High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

**Rowan** · #**6681** October 3rd, 2024, 08:50 AM

°LionPaw°
Male | 4 Moons | Posts: 3/100
long hair dark brown braided tabby with baby blue eyes and white specks on his fur, large tail, pushed in snout
Purrks: None

@twizzypaw

The new apprentice was relieved whenever the warrior whom he’d now call his mentor approached him. Hopefully that was for the better, but he’d also notice the glare that felt as though it was piercing through him. What was this cat’s issue?…Either way, his gaze averted back to ClovePool, a prideful but serious expression on his face. Her words brought the young tom some reassurance and he nodded in response. “Then I shall do my part and train as hard as I possibly can.” he promised, reaching up and touching noses with his new mentor. She seemed like a noble enough warrior.

He perked up as the leader went over the rest of the announcements, staying near his mentor. New warriors…medicine cat, that felt usual. The casualties were…disappointing. It was sad to see cats go, especially an enforcer he heard lots of pleasant things about. Then…his fur bristled and eyes widened. Both Kit and Queen were badly injured. That- that stupid, dumbass fur all that NightShiver just had to take in—and now she was hurt? Why hadn’t he heard anything of this? Mama- his only true mama…was hurt. He held back his cries simply to seem strong. But- NightShiver and…that damned FishKit. Hawk-guy was ok…that was good. Oh how he wanted to run. To go and kill the fox a second time. Third…fourth. Then he wanted to go to mama-NightShiver…he wanted to go and tell her it’s okay…he probably wouldn’t even be able to see her.

**Starphobia** · #**6682** October 3rd, 2024, 10:23 AM

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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 8 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[N/A/100]

Purrks:
Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Agatha Kitty [Permanently Active] • Katty Krueger
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Silentpaw quietly listened, no response coming from him. It was surprising, yes, the amount of deaths and attacks were quite strange. He did perk up at the mention of his mentor, killing a fox with another warrior he wasn't very familiar with.

Good for him.

He listened to the rest of Dawnstar's speech, tail flicking. Lostspark was dead? That was a shame. He had expected to speak to her some day, he guessed that day would never come.

All bitter thoughts about his mother getting an apprentice was washed away as soon as he heard Dawnstar's final few sentences.

Foggymask? Challenging Shrewstep for a position?

... Why?
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**Crown_Sage** · #**6683** October 3rd, 2024, 03:59 PM

Golden whisker snorted at the first part. More deaths? That was good for her. Maybe there was another murderer among the Clan? She had already allied with Quickpaw, who had died trying to kill duckthroat. At the last part, she grinned. She was definitely going to be there,

**snowflake.** · #**6684** October 3rd, 2024, 06:49 PM

Shadepaw
Pure black pelt; dark mackerel markings; amber eyes
She/her || 7 moons || ShadowClan Apprentice
Agatha Kitty: Perm Activated - Silver Tongue [T2] - Shadow Fiend
Mentor: Shrewstep • Post Count: /100 • Site • Bio

Shadepaw saw Clovepool's initial reaction of disgust, and she couldn't help feeling a ripple of satisfaction. But then... What? Clovepool was... Pleased? Her eyes narrowed at Lionpaw who had pledged to train as hard as he could. She knew Clovepool would hold him to his promise. A wave of envy washed over her. She trained as hard as she could. And what did she get? Less time with her mother. Because of some apprentice randomly assigned. Not that she got any time with her mother. This meeting was the first she had seen Clovepool since she got apprenticed. Now she was the one feeling disgusted. Shadepaw turned her back coldly on the two new mentor and apprentice, instead focusing on Dawnstar. ... Why were there so many deaths? Were everybody in her clan just idiots? ... Lockdown. Great. Just great. Now how will she train? She didn't want to be good. She wanted to be exceptional. ... The next announcement was a jolt. Foggymask... Challenging her mentor? That would be... Interesting. From what she'd seen of Shrewstep, it wasn't a surprise. It still made her furious. She'd have an ex-enforcer as a mentor. Stupid. Stupid Shrewstep. By lowering her mentor's position, her position was lowered as well. Not for the first time, she wished that she had a different mentor. Her gaze flicked from Foggymask to Shrewstep. It looked like her mentor would at least give a fight, though she couldn't expect him to win. She didn't know Foggymask at all, though it was a low bar to cross to be a better enforcer than Shrewstep. If he failed... Maybe it was for the better. She'd just ask for a different mentor.

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@gs29513 - Shrewstep
@twizzypaw - Clovepool
@Rowan - Lionpaw

**Nixey** · #**6685** October 3rd, 2024, 07:18 PM

Ibispaw | Shadowclan Apprentice | she/her | 41/100

Excitement courses through her as Ibispaw cheered the new names of warriors. Such a big accomplishment in a cats life was to gain that title, so it was always exciting when any cat did. Then the medicine cat apprentice was announced, and more cheers erupted from Ibispaw, joining in with the crowd. Then she grew silent as Dawnstar continued with announcements.

As reassignments were called Ibispaw could feel her chest tighten. Seriously, what kinda of joke was being played on her? The one warrior she was attempting to avoid, and somehow she had ended up as his apprentice.
Not that she doubted he could finish her training, far from that actually. She simply..didn't know how to face the other.

Meeting his gaze, Ibispaw felt a small smile curl her maw as she gave a wave of her tail. As nervous and embarrassed as she was, Ibispaw couldn't lie about the fact that she was pleased who she had ended up with. An enforcer, the head enforcer, apart of a role she had expressed interest in before. Plus, she knew Hawkbite, knew she could trust him. At least, with a few things.

There was a moment of hesitation as Hawkbite patted the spot, inviting her to join the little group. Though it only lasted for a moment, as she stood and slinked her way through the crowd to get to them, attempting to not interrupt anything occurring around her. Offering a nod towards Squirrelrise as she took a seat by Hollowpaw and Hawkbite. Ibispaw flicked her tail against the other apprentice, offering her a smile and mouthing a ‘congrats’.

Her gaze returned to Dawnstar, listening to the rest of the announcements. Death seemed to linger within Shadowclan, closing its tendrils tighter each time a cat was on their own. Four gone. It was like icy water had been poured on top of her. It seemed the situation was truly serious, and she certainly didn’t intend to push the leaders patience.

The news of an enforcer challenge was interesting. She didn’t know either of the cats very well, all things considered. But she nodded when Hawkbite spoke, her voice hardly above a murmur, “Of course, sounds exciting.” It truly did, two cats sparring for a rank? Count her in for a watch. Hopefully, it could help distract from the gloom from the deaths.
@SuspiciousMindz | @fade | @idia

**goodacacia** · #**6686** October 5th, 2024, 12:38 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by idia

QUILLPAW
he/him. 9 moons. dark grey tom; tabby markings; light grey markings, amber and blue eyes.
[ mind reader ]

quillpaw's eyes narrow, borderline glaring at palepaw as the younger breaks out into a fit of laughter. he's not sure what exactly he said or did to make him laugh so much, or smile so big, but he doesn't like it one bit. "you're disturbing me, to a sickening degree." he remarks snarkily, mismatch eyes landing back on his grandmother after saying so. he hopes that'll be the end of it.

of course, he internally sighs, grimacing as palepaw whispers. "no, and I don't really plan to." he responds sharply, scooting away just a tad. he's never been a fan of kits, they're all too loud and grubby. his grandmother's didn't seem to be any different. his ear gives a simple flick as apprentice and warrior ceremonies are announced, disinterest clear as day on his features. none of them were his siblings so..he didn't really care. so sorry to those who received new names - not really.

his expression does change, however, upon hearing the news about grousepaw. he bites back a snicker, maw threatening to twitch upwards in a smirk. "good riddance." he scoffs. he knew something was off about that tom. he doesn't know much about rookfire, and doesnt have much of an opinion on him, but really - in his eyes, at least rookfire's made it clear he's dedicated to his job in the clan before. then comes reassignments and oh, how intriguing. deaths. including his mother's, which isn't a shock seeing as darkfall made an effort to tell quillpaw and his remaining siblings.

he did not care for his mother, if lostspark could even be given that title. he interacted with her less than a pawful of times his whole life, so the connection was non-existent. all that connected them was blood. still, there's that odd feeling in his chest he got once rainpaws death was announced, only this time it's much lighter. subtle, but there. well, there's more disappointing news, like the clan being put on lockdown once again. grandmother seems quite serious this time, regarding punishments - not a surprise. "how disappointing." he sighs.

[ so sorry for such a late reply!! ;w; ]

Palepaw
◆ ShadowClan | 7 moons | [52/100]

He spoke dejectedly, "Disturbing?"

Was he being too loud? He'd never really thought about it. Yes, he talked quite a bit, but his voice was always soft. Afterall, how loud could a kitten his size be. Could Quillpaw be right and he was actually being loud? Palepaw glanced around, awaiting scolding faces but the only one he found was Quillpaw's.

Back onto the topic of Dawnstar's new litter. "Well, suit yourself, 'cuz I'm curious."

He'd visit the nursery anyways, but his last visit was a while. That just reminded him to give Nightshiver and Icekit a visit soon. Hearing Grousepaw's disappearance worried him a little. Palepaw hardly new the medicine cat apprentice but how could someone just disappear like that? At Quillpaw's scoff, Pale's bright blue eyes wavered with confusion. "Are you not worried? Someone just disappeared."

The only semi good thing was that Rookfire was the new medicine cat apprentice. Usually Palepaw would be overjoyed to hear someone he knew during announcements, but today...with everything that was happening, for once Palepaw had stopped smiling. The worrisome news just piled on, one after another. A kit ran out and it led to...Nightshiver got hurt... With his ear pinned back and more worry had filled his eyes, Palepaw had felt his heart drop to his stomach. "No...."

[ no worries! take your time ]

**iliri** · #**6687** October 5th, 2024, 09:26 AM

Pantherkit
medium-furred, dark brown mackerel tabby with white paws, hazel eyes
purrks: n/a
he/him | shc kit | 1 moon

Truth be told, Pantherkit hadn’t held the slightest clue of what was happening outside of his mother’s den. Dawnstar had been making announcements, but her words were nothing more than background noise to him—something distant and unimportant. He had listened for a few moments, hearing something about patrols and warriors, but he quickly lost interest. What did any of that have to do with him, anyway? He was Pantherkit, and none of that boring stuff mattered in his world. Inside the leader's den, the space was shadowy, filled with strange and macabre trinkets that seemed to almost whisper secrets to him. The bones, tufts of fur, and other oddities Dawnstar had collected intrigued him in a way nothing else did. He knew he wasn’t supposed to mess with them—his mother had made that very clear—but Pantherkit couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over them, imagining all the unique stories they held. Maybe one day he’d be the one bringing back something special for the den. Maybe something bigger and better than anything that was already here. His paws shifted restlessly, his attention wandering back to the entrance of the cave. The outside world always seemed so lively compared to the stillness of the den. Peering out, Pantherkit could see the camp beyond, dominated by the massive fallen cedar in the center. The Grimpeak, it was called.

Its jagged, broken trunk jutted into the sky like some kind of ancient, crumbling monument. Kits weren’t supposed to climb it, but that didn’t stop Pantherkit from dreaming of the day he would. Movement near the base of the Grimpeak caught his eye, and Pantherkit narrowed his gaze, spotting the darkened figure of Mistlewhisker sitting off to the side. His ears perked up. Now there was something interesting. Unlike everyone else, Mistlewhisker didn’t treat him like some fragile little thing. She wasn’t always fussing over him or acting like he was some nuisance. No, Mistlewhisker was... different. And Pantherkit liked that. His decision made, he darted out of the den without so much as a glance back at his remaining siblings. They could stay behind and do whatever boring thing they wanted, but Pantherkit had better plans. His small white paws moved quickly across the clearing, dodging warriors and apprentices alike as he made a beeline for Mistlewhisker. It wasn't like anyone ever paid much attention to where he was going, anyway. Being small had its advantages. When he finally reached her, he stopped abruptly, his eyes wide with curiosity. Mistlewhisker wasn’t alone. Pantherkit's siblings—Venomkit, Adderkit, Weepingkit, Scorpionkit, and Emberkit—were all clustered around her, sitting close and looking oddly content, or so he thought. His striped tail flicked in surprise. How had they ended up here without him noticing? He blinked hawkishly, watching them for a moment, the noise of the camp fading into the background.

For a split second, he considered turning around and going back to the den. But the sight of his littermates sitting there, quietly huddled with Mistlewhisker, pulled him closer. Despite his usual independent streak that he developed, there was something comforting about being near his siblings, even if he’d never admit it. Without a word, Pantherkit padded over to them, slipping in beside his littermates as if he had been there the entire time. He didn’t speak—he didn’t need to. Being with them was enough.

@Mica @burntToast @Morrigan @Moonraven @SuspiciousMindz [ slowly trying to figure this lil dude out but here’s the lil punk ]

***Undertaker*** · #**6688** October 5th, 2024, 06:57 PM

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Dawnstar let her anger root her to her seat when no cat dared challenge her newest restriction. The warm heat of her rage calmed her as her gaze drifted towards her spawn. Pantherkit had joined his siblings, and Weepingkit, for whatever reason, decided to take a bit out of Mistlewhisker. Why were her kits so chaotic?

Lostspark... Dawnstar dashed the thought away before it had time to dwell. She glanced at Lostspark's remaining kits, noting the variety of emotions regarding their mother's death. Bleedingpaw seemed to be the worst off at the moment. She'd have to check on him after she was done herding her spawn off, perhaps playing the kittens will make him feel a little better. The pain wouldn't go away nor the sadness, but the brats did provide a brief distraction from the hurt.

She didn't see the loners she had invited into ShadowClan, so she wouldn't waste her time introducing them. "If you haven't met my litter of parasites" Dawnstar began, "The crying biting tom is Weepingkit. The one who decided she's part squirrel is Venomkit. The muddy tom in the back is Houndkit. The loudmouth is called Scorpionkit. The ones not causing me headaches are Emberkit, Pantherkit, and Adderkit. Breezekit, Rowankit, Grottokit, and Foxkit I'm sure you'll see around somewhere. Do scold them if you see them up to trouble." Dawnstar nodded to each kit as she named them.

Yes, she knew she was already missing one of the thirteen. She'd have to sniff around the clan and the territory as soon as possible. Dawnstar really couldn't handle losing Lostspark, the predators in the territory, and one of the thirteen too. But first, she had to take care of the rats.

'Meeting Dismissed." She finished, walking down the Grimpeak. "Pests," Dawnstar walked over to her kits with a firm scowl.

"When I am addressing the clan you sit quietly and behave, no yowling, no biting, no climbing, and no mud Houndkit I'm talking to you."Dawnstar glared at each problem kitten. "Not you, Pantherkit, Emberkit, and Adderkit. You three were good let's hope your littermates follow your example next meeting, otherwise they will be staying in the den." So frustrating!

"Weepingkit, apologize to Mistlewhisker for biting her and Houndkit come here you need a bath."
#shcmeeting

**Starphobia** · #**6689** October 5th, 2024, 07:06 PM

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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 8 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[N/A/100]

Purrks:
Ultimate Predator [Permanently Active] • Agatha Kitty [Permanently Active] • Katty Krueger [INACTIVE]
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Huh. Dawnstar apparently has kits. Silentpaw'd overheard some cats talking about them, but never paid much attention to them. But, judging by what the leader said, it was probably best for him not to get in a tangle with any of them, not that he'd wanted to anyway. He immediately stood at the dismissal, trudging away to the fresh-kill pile. A little something to fill his stomach wouldn't hurt, would it?
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**SuspiciousMindz** · #**6690** October 5th, 2024, 09:00 PM

[Scorpionkit]
ShadowClan Kit
No Purrks

Scorpionkit had found Weepingkit and was interrupted by bossy Emberkit. How dare she! The tiny she-kit hissed softly at her sister, pouting as she was dragged to Mistlewhisker where the chaos continued. Houndkit was scheming and Scorp was about to step in and join when something else caught her attention.

Scorpionkit sat back, staring in awe as Weepingkit -- the big brave kitten! -- bit the strangers toe. "WOOOOOOO GO WEEPING!!!!" Scorp would shout, softer than her previous screams, but loud enough to stand out. "GET THAT MEAN OLD CAT!" The dark tabby wasn't familiar with Mistlewhisker yet, so she didn't care to acknowledge the other feelings aside from the annoyance that sparked in the air.

Of course, her other siblings were there and Pantherkit was the last to show up. Scorp was about to greet everyone else when their mama finished the announcements, and her tense vibes sparked across the group. Amber eyes widened, darting up to look at the leader, her tiny toe beans flexing nervously in the dirt. Suddenly, Scorpionkit was a calm and collected child, sitting up straight with her eyes only on Dawnstar.

"Yes, mama, sorry," Scorp would apologize, her ears pinning to her head shamefully. She didn't like being scolded by mama.

@wolfie - Houndkit | @Mica - Ember/Mistle | @Undertaker - Dawn | @Moonraven - Weepingkit | @iliri - Pantherkit | @/anyone else that was apart of this, but only mentioning those Scorp intereacted with directly