... that means her family did care? Tears welled at the corners of her eyes and Rainpaw drew closer, just a couple pawsteps. The starlit glimmer around her seemed to be fading and she was starting to feel a little more stable on her paws. Still, she stood. Still, she looked over Darkfall's pleading stance and her own limp body.
Was it working?
Was she... was she going to be okay after all?
On his way back from playing leaf catcher with Thrushkit, Palekit padded and stopped by the apprentice den briefly. His conversation with Thushkit filled him with excitement about his apprenticeship. The hollow tree stump was huge in Palekit's eyes. His fur ruffled in excitement. Soon, very soon, Palekit would be an apprentice, have his own mentor, explore the pines, go to gathering, and finally be able to help out clanmates! Such thoughts made Palekit smile with glee. On another flying thought, Palekit wondered, 'Are there anyone in here?' It was the middle of the day, perhaps everyone was out training and hunting. Palekit smiled with a thought, 'Just a quick peek!'
Palekit pads in slowly, his soft paws met the dry grounds where the apprentices sleep. 'Wooooww! This was cooler than nursery. I mean the nursery super cool, but this...' Palekit thought, 'is...is amazing!'
On his way back from playing leaf catcher with Thrushkit, Palekit padded and stopped by the apprentice den briefly. His conversation with Thushkit filled him with excitement about his apprenticeship. The hollow tree stump was huge in Palekit's eyes. His fur ruffled in excitement. Soon, very soon, Palekit would be an apprentice, have his own mentor, explore the pines, go to gathering, and finally be able to help out clanmates! Such thoughts made Palekit smile with glee. On another flying thought, Palekit wondered, 'Are there anyone in here?' It was the middle of the day, perhaps everyone was out training and hunting. Palekit smiled with a thought, 'Just a quick peek!'
Palekit pads in slowly, his soft paws met the dry grounds where the apprentices sleep. 'Wooooww! This was cooler than nursery. I mean the nursery super cool, but this...' Palekit thought, 'is...is amazing!'
She/her - 8 moons
Short grey molly with a darker stripe and amber eyes
The collector - Heightened perception (smell) - Hulk SMASH
Uuuggggghhhhhhhh.
Why were all of the warriors never in camp when she wanted to go pester one for training, hu? A not just warriors. The very second Pigeonpaw tried to find someone to do something with they all vanished into thin air. It was kind of unfair that warriors could go out alone but not apprentices (ok technically, now warriors also had to be in pairs because of all of the murdering, like seriously what was up with that?)
The grey apprentice had been rolling around in her nest all day and was now lying on her paw, gathering up a little ball of moss, tossing it up in the air, trying and failing to catch it again, and just letting the scrap of moss land on her belly. But then there was a little sound at the entrance of the apprentices' den, and Pigeonpaw craned her neck to look at the (upsidedown) kit poking in their head.
"Oh hi there Palekit!" Pigeonpaw had been an apprentice for almost three months now, but she still remembered having been in the nursery at the same time s Palekit. "Watcha doin'?"
The den seemed quiet enough as Palekit padded in. There are some rustling sounds but Palekit was unsure where it was coming from. He was a little excited to take his first step in the place where he would be a moon from now. Suddenly something in the corner spooked Palekit. 'There is someone here!' Palekit shift nervously.
Then the sudden voice rang in Palekit's ears. His fear turned into relief, he let his body relax as he padded briskly up to short grey molly with amber eyes that seemed bright in the dimly lit den. Sparkles lit his eyes when he saw his friend in the den. Giving her a small bump on the shoulder, Palekit laughed softy, "Pigeonpaw! You've scared me! You were so quiet here."
"I...I was just looking around! Very excited to become an apprentice! Just one moon left! I wanted to take a peak in here and just to see what it looks like," Palekit's voice was soft but filled with excitement and expectation. Wanting to hear a little more stories and battle training for Pigeonpaw, Palekit nudged a question in, "I bet being an apprentice has been very fun for you?"
On the other thought, Palekit was also curious what his friend was doing in camp today. Tilting his head, Palekit started another question, "On the note of being apprentice... aren't you going out today?"
She/her - 8 moons
Short grey molly with a darker stripe and amber eyes
The collector - Heightened perception (smell) - Hulk SMASH
"Hehehhe"
A playful, almost mischievous grin cracked over the apprentice's face as Plakit jumped, even if she had neither noticed that she was quiet (it was pretty usual for her) nor that the kit hadn't spotted her yet. She brushed off the moss from her belly fur before rolling over so that Palekit was no longer upside down.
"Oh, one month?" No... no, he had been a baby when she left the nursery, that wasn't possible. She blinked, blinked again, and studied the kit for a moment. "Dang..." then her thoughtful expression twisted into one of (slightly exaggerated) uncomfortableness. "dude I'm getting olllddd! Like Ill be 9 when you become Palepaw. Well it's good that you're looking around you know, you need to secure a good nest-place in here!"
"Oh yeah, being an apprentice is great! Like you get to walk outside of camp with a babysitter but still and learn like a bunch of new things. ...the one thing I don't like is that you need a warrior with you to go outside, and also to like get to learn anything. That's why Im in here now instead of running around out there - no one is around to give me more lessons." Not that she needed to learn anything else, but she was probably still too young to become a warrior.
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Her out of body experience felt like it'd been dragging on longer than normal. Was something wrong? Time seemed to slow for her. Everything was in slow motion. Her father seemed desperate. Her smaller frame shifted a little closer to her father. She wished she could feel his warmth right now, but things seemed to be getting colder and colder. She'd start shivering soon if this kept up.
Rainpaw's blue gaze tore itself away from Darkfall and her limp body on the floor, to the entrance of the Apprentices' Den. Something seemed to be tugging at her to leave. The outside looked so bright, so warm, so welcoming. She nearly took a step towards it but grew suspicious. However, she was fixated on the light, unable to pull herself away from it. She simply stared, waiting.
"That's right! Will be here soon enough!" Palekit stood tall with smile. He couldn't wait for his ceremony, to meet his mentor and to start everything. Palekit watched Pigeonpaw flail around with exaggerated motions and gave a soft laugh and jokes, "Come on! Better learn faster or else you'll still be 9 moons when I become a warrior!"
"Oh! How would you find a good nest-place?" Palekit looked staring at the already taken spots. Some neat, other messy. Curiously, Palekit sniffs around the den while answering Pigeonpaw.
"I'm sure it's great! You get to learn more about your mentor. Learn their battle moves, secret hunting locations and much more!" Palekit mewed enthusiastically. Though he is a slow learner, he still loved learning more than anything. Oh, but he understood the feeling of wanting to have free-roam of the forest. Afterall, the kits couldn't leave even with a warrior. Pigeonpaw would know, it hasn't been too long since she left the nursery. Before apprenticeship, their whole world is just ShadowClan camp. Palekit smiled with a suggestion, "Learning too fast?"
Perhaps Pigeonpaw had already learn all there was to be an apprentice. Hunting...fighting... the territory... other clans...and the Gathering! Palekit was curious to know, his eyes widen as he asked, "Oh! Have you gone to a gathering?"
Marigoldpaw(leap) is my main character and is currently a Shadowclan Apprentice if anybody wants to roleplay with her or has a small plot they need an extra cat for. If you do just mention me in a post no need to ask and I'll reply whenever I can. Also if its a plot vm me what it is, so I'm not confused.
♧SpiderPaw♧
Male | 11 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Mentor: Bristle’Thorn | Posts: 21/100
sleek, small black tom with sapphire eyes and long scar on his side
Purrks: Flock Together T1 [ACTIVE]
Interaction For: Open? Maybe?
TW: PANIC ATTACK
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He laid in his den, curled up in a ball and tail covering his face. His chest tightened and he felt his stomach churn. He felt hot. He moved his tail and sat up a bit. Pant pant. He couldn’t catch his breath. The den felt stuffy. He wished he could leave camp alone. He needed too. Nothing. Absolutely nothing was right. Up was down. Left was right. He squeezed his eyes shut and pinned his ears back, his chest tightening more as he forgot to breath. Finally he let the air out.
His paws were constantly shuffling his weight and his tail now swayed behind him. He couldn’t stop. And his thoughts wouldn’t shut the hell up! He took quick and short drags of air as his shaky gaze stared at the ground. His stress. Everything was too much. What was happening to him? He was slowly crumbling and falling apart day by day. His previous calm demeanor turned into constant anxiety and worry. He never got this way before and wasn’t familiar with it, making the feeling all the worse.
Alright, what did he need to stop this madness? He didn’t know. He couldn’t prevent it from happening and had no clue in StarClan how to stop it. Other cats didn’t seem to get this worried before their 12 moons. Why did it all feel too difficult for him? He had to loosen up. Okay—there’s his solution. Loosen up. Like MagpiePaw seemed to be. Care-free and adventurous. Right? Was that how he read her? He didn’t know at this point.
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