ShadowClan Territory

[wolfie]

ⵌ ➜ #GUTSPAW
˗ˏˋ ✮ it . teeth . bite . // sixteen moons ˎˊ˗　
small spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes. has a huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - notch in left ear.

❝HIGH ACHIEVER, DON'T YOU SEE? BABY, NOTHING COMES FOR FREE !!❞

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『 彡 ➜ @Aroogi @Lil'Ember @Tallstar 』|| so sorry about guts !! ;0;
Gutspaw trailed after its patrolmates, ears swiveling to the sounds around teeth. At least this was easy to focus on. Hunting was repetitive, it was predictable. It tried to keep at least slightly away from the group, hanging back to get away from the dreaded small talk. Naturally, this was a fool plan considering it watched in real time Firepaw slow down to walk beside bite.

It stared unblinking at the younger apprentice with a look of void of any glee. "I literally could have never guessed that was your name, " was the only response it gave Firepaw, sarcasm dripping heavy from its tone. It wasn't as if she was the only other apprentice here or mostly dark ginger. Noo. Of course not. The feline figured maybe that would be the last of her. Most cats took the sarcasm as a clear sign to leave it alone.

Not this cat. Oh abyss, how young could they be? Sure, Mistlewhisker didn't state the obvious but it was a given. Why else would they be in the territory? ".. If this was a border patrol, you would've been assigned to one of the borders, " Gutspaw pointed out bluntly, deciding to quicken up teeth's pace and get away from the other. Maybe it was being a bit rude, but it was just — tired. It didn't want to talk to anyone.

Ugh, it just wanted this to be over with.

The apprentice parted its jaws, beginning to stray a little bit more to scent for any nearby prey. Expect, something metallic drifted into its senses. It caused teeth to completely halt. Was - was it just, imagining things? "Do - you guys smell that?" It inquired, eyebrows furrowing close together.

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⸝⸝⊂➜﹒silk spinner ✮ kitty softpaws t2 ✮ bewitched ⊃⸝⸝

❝THEY SAY I'M A CONTROL FREAK - DRIVEN BY A GREED TO SUCCEED !!❞

[Tallstar]

Flytail
He Him
39 Moons
Flytail kept pace with tuctedtusk his ears slightly angled towards the two apprentices conversation while he walked along it was slightly amusing to listen to on the monotonous quest he saw the irritation slightly glistening off if tuftedtusk but he pushed it aside sure he didn’t want to be on his brothers mate bad side but today he didn’t feel like putting in the effort to wear his mask.

When Gutspaw mentioned a smell he stopped. This was no ordinary smell he had a dripping feeling in his gut something was terribly wrong “I do smell something almost as if it’s crowfood or something..” he looked over to the enforcer waiting for them to speak up.

@Aroogi @wolfie @Lil'Ember

[Aroogi]

°•○◇ TUFTEDTUSK ◇○•°
He/Him • Enforcer • 31M • ShC
A large marbled tabby tom with large tusk-like teeth

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The enforcer listened to the apprentices in silence. His tail swished and his ears flicked. When both Flytail and Gutspaw mentioned smelling something not right, the tom would open his mouth to draw air over his scent glands, recoiling at the smell of blood and crowfood.

Rushing after the smell, he would burst from the undergrowth and find a sight he did not want to see. A body, its yellow fur torn up with small claw and teeth marks.

"Oh StarClan.." Tuftedtusk breathed, staring at the body of Yellowtwist: fellow enforcer, now dead. "Seems like rats. Too many of em." He commented, sniffing around the enforcers remains.

[ @Lil'Ember @wolfie @Tallstar ]