ShadowClan Clearing

[nyme]

I WILL BE MARRIED TO SILENCE

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SWANTOOTH . 17 MOONS . SHE/HER . SHADOWCLAN
AGATHA KITTY + MIND READER

"I'll try to have less fun around you." She assures him blandly, choosing some spot on the distance to focus on to escape his eye contact. No thanks. A very large part of her would be perfectly content to wander off, now, and return to the fog—but something, spite or boredom or whatever, has her mired here. "I don't think you know what you're talking about," Swantooth continues, low and matter-of-fact. And then, as a gesture of goodwill, "but that is okay."

Who doesn't get along with cats? Certainly not Swantooth! Behold her diplomatic prowess. This is all so pointless, but she'll allow herself a prideful glow. A little treat.

She doesn't know to answer the following question because she doesn't entirely know the answer for herself. It's easy enough to cobble together a reply, though. "You didn't answer my first question. You have plenty of time to do that, still." Swantooth doesn't really care what the answer is, but she will pretend to now. She'd cared enough to ask it in the first place, after all—not that she really understands why. It's just one of those days.

"Clanmates take care of one another and get along with one another," she parrots dryly, "shouldn't that mean you ought to know my name?"

@Splitmoon ; WOLFCLAW

[Splitmoon]

Wolfclaw still continued to glare at her as she continued to talk. boy was she annoying thought Wolfclaw. She kinda reminded him of someone, someone he hated...but used to care for. Blinking, he looked away from her. "Why do you want to know?" his gaze looked at the cats near the fresh kill pile. "The forest is always dangerous didn't your parents teach you that." He said sternly. "Just because I say that, doesn't mean I want to know your name." He said turning his gaze back to Sawntooth. "I rather know every cat in this clan besides you."

The wolf like tom sighed and looked away from her again, his gaze moved around the clearing for Blacklily, after a moment he found her sitting over in the far side of the clearing. He was a Shadowclan now, and so was Blacklily. They have been for many moons now but every now and then some cat would remind him of the two cats he left back in Thunderclan and then the more he thought about it the more he thought of the betrayal. "Do you always bug cats like this? Always putting your nose in other cats business?" he said without looking at her.

@nyme - Swantooth

[nyme]

I WILL BE MARRIED TO SILENCE

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SWANTOOTH . 17 MOONS . SHE/HER . SHADOWCLAN
AGATHA KITTY + MIND READER

"I don't want to know. But, I asked, so it's appropriate for you to answer." Whatever that's supposed to mean (not wanting to know, but asking anyway?), she doesn't seem interested in elaborating. "Thank you for answering." Her appreciation is wooden, another phony token of manners and good nature. Wolfclaw seems the type to respond better to an approach vastly different than the one she's employing here, but Swantooth doesn't see the point in changing tack now. Feigned pleasantries will have to suffice. Maybe some other time that she decides to be real again, if he happens to be the unlucky victim of that. Maybe.

Every cat in this clan besides you. Her ear twitches and there's that wonky amusement again. She doesn't know what her own face looks like, has no idea about the crooked grin. "This isn't bugging. It's a conversation between clanmates...you aren't doing a very good job of taking care of me. Not to mention getting along." Swantooth won't be dropping that line about what clanmates are to each other any time soon.

"What should I do differently?" She asks. She has no intention of acting on his advice, whatever it may turn out to be, but her curiosity is genuine.

@Splitmoon ; WOLFCLAW

[seeingstars]

Coyotepaw ♠ He / They ♠ Shadowclan apprentice ♠ 11+ Moons

Coyotepaw was so close to being a warrior, he could practically TASTE it at this point. He sucked a deep breath in past through his teeth. Being an apprentice was starting to get too boring for his taste, but he didn't dare sneak out all that often, too risky, especially with the leader's, deputy's and the enforcers' ever watching eyes on the clan at all times.

The brown-based rosette tabby stretched as he rose from his center of the camp sunning spot, he curiously peered around the camp. Even with the lockdown being semi-lifted, the camp still felt packed and altogether too crowded, much to the apprentice's displeasure.

He couldn't wait until the lockdown was lifted and the warriors could start going out again so the camp would be a little less hectic, at least kits were tolerable, give them a scary enough look and they typically would just leave you alone... most of the time.

{ OPEN }

[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 42 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Owlthroat didn’t hesitate a moment further, he kept his own talons sheathed. He knew far too easily the damage he could cause with them. A testing move, the burly tom threw himself forward. An obvious paw heading straight in Silentpaw’s direction, it gave him an estimate of what he was working with.

If it hit, it would be a forceful shoulder blow. Probably knock him off balance in the process. Owlthroat’s crooked yellow teeth were curved into a grin. This is what he enjoyed the most.

[ @Star ]

[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 42 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Yet another apprentice, had word been getting around? Did they have their own secret network he didn’t know about? He shook his fur out idly. Wispypaw if he remembered correctly, he couldn’t exactly say no now could he. He’d sworn to do a good job, apply himself and prove he was worthy of the role he’d been handed.

The light was already setting, the apprentice had picked a good time. ”Aye, you ready to leave now?” Owlthroat quizzed the cat bluntly.

[ @Kix ]

[OBigBrainO]

ashpaw
9 moons - shadowclan - they/them
dark grey cat with darker spots and tail; copper eyes
silvertongue t2, shadow fiend, dreamwalker

”..Anyway, how’re you doing?”
Ashpaw attempted to keep a nonchalant demeanor, despite being absolute rubbish at that.
Okay.. they needed to improve their social skills.
Got it.

@Star

[Star]

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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 | 9 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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Silentpaw was quick to notice Owlthroat's paws swinging at him, but he didn't quite get the chance to dodge properly. The large warrior's paw was able to knock him slightly off-balance, but Silentpaw had been expecting this. The same move Newtbelly had used when first sparring with him. Must be the default "starting move" for many warriors. He jumped at Owlthroat with outstretched paws, an attempt at hooking his claws in the warrior's fur for easy access to his back. Owlthroat was a fairly large cat, and like what they had just been taught, they could probably use his large size as an advantage.

{ @Daragca - Owlthroat }
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[Star]

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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 | 9 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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Silentpaw turned his gaze away from the other apprentice, looking briefly around the clearing. There was really no reason he did that except the fact that he needed a break from staring at a pelt so familiar. He shrugged at their question, turning his deadpan gaze back to the apprentice.

"... Yourself?" He asked lowly, short, bobbed tail flicking behind him.

{ @OBigBrainO - Ashpaw }
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[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 42 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Not as impressive as he had been first led to believe, Owlthroat’s blow had caught Silentpaw. Not with its full force, but enough. But he wasn’t as dim as he let on, Owlthroat with his moons of experience easily anticipated the move. Silentpaw projected it, leaping at his back with claws outstretched. He felt them dig in, he was ever thankful for his thick fur but felt a few cut through. Minor grazes.

Owlthroat swung around and launched him from his perch atop the monolith. A smile laced his maw. ”Good, you need to move faster though. My first blow should’ve been an easy dodge.” The tom’s low voice rang through the clearing. ”You project your moves too much, loosing the element of surprise, try less thinking more action.” It was certainly how Owlthroat fought, the lumbering oaf anywhere else. But on the battlefield he simply flowed, his moves becoming one with his surroundings. For such a large cat he became surprisingly nimble.

Owlthroat shook out his fur and slapped a paw across into the dirt, muddying visibility. Through this cloud he lept, swinging a curled paw at his haunches. But he’d left his own flanks undefended with such a bold move, relying on the element of surprise the dirt offered. Praying Silentpaw would think less this time and take the opportunities as they came.

[ @Star ]