QUILLPAW he/him. 10 moons. dark grey tom; tabby markings; light grey markings, amber and blue eyes.
[ mind reader ]
quillpaw catches sight of a kit approaching him from the corner of his eye, but promptly looks away. out of sight out of mind. that is, until he hears a squeaky little voice trying to get his attention. oh great, he thinks with a heavy sigh, heterochromatic gaze landing on the young kit. oh, it's one of grandmother's kits. except..this kit - snakekit, perhaps - was practically the opposite of dawnstar. all bone and fur.
the tabby narrows his eyes and tilts his head, staring at the scrawny scrap of fur with scrutiny.
"what do you want?" he asks, tone sharper than he originally intended it to be. he's certain that snakekit is going to bother him in some way. that's what kits are best at, he's pretty sure.
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White she-kit with very pale, barely visible rosette spots and mint eyes.
She/Her | 7 Moons| + every 6th | ShadowClan Apprentice | Selectively Mute
[2/100]
Purrks:
Well Insulated [Permanently Active] • Mind Reader [Permanently Active]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Has sitting still always been this hard? Iceki- no, Icepaw - shifted her position again, untucking her paws from underneath her and instead laying her fluffy tail on top of it. She was getting restless, for sure. The weather was getting colder... Not that she minded, anyway. She was grateful for her long, thick fur. She felt bad for the other cats in the Clan that had short fur. Must be tough.
The white she-cat shifted AGAIN, turning her body sideways and laying her head on her forepaws, which she'd removed her tail from. Her tail now curled neatly around her hind legs, which were outstretched to the side. Pale mint eyes blinked slowly as she scanned the clearing. Should she make way for the Apprentices' Den? She couldn't quite go into the Nursery anymore to sleep, so this was a tough decision. Staying in the Apprentices' Den was also quite awkward. Full of cats she didn't recognise. Except Palepaw. That was about it. Everyone else seemed like a total stranger, which was funny because they were literally Clanmates. And denmates. Lips thinning, Icepaw shifted slightly, turning her body slightly again so she was leaning more to her side.
{OPEN!!}
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╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Icepaw
White she-kit with very pale, barely visible rosette spots and mint eyes.
She/Her | 7 Moons| + every 6th | ShadowClan Apprentice | Selectively Mute
[2/100]
Purrks:
Well Insulated [Permanently Active] • Mind Reader [Permanently Active]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Has sitting still always been this hard? Iceki- no, Icepaw - shifted her position again, untucking her paws from underneath her and instead laying her fluffy tail on top of it. She was getting restless, for sure. The weather was getting colder... Not that she minded, anyway. She was grateful for her long, thick fur. She felt bad for the other cats in the Clan that had short fur. Must be tough.
The white she-cat shifted AGAIN, turning her body sideways and laying her head on her forepaws, which she'd removed her tail from. Her tail now curled neatly around her hind legs, which were outstretched to the side. Pale mint eyes blinked slowly as she scanned the clearing. Should she make way for the Apprentices' Den? She couldn't quite go into the Nursery anymore to sleep, so this was a tough decision. Staying in the Apprentices' Den was also quite awkward. Full of cats she didn't recognise. Except Palepaw. That was about it. Everyone else seemed like a total stranger, which was funny because they were literally Clanmates. And denmates. Lips thinning, Icepaw shifted slightly, turning her body slightly again so she was leaning more to her side.
{OPEN!!}
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Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\14 moons\Shadowclan
"One man falls, another takes his place, he chases the wind until the end of his days."
The pale cat in the clearing seemed to have ants in her pelt or they were doomed to be uncomfortable. Either way, it was stinking funny to watch. The apprentice peered from the shadows, a cheeky grin twisting her maw. Haha! What a silly cat. Was something wrong with them? It couldn't of possibly been the cold, their fur was as thick as the trees that surrounded Shadowclan, so that wasn't it. Maybe she was just weird. Yeah, it was probably that.
The two toned tortoiseshell then rose from her lounging spot, her grin a smidge more sinister. Until she figured out what made this cat tick, all she was getting was regular snotty Magpiepaw. After that, she'd adjust her personality accordingly and gain all the love and admiration she deserved.
She walked up to them, finding it hard to recognize their face. But they had pale eyes and fur that would make her nearly impossible to see once they finally got some snow. She blinked at them, before yowling. "Hey! What's up with you and your shimming? Eh?"
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❝And the cats kill one by one!❞
- Hartebeest by Yalokre
cloverpaw dragged themselves out the apprentice den, trotting to their usual spot in the clearing. secluded. how she liked it nowdays. her one half-blind eye still felt weird, but she could still see, which was good. after a bit of glaring at random passerbys, cloverpaw laid down, curling up to try and take a nap. whether she could, is a different story.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
