Enforcer Challenge [spectators welcome]

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 45 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Killer Aptitude T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Hawkbite - @SuspiciousMindz ]
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The Deputy was hardly surprised when the announcement for an Enforcer challenge rang out. Mistlewhisker lumbered over to the Enforcer Commander as cats gathered. Once she reached his side, she settled down with her tail wrapped neatly around her paws. Mistlewhisker remained far enough away from Hawkbite to remain appropriate, but if her tail flicked against his for a moment before she sat, that was her business and her business alone.

Mistlewhisker knew Shrewstep had been slacking, but Foggymask? Mistlewhisker hardly thought he was an appropriate replacement. Well, perhaps he would change her mind.

Mistlewhisker spotted some of Dawnstar's children, a small smile flickering on her lips before fading. That bunch was rowdy, for sure. The Deputy had considered her maternal instincts to be a weakness, but the kits and her own adopted children had been slowly changing her mind. Stars, she would tear the world apart for them. She wondered if any of them would be an Enforcer one day. If they would challenge someone and take their spot.

[idia]

SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 15 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]

squirrelrise is not a fan of any violence. it's not exactly a secret - with the way she seems as if she's seen a ghost when it's mentioned. simple spars included. yet, despite that, she's found herself settling amongst the forming crowd to watch shrewstep and foggymask compete against each other. she's just a little interested in who will win, and also hawkbite had said he'd hoped he'd see either squirrelrise or his apprentices at the sparring. she felt inclined to come. maybe once (or, if) she gets over her anxiety surrounding battle, she'll engage in a spar of her own one day.

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[Fits]

Foxkit
| he/him | ShadowClan | Kit |

Foxkit looked up, prompted by a voice. An adult had come to sit next to him. She said that things might get "dangerous", but Foxkit didn't understand why. Nothing had even happened. Not yet. What was all this fuss about, anyway? Plus, why was she asking his permission? She could just as easily sit down beside him without so much as a warning. It wasn't like Foxkit could really do anything about it if she did.

In any case, he supposed that this was the part when he would be expected to give his own response, pointless and vapid as it was. "Okay," Foxkit said simply, finally answering her question. "What's this?" he added, flicking his tail vaguely ahead of him. He'd caught something about an Enforcer and a trial, but none of that made any sense nor was particularly helpful.

"Oh," said Foxkit, turning back as his gaze was drawn to the battling cats' movements. They were fighting. He recognized those movements from his siblings' quarrels--though obviously this was on an entirely different level from kits' swatting matches. Why were they fighting? Maybe they were hungry... But why wasn't anyone trying to stop them? Mother was always quick to scold Foxkit's siblings for such behavior. Hopefully the other cat's explanation would answer some of those questions.

( @Blossom Cry - Salmonshade )