✦Muddykit✦
She/Her | Shadowclan Kit | Master Scout
Brown pointed she with blue eyes and a patch of cream on her belly.
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Muddykit laughed a bit at the other kit's possible explanation before she snapped up. "OH UH- Oh yea!" She mewed, a moment of realization about her lack of explanation.
"I'm gonna be an apprentice soon! And I'm practicing tracking! There aren't cats in the ground!" She smiled. "I'm sniffing out cats in camp!"
For her, the tangle of scents had gotten more and more separate, as she tried to pick out different cats and the small differences in their scents. Sure, her explanation didn't do her actions justice, but she thought she would be understood just fine, and that's all she needed!
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Smoketail looked at her, and shrugged. "I'm okay." He said turning his gaze away from her so he wouldnt see him blush. He noticed her moving closer to him.
Goldenwhisker ran her soft tail along his flank, as if trying to comfort him. H-hey... she croaked, the words barely came out. Can I A-ask you S-somethng? she stuttered, her eyes glazed.
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Moonstep gently places his paws onto his tail, happy to hear of Saltcloud’s rather quick answer. “I’ve still yet to meet someone who’s the best at hunting, so I guess you’re fine, haha.”
This has been a success! Now he’ll be able to grow closer to his fellow clanmate; one he had been intrigued with for quite a bit, now. Better yet, Saltcloud seems pretty cool so far. Great!
Moonstep looks to the side for another moment before speaking up again. “I should probably head off now. Don’t wanna interrupt your zone-out-time for too long,” he teases, standing back up on all fours. “Once the lockdown’s done, I’ll see you here?”
Saltcloud smiled at Moonsteps retort, his tail gently moving side to side. He was grateful for the talk, and grateful still when Moonstep told him he would be moving off to give him his space again.
"Yes, that sounds good," He murmured. He shifted around in his spot before laying down slowly. "I'll see you after the lockdown is over, unless we see each other around camp."
~ BRIARSPLASH ~
stocky, large, & fluffy dilute gray tortie she-cat with goldish-green eyes; just a scratch
[ shadowclan enforcer | she-cat | 28 moons | abrasive, standoffish, loyal ]
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At first Briarsplash snorted in amusement at Hillstrider's suggestion of keeping the mouse skull as a trinket; a mouse, of all things? The smallest and most pathetic of catches? But something about how earnest he was... even her abrasive self couldn't find it in her to be too scathing about it. If anything, the fact that he was the supposed 'gift-giver' and was offering this... well... a single mouse skull would be better than nothing, right...?
"Heh, yeah, sure... maybe I'll keep it," Briar grunted in her rasp, glancing down at the mostly-eaten creature at their paws. She had said it mostly sarcastically, although part of her felt oddly compelled to follow up on that request, her tone slightly edged by consideration. If not just for the fact she'd finally gotten something from... well, somebody. Even if it was the exuberant warrior who stuck out like a rose in the middle of tangled weeds.
As Hillstrider rambled on, repeating himself, Briarsplash couldn't help but notice that every time he looked sheepish for a moment, realizing a mistake or blunder, he'd snap back a moment later. It was a bit jarring, quite confounding, and perhaps a bit... intriguing. Which wouldn't be the first time she'd thought that about the orange-furred warrior. For half a second, when he was being asked if he was from ShadowClan or not, the shadow across his charming face really made Briar think she might've dug up some buried feelings and got Hillstrider to feel something other than bright and lively. But it was gone as soon as it came, and she only blinked blankly at first, registering his flip-flop as she listened along.
Letting out an amused huff, Briarsplash gave a nod of acknowledgement as he mentioned he'd gotten that question before. Unsurprisingly. And he seemed rather self-aware. "Joshin'...?" Briar echoed under her breath, raising a brow in confusion over the unfamiliar word, but Hillstrider (without a care or thought in that head of his, from her view) kept going on as if he never noticed. But at his question, the she-cat grimaced a bit, shifting uncomfortably; but she had no right, did she? She was the one who'd brought up Clan heritage in the first place.
Fluffing out her pelt as if that would help hide the uncomfortable twitch in her fur over the topic, Briarsplash glanced around before, rather stiffly, shaking her head once. "Uh... no. I'm not from ShadowClan, so you wouldn't remember me. I... joined many moons ago, when I was probably around an early warrior age... just came by one day and was... taken in." Her voice was tight when speaking about the topics, not fond of the memories it brought up, nor the state she had been in when she'd joined; weakened, bleeding, freshly having kitted, malnourished and exhausted... practically dropping at Dawnstar's feet. To this day, she'd never told the full truth of what had happened prior to her stumbling into the Clan, desperate and at her last resort. And she didn't plan on changing that.
Clearing her throat, Briarsplash's eyes narrowed, glossing over those details as cleanly as she could in her head. "...But I'm still as ShadowClan as the rest of you, no doubt. If it ain't in my blood, it's in my heart and my claws," she assured sharply, not necessarily towards him, just the reminder of her non-Clanborn roots. That had gotten her some teasing back in the day when she'd been newer, and the insecurity had bubbled into a sort of ferocious rage and fuel to prove herself more than anything else. Now anyone who doubted her loyalty would earn a swipe to the face—
Ahem. The Enforcer was getting riled up simply by the thought of that, and forced her thick fur to lay flat, giving a huff while her skin burned hot under her pelt. Briarsplash briefly glanced away from Hill's piercing yellow eyes that reminded her of dandelions and sunshine as they held her gaze.
Hillstrider
ShadowClan Warrior
he/him | 24 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes] Purrks: Heightened Perception (Hearing)
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Hillstrider bit into the mouse again as Briarsplash launched into her origins, nodding absently. "Makes all the sense in the world to me!" He chirped, Briarsplash's vague threat to anyone who doubted her ShadowClan merit striking, but not in a way that made him nervous. "Don't matter where ya come from, my dude, just where you go." He pushed the last bit of the mouse towards her, stretching out over the dusty ground again. "Besides! You seem plenty ShadowClan to me. Very scary. Very tough." He nodded matter-of-factly, eyes closed.
The leafbare sunshine soaked into his pelt, drawing out a rumbling purr that vibrated through the ground. The birdsong brought his attention to the trees, letting himself get lost in the music. How could someone not love life when the beauty of the forest was right there for them to enjoy!! Hillstrider cracked open a yellow eye, glancing at Briarsplash. "Okay dude, favorite type of prey, go!"
[Haha no.... this isn't super late..... also I'm so sorry it's short]
I... Uhm... Goldenwhisker started, but couldn't find the words. Will you... Her mouth twisted, and the rest of the sentence was slurred. Ll-Llov-ve... She managed, cocking her head back, embarrassed.
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The tom paced the clearing, bored he wandered when there was going to be a patrol.
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The tom sat in the ditch waiting for an answer from Starclan. "Silverpelt is quiet, maybe being a kittypet was a bad idea."The tom lied down falling asleep.
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