ShadowClan Clearing

[SoulJoy]

Snowkit
she/her & they/them || white long fluffy fur,
chubby & deep blue eyes || 6 moons || no Purrks
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Snowkit sees the cat and decides she is quite bored and wants attention. So she politely runs over and pounces on the cat. On her face is a big bright smile, she rarely ever disrupted older cats but she must admit that was fun.

{ @Omari }

[alec]

rookfire could see the humour in taking his place near hazelstripes former apprentice, basking in the hot rays of the afternoon sun, but briefly considered not doing so, to focus on duties instead, however, it was truly rather funny to him so he settled a short distance from her. the guilt for resting went as quickly as it came, with the sun warming the enforcers dark pelt, he could accept this opportunity to rest his healing shoulder. a brief glance around the clearing, midnightpath was splayed out on her side, whilst rookfire couldnt quite shake the need to be alert at all times enough to let his guard down that much, instead going to rest in a semi loaf with his eyes only closed halfway. however, his mind was wandering, enough so to tune out any non relevant sounds and movement of cats going about their days.

[ @Omari @Ladiebugg @SoulJoy #rooksummer24 ]

[Marigoldwhisper]

Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\11 moons\Shadowclan
"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"

Purrks: Silvertonuge [ACTIVE] Kittysoftpaws [ACTIVE]



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"My favorite color is you. You keep me young and that's how I wanna be."

Okay. So. Today absolutely sucked. Gracklpaw had disappeared from the face of the earth, which was (KEEP IT A SECRET!!!) her worst nightmare besides him dying in some absolutely horrible way and she wouldn't be able to save him like a good warrior should. So yeah, today sucked. Like, really really sucked. Magpiepaw was nearly a warrior, a fully made warrior, and yet she felt grief and fear overcome her like she had a second pelt of icy snow. What if he had died? Where the heck did he even go? Why had he gone? She still had so many pranks to pull on him, some to pull with him. Gone. All gone. Just like baba, just like mammy. Lost to whatever the world had in store for them. So yeah, Magpiepaw wasn't feeling it, she wasn't even angry, just overwhelmed and sad and scared.

The small she-cat paced the clearing, her fur spiked up this way and that as her eyes darted to and fro. Her long tail lashed impatiently behind her, her head looking up after every three paces just to look at the exit of the clearing, wondering if Gracklpaw would suddenly burst out of there and be all like, "Surprise! Haha, I sure got you! It was just a really extreme game of hide and go seek, I'm totally not dead or severely injured." But Magpiepaw knew Gracklepaw well enough to know that he wouldn't pull a stunt as insensitive as that, Magpiepaw wouldn't wish it on her worst enemy (AHEM, QUIETPAW, THE RAT!).

Her paw pads had gotten all sore from pacing so much, but Magpiepaw kept pumping her stubby legs as far as they could go. Maybe if she tried hard enough... Things would just happen for her. Ugh.... 'maybes'. She hated them, she despised them. She didn't want a maybe, she wanted to be sure, ABSOLUTELY sure. And 'maybes' don't cut it. A maybe won't bring Gracklpaw back home.

Tags:
@alec // Rookfire
@redshiftreign // Grousepaw
@Mica // Birdpaw
@Aolani // Yellowtwist