To Be Alright [p]

***Mica*** · #1 June 26th, 2024, 10:45 PM

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 41 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Silverlark - @Alchemist Kitsune ]
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So much had happened recently, keeping Mistlewhisker constantly on her toes. She hadn't had time to properly sit down and process everything, and at this point she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to. But now that battles were done, camp was built, and the first patrols were sent out, Mistlewhisker could finally turn her attention to the thing that had been bothering her for a long time.

Silverlark.

The young Enforcer had been grieveously wounded during the mink battle--stars, that felt so far away...--and had been confined to the medicine den for most of the time since. Even once he had been given the go-ahead by Mossfreckle, Mistlewhisker hadn't seen much of him at all. It was mostly her own fault, and she would admit that. Hopefully, this visit would suffice as an apology for being absent.

Slinking into the warrior's den, Mistlewhisker sought out the familiar silver pelt of Silverlark. "Silverlark," she meowed, not bothering to keep her voice down since no one else was in the den. "We are going hunting. Come."

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #2 July 9th, 2024, 11:58 PM

The tom's ears perked up as he heard a familiar voice calling to him, his fangs on the awesome gift Hawkster had given him. Crusher - as he had so righteously named his new friend - was tough and could take a beating, just like him! But... also super fun to cuddle at night. Made sleep time not as lonely, nope! It was true that Silverlark was far from better, but... But! He was getting there. And Mosster said he could almost be trusted out on his own soon, heh heh! Then he would have to make sure that he could get super familiar with everything, oh yes. So he could take Flashies out for an assessment. Victory!

But first! First. Whisk was calling. And... had he heard that right? They were going hunting?! Gasp! Oh... well... he sucked at hunting. Boo. But that was okay, that was okay. He'd be with Whisk. He'd just count on her to do the tracking. He'd do all the ambushing, heh heh.

"O-in' Ish! Ew ai'," he mewed, dropping Crusher in his nest, patting it affectionately before rushing outside to meet up with his friend. "Wait for me, wait for me, Whisk! I'm right behind yous!"

@Mica [Mistlewhisker]
| Figured I owed it to the little guy to finish his current silly roleplays before it's time.

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***Mica*** · #3 July 14th, 2024, 09:03 PM

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 42 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Silverlark - @Alchemist Kitsune ]
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Mistlewhisker padded out into the territory with Silverlark, chuckling at his echoing calls. "How are you feeling?" She asked as they walked, headed towards the ThunderClan border. There had been a surplus of squirrels recently, what with the warm weather, and she felt as though they would have a good chance hunting there.

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #4 July 15th, 2024, 11:13 PM

| Silverlark |
19 Moons - ShadowClan Enforcer
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive

The tom's giddiness quivered through his body, his hindquarters shaking before he took little hops here and there, his hunting most certainly not being at its highest in the sheer glee of being outside of camp for the first time in what felt like ages. The company was good too, oh yes, although... much as he hated to admit it, he was already tired. Which... that didn't track, yo. He had been sleeping for like... over two days in a row. By logic, he should be able to be awake and ready to go for two whole days now, mmmhmmm. Made perfect sense to him, in any case. Of course, he wasn't about to admit this. No more resting. None! Ew.

"Oh, much much betterer. Mmmhmmm. Oh! Oh! Look look! See? If I do this-" Silverlark proclaimed happily, hopping in place before turning an open mouthed grin in Mistlewhisker's direction, "-no more bleeding! Victory!"

In his exuberance the tom ignored the aching tiredness of his limbs in favor of playfully marching alongside the deputy, tail up in the air at the thought of adventure. Uncharted territory! New hunts! Maybe even battles! Okay, maybe not battles. Mosster would have his hide, heh heh. And then? Then off to get Flashies for some extra training. He had to make up for all his downtime, oh yes. But first? First Whisk. He hadn't spoken to her in so long. She hadn't come to visit while he was down, which meant one thing. She had to be super duper busy with this whole move and being deputy thing, mmhmm. It was a shame she had been demoted from enforcer, but it was okay. She would always be an enforcer in his heart.

"Hows yous been doing though, Whisk? Busy busy? Need a good hug? Not to brags, yo, but Rising? She used to think I gave the best ones, mmhmmm. 'Course I can just give yous a hug even if you don't need it, heh heh," the young enforcer mewed, his tone serious one moment and broken in a fit of chortles the next.

@Mica [Mistlewhisker]

***Mica*** · #5 July 16th, 2024, 01:45 PM

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 42 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Silverlark - @Alchemist Kitsune ]
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Mistlewhisker watched him hop around, a tenseness in her shoulders relaxing at the sight. He truly was okay now. Good. Mistlewhisker wasn't sure what she or the Enforcers would do without his undying light. "No more bleeding." She echoed, nodding. "Take it easy, now. No need to risk reopening something." She glanced at the ground they walked on, all its stones and moss and pinecones. "Or twisting your leg."

His chattering leaned towards how she had been, and the deputy chuckled lowly. "Very busy. But I prefer it that way." She was sure the Enforcer could understand. "Though," she glanced sidelong at him, "I could never turn down one of your... hugs." Hydrolic presses, more like. But cats didn't know what hydrolic presses were, so for now it was a hug.

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #6 July 29th, 2024, 07:24 PM

"Twisting my leg? Nah nah nah. Can't happen, Whisk. I might gets all them nasty bites in my scuffles. But you see these toes? Thems made for prancing and hopping around. They can't get all twisty. Just be betraying themselves, ya dig?" Silverlark explained, laughter bubbling in his throat.

There was an undeniable sense of euphoria about the tom as he spoke and continued his march besides the darker deputy, eyes glinting with kit like delight. He wasn't sure he liked the new place as much as the old one, nope, but he still liked to explore. The enforcer was aware that they had to move. It was necessary. For what reason he hadn't a clue, but he trusted Dawnstar to know best. Truth be told, he wasn't all there the day of the move. Too tired. Like now. Woah, wait. What? No no no, no tiredness. No sleep. It was time for adventure!

Mistlewhisker's words were caught in Silverlark's rounded ears, and a grin broke across his face. Say less, Whisk! This tom is on the job! Without warning, he turned full swing towards the large she-cat, thick forelimbs attempting to scoop the molly into a ferocious, patented badger hug. Squeezing tight affectionately. Whisk was one of the cool cats, yeah. One of those cats who was always working and never complaining, mmhmmm. Bet that even though she never said it, she was tired. And you know what? As far as the silver throated warrior was concerned, it was always good to be told you were appreciated and loved. And a hug was just that and extra, heh heh!

"Big hug! Big hug! For everyone's favorite Whisk, heh heh!" he chortled as he tightened his hold.

@Mica [Mistlewhisker]

***Mica*** · #7 July 29th, 2024, 07:56 PM

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 42 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Silverlark - @Alchemist Kitsune ]
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Mistlewhisker grit her teeth against the bone-crushing hug the younger Enforcer throttled her with. But even though she could feel her ribs groaning in protest, she felt surprisingly comforted. Trying to relax with Hawkbite had felt more forced, and touch with cats was something Mistlewhisker tried to avoid. But Silverlark's acception of her words without trying to argue with her, trying to tell her that she "deserved relaxation" or whatever, made it almost... easier. The deputy huffed, still a little awkward and patting his shoulder with her chin before pulling away. "Thank you." She meowed, then began walking again. "Come, the prey won't wait for us."

Reaching the Dawning Woods, Mistlewhisker opened her jaws to scent the air. She hummed to herself when she scented a squirrel. Not incredibly common in this part of the woods, but not very rare either. Mistlewhisker dropped into a crouch, slipping into the brush as she gradually approached the unknowing prey. Spotting the light-brown coat of the squirrel, Mistlewhisker waggled her haunches before leaping forward, claws sinking into the spine of the squirrel. It squeaked once before going limp after a swift bite to its neck. Mistlewhisker glanced up from her prey, wondering how Silverlark was doing.

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #8 July 30th, 2024, 08:42 PM

Eagerly nodding in agreement, the stocky tom followed after the deputy, melting into the shadows as he became increasingly familiar with the territory. It was no swamp, but it was home. As long as it had all of his favorite cats in it, he would be happy no matter where ShadowClan rested their heads at. Sooner rather than later, however, he diverted from Mistlewhisker's path, his own nose picking up a scent to go after. One that he had thought would not be found in this new, less moist terrain.

Frog. Delicious, glorious, mouth watering frog. Oh StarClan be praised! This was just the pick me up meal he needed today. True, it didn't provide the pelt that could be oh so useful for nest building and warmth... but frog. So tasty. Nom nom. He was sure he could splurge just this once and forgo complete efficiency for the sake of an absolutely wondrous celebratory meal, right? Right. It was just a once in a while thing, mmmhmmm.

Crouching as he licked his whiskers, Silverlark stealthily made his way through the thicket, hearing the frog's song as he made certain not to make a sound. To stay well out of sight. Well... perhaps calling it a song was a bit of a stretch. It was more low pitched, random pops of sound than anything. Firmly assuring him that this was indeed a frog he scented and not a toad. The young enforcer might not know much, but he certainly knew his frogs and toads. They were each his favorite, of course, but frogs were just a little bit more delicious. Whenever toads were not. It was hard to tell, he supposed. But right now? Right now it was a frog, so obviously frogs were the most delicious, heh heh. Maybe he could catch something else and convince Whisk to share the frog with him, so he could actually taste it. That sounded like a victory to him, oh yes indeed.

The slippery creature didn't even know what happened. Fueled by the mere thought of sinking his teeth into his favorite meal, the battle first hunt a far off last enforcer managed to catch the creature unawares, landing on it and ending it before it realized he was there. Gleefully, the tom raised his head, nose twitching as the scent of the best prey in the entire forest wafted towards him as he clung to his prize with admittedly greedy glee, rounded ears swiveling as he tried to catch hints of any other frog hanging around here. Truthfully, this one had been quite far from water, so he assumed it had been a lucky find as it was... but you never knew. He might get lucky twice!

@Mica [Mistlewhisker]

***Mica*** · #9 Today, 12:07 PM

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 42 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend [ACTIVE], Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Silverlark - @Alchemist Kitsune ]
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As Silverlark faded into the shadows, so too did Mistlewhisker. She latched onto the scent of a squirrel, intruiged at the little creature that had strayed to the marshy ground instead of the safe pines. The deputy slunk along the ground, powerful legs keeping her body upright through long strides towards her prey. The squirrel's chittering directed her to a patch of dry grass, the light grey fluff of the creature just visible. Squirrels, while not nearly as tasty as frogs, had fluffy tails that were good for nests.

Mistlewhisker leapt, landing heavily on the squirrel and snapping its spine before it could shriek in surprise. Mistlewhisker smirked down at it, all the while giving a small prayer of thanks to StarClan and the squirrel for giving her this prey. Mistlewhisker picked up the squirrel, heading back to where she last saw Silverlark.

[I figure the next couple of posts can wrap it up? I'm going to miss him so, so badly]