Larkfire
She/Her | The Wraith Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk
Canting her head to the side, Larkfire blinked curiously at Darkfall as he ... winked at her and brushed past. Her half-amused, half-bewildered smile was aimed at his back as the other enforcer crouched to nip at a cluster of flowers. He'd winked at her at the meeting where he'd been named an enforcer, too. "You keep doing.. that." She meowed hesitantly after a moment, meeting his azure-blue gaze as he turned around.
She was sufficiently distracted after a moment though, breath clogging in her throat as Darkfall complimented her eyes. He had said that before, too, and it had hit just as close to home as last time. Fablespinner had always despised her, but especially for inheriting Risk's amber eyes instead of Fablespinner's lime green ones, as they had reminded the prissy rogue of her former lover.
Larkfire blinked down at the flowers he'd plucked for her, and then, her movements carefully deliberate, Larkfire sat back on her haunches, lifting a particularly orange flower up to eye level. She didn't dare look at Darkfall at his comment, as it stirred other memories from long past, but she did hesitantly twirl the orange bloom in her paws. "Do you..." She cleared her throat. "We can't just leave these flowers to wilt and wither... and I'm assuming you don't know how to..." Larkfire's voice wavered a moment, cheeks heating with slight embarrassment at her request. "It's a good time as any to learn how to weave a flower crown, wouldn't you think?" Finally, she did look up at him, feeling apprehensive. Would he judge her, for dropping her stony facade and wanting to involve in such... childish activities?
Darkfall
Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T2)
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Darkfall watched Larkfire twirl one of the flowers around in her paws with a small smile. It seemed she liked the little gift for her, something that made him really happy. Truth be told, he had been a little nervous that she wouldn’t be a fan of flowers, but it seemed that his worries were unfounded. When the younger enforcer cleared her throat, he blinked and waited to hear what she had to say. Aww, it was a shame that she hadn’t mentioned his comment about the moon, but it seemed as though she was trying to tell him something. Why would she mention the flowers withering all of a sudden? It was the next thing she said that caught him off guard. Flower… crowns…? A devilish grin found its way onto his maw as he thought about the idea of Larkfire making something so… silly. Well, silly wasn’t really the word, perhaps different? Something that he wouldn’t have ever thought in a hundred moons would come out of her mouth.
The drumming of his heartbeat only seemed to increase as he scooted closer to her, close enough that even the slightest movement could lead to them brushing into each other. ”I’d love to learn though, if you’re willing to teach me,” he purred while placing his paw on hers where she held the flower. Looking down, he met her gaze before saying ”There’s something else I’d like to talk to you about while you show me if that’s alright?” He hadn’t dragged her out here solely to look at the flowers. No no, the dark-furred tabby had a much larger plan in place for this evening.
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Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T2)
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Darkfall watched Larkfire twirl one of the flowers around in her paws with a small smile. It seemed she liked the little gift for her, something that made him really happy. Truth be told, he had been a little nervous that she wouldn’t be a fan of flowers, but it seemed that his worries were unfounded. When the younger enforcer cleared her throat, he blinked and waited to hear what she had to say. Aww, it was a shame that she hadn’t mentioned his comment about the moon, but it seemed as though she was trying to tell him something. Why would she mention the flowers withering all of a sudden? It was the next thing she said that caught him off guard. Flower… crowns…? A devilish grin found its way onto his maw as he thought about the idea of Larkfire making something so… silly. Well, silly wasn’t really the word, perhaps different? Something that he wouldn’t have ever thought in a hundred moons would come out of her mouth.
The drumming of his heartbeat only seemed to increase as he scooted closer to her, close enough that even the slightest movement could lead to them brushing into each other. ”I’d love to learn though, if you’re willing to teach me,” he purred while placing his paw on hers where she held the flower. Looking down, he met her gaze before saying ”There’s something else I’d like to talk to you about while you show me if that’s alright?” He hadn’t dragged her out here solely to look at the flowers. No no, the dark-furred tabby had a much larger plan in place for this evening.
Larkfire
She/Her | The Wraith Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk
Starsdamnit, Larkfire really hoped it was dark out, dark enough that her companion would not note the red flush spreading over her face. Her heart was really working against her brain today, stumbling over it's own paws every time Darkfall sent a glance her way.
But could she do this? Truly? Again? To hope for so much and then be left in the dirt? Larkfire didn't know. Only time would tell. She felt mortified beyond belief, though, watching that roguish smile appear on her companion's handsome face. Gosh, what had she been thinking? Flower crowns? And admitting wanting to make one, to probably the most infuriating cat in ShadowClan history??
She refused to back down though -- her ego and her pride would not take that blow. Larkfire blinked down at the paw that rest over hers, and then shifted in place. "I... I don't actually know how to make one either." She admitted softly, and then cast another cautious glance in his direction. Something else? "What?" The question was... blunt, but oh well.
Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T2)
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Bright blue eyes slowly blinked in the darkness, a brief moment of silence filling the space between them. All of a sudden, the large tom threw his head back with a deep, and hearty laugh. ”Silly,” he said, getting himself together ”If you didn’t know, why’d you make it seem like you do?” Grinning from ear to ear, Darkfall shook his head with a snort ”Alright, let’s figure it out together then, huh?” he asked.
Ah yes, speaking of together, that brought him back to the main point. Moving his paw from hers, he began gathering some of the flowers into a pile and slowly, but carefully work on weaving them together. Of course, he had no actual experience with it, but seeing the way others had worked on the dens in the past and his mild knowledge of nest making, it couldn’t be too hard could it?
Silently focusing on his task, he began to make subtle progress. It wasn’t coming out to be the prettiest thing in the forest, but one could see that the flower crown was starting to take some kind of shape. Satisfied with how it was going, he turned to his companion, a serious look a stark contrast compared to the unadulterated mirth that was present mere minutes before.
“Many moons ago, back when we were still apprentices I told you so many things.” He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing “I told you things like you were the most beautiful she-cat I’ve ever laid eyes on, and that any tom would be lucky to have you as a mate.” Another pause, carefully gauging her reaction before continuing “All of that still holds true. Though things have changed, I believe that this applies even more now than it did then. Back then I took the small things you did for granted, and it was only after you no longer did them that I realized what I was missing, and for that, I’m truly sorry.”
Embarrassed, he licked at the fur on his chest and rubbed at his torn ear with a forepaw. Gosh this was so embarrassing! ”Truth is… I like you, Larkfire. A lot. I’ve liked you for a very long time and I’d even go as far as to say it’s something… something else — something stronger.” He couldn’t actually get himself to say what the feelings truly were, it was enough that he was admitting even this much. He turned back to try to meet her gaze, the roaring of his blood pounding in his ears deafening. Great stars above there was more to say. Could he actually do this? He had to, right? ShadowClan warriors never backed down from a challenge! Just… the challenge of winning this she-cat’s heart might be a bit too much for his poor little anxiety riddled heart.
“Right now it’s just you and your kit, and it seems like you may need some help with the father not here, for whatever reason. I know that I’m still lacking in a lot of areas, but would you allow me the honor of being the acting father of Sleepykit? Well… I guess what I’m actually asking is… Will you be my mate, Larkfire?”
There. He said it. The question that had been weighing on his mind for moons now was finally asked. Was it alright? Was it too soon? Would she reject him, tell him no? He looked at his paws, unable to meet her piercing amber gaze anymore. Gosh why’d he do that? Would it have been better to just say nothing? Asdfghhkl — it’d be fine right? Right???
[ @Rose errr power play perms for whatever you think of, if you think of anything]
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Was it possible for Rushingpaw to look more sad than he already did? Ears flattened back and tail droopy, the apprentice nodded along as Stormeyes critiqued his form and method. At least he seemed to be taking her advice to heart. Trying to shake away his disappointment, Rushing carefully followed after his mentor, trying his best to be as quiet as possible.
"Will... Will you show me how you catch it? I promise I'll try to catch the next one... I just want to see." He meowed quietly.
starry flinched as she was left alone with the fox. Her silver eyes darting from side to side searching for anything to help. However when she wasn’t looking the fox jumped slamming into her side knocking her to the ground harshly. Claws dug mercilessly into her skin she yelped as she kicked furiously at the foxes stomach. Holding off the foxes snapping jaws switch her front paws as she managed to kick it off.
Scrambling to her paws she shook the blood from her fur before surveying the damage. A large gash ran down her hind leg. She winced as she took not of the gory wound. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes as she leapt forward slamming a large clawed paw into the foxes snout. Her paw however was caught in the foxes jaws. If you want it so bad then TAKE IT she snarled while reeling back her other paw and slamming her claws into the foxes eyes.
The fox released its grim on her before lunging again, this time she swiftly dodged it and rolled out of the way. She was loosing blood and fast as she struggled to stay focused. Her eye sight bleary and dizzying at times. Her paw throbbed as she held it limply under her. With a pained wheeze she haunted her self onto her paws. That’s she she noticed she was staring down the throat of the fox. It’s mouth wide as it snapped at her face tearing and clawing at whatever it could reach.
Starry screeched in pain before collapsing. She couldn’t see out of her left eye anymore… the world around her fading quickly. As she blacked out a familiar looking brown and cream pelt rushed out of nowhere and rammed into the fox. That’s was the last thing she saw.
( the fox is gone but starry is baldy wounded! So yes I would recommend bringing help
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Scorpionvenom showed Dawnstar where Starrywhisper was. He looked worriedly towards her, knowing she was alive but worried.
So on her way out of camp, she found a mousebrain following after her. Hadn't she ordered him to the medicine den? If he wasn't already injured and ShadowClan dealing with the weather, Dawnstar would have whacked him over the head. She quietly seethed, deciding that she'd just have to punish the mousebrain for not listening to her. It's not like Dawnstar needed a guide here!
Locating Starrywhisper hadn't been difficult between the blood and the nasty fox scent. The leader circled around the she-cat, sniffing along her flank to make sure she wasn't dead, and then paused behind her head, endeavoring to scuff the molly by the back of her neck and lift her body up so she could take her to Elmshadow.
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Lynxshade
Shadowclan
27 moons old | she/her
Shadow Fiend | Primal Instincts | Beefed Up (T1)
₊˚.༄ ೃ - Lynxshade wasn't sure what to think of her clanmates. They were already late because Honeypuff hadn't showed their butt, and now Tidebreak was fidgeting as if they had all the time in the world to get this done.
She was already tired of it.
They were approaching noon, the warmest moment of the day, but still there was the usual leaf-fall fresh breeze to make them cold enough to wish to move on.
The forest was lovely. She loved the scent of pine sap, the needles that covered the ground and made crumpling sounds as she stepped on them. And the trees were so tall that they seemed to reach the sky.
"Tidebreak, you were ordered to lead the patrol. So go on, lead." She said with a slightly irritated tone, halting and waiting for her to go forward. She hoped she could hunt, at least, because they were a very small patrol and Dawnstar would still expect as much prey as they could. And probably even more. She thought with a prick of worry, already scanning the area for scents, keeping her nose high in the air.
Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T2)
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Bright blue eyes slowly blinked in the darkness, a brief moment of silence filling the space between them. All of a sudden, the large tom threw his head back with a deep, and hearty laugh. ”Silly,” he said, getting himself together ”If you didn’t know, why’d you make it seem like you do?” Grinning from ear to ear, Darkfall shook his head with a snort ”Alright, let’s figure it out together then, huh?” he asked.
Ah yes, speaking of together, that brought him back to the main point. Moving his paw from hers, he began gathering some of the flowers into a pile and slowly, but carefully work on weaving them together. Of course, he had no actual experience with it, but seeing the way others had worked on the dens in the past and his mild knowledge of nest making, it couldn’t be too hard could it?
Silently focusing on his task, he began to make subtle progress. It wasn’t coming out to be the prettiest thing in the forest, but one could see that the flower crown was starting to take some kind of shape. Satisfied with how it was going, he turned to his companion, a serious look a stark contrast compared to the unadulterated mirth that was present mere minutes before.
“Many moons ago, back when we were still apprentices I told you so many things.” He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing “I told you things like you were the most beautiful she-cat I’ve ever laid eyes on, and that any tom would be lucky to have you as a mate.” Another pause, carefully gauging her reaction before continuing “All of that still holds true. Though things have changed, I believe that this applies even more now than it did then. Back then I took the small things you did for granted, and it was only after you no longer did them that I realized what I was missing, and for that, I’m truly sorry.”
Embarrassed, he licked at the fur on his chest and rubbed at his torn ear with a forepaw. Gosh this was so embarrassing! ”Truth is… I like you, Larkfire. A lot. I’ve liked you for a very long time and I’d even go as far as to say it’s something… something else — something stronger.” He couldn’t actually get himself to say what the feelings truly were, it was enough that he was admitting even this much. He turned back to try to meet her gaze, the roaring of his blood pounding in his ears deafening. Great stars above there was more to say. Could he actually do this? He had to, right? ShadowClan warriors never backed down from a challenge! Just… the challenge of winning this she-cat’s heart might be a bit too much for his poor little anxiety riddled heart.
“Right now it’s just you and your kit, and it seems like you may need some help with the father not here, for whatever reason. I know that I’m still lacking in a lot of areas, and I may , but would you allow me the honor of being the acting father of Sleepykit? Well… I guess what I’m actually asking is… Will you be my mate, Larkfire?”
There. He said it. The question that had been weighing on his mind for moons now was finally asked. Was it alright? Was it too soon? Would she reject him, tell him no? He looked at his paws, unable to meet her piercing amber gaze anymore. Gosh why’d he do that? Would it have been better to just say nothing? Asdfghhkl — it’d be fine right? Right???
[ @Rose errr power play perms for whatever you think of, if you think of anything]
Larkfire
She/Her | The Wraith Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk
Utterly dumbfounded. That was the best words Larkfire could use to describe herself in that moment. Stunned beyond measures and unable to formulate a proper response to the bombshell Darkfall had just thrown her way. Darkfall.
But let us rewind, shall we? Rewind back to how and why she'd ended up in this situation in the first place;
It was odd, for her heart to flutter so. For her gaze to get so stuck on just .. watching Darkfall that she was unable to look away. His laughter filled her with warmth, a pleased blush spreading over her cheeks, happy to have been the cause for Darkfall portraying such joy. "I never said I knew how to do it." Her retort held no bite at all.
In fact, it leaned more towards a friendly gibe. Oh, how fickle the heart could be. Angered and distraught one moment, soft and loving and fragile the next.
Loving?! Oh, goodness no, Larkfire was most definitely not in love, not with.. Darkfall of all cats. Her brain had firmly locked down on that fact. But did the heart ever listen to the brain? Silently, the young enforcer watched as her companion wove.. a contraption of sorts. It was amusing to see how much seriousness Darkfall put into the task. He... it was nice of him, to listen to her idiotic whims and not laugh at her for it.
'That looks like a bird's nest.' Larkfire had been moments from saying this, to poke him with another teasing remark, to see how he would react -- but she fell silent when he turned to face her, his expression solemn and serious as ever.
And just like that, her heart darkened. It seemed to wither from the inside, shriveling in pain at the phantom echo of what she'd felt when Darkfall had outright abandoned her. Yet, there was a spark of hope that lit, one that could not be dissipated, as he continued on. Funny, how one moment it was possible for her heart to shrink with pain and longing, and then bloom with hope and anticipation the next. That was the way of the heart, she supposed.
But now, back to the present. Back to here and now, Larkfire sat in eerie silence, staring at Darkfall through wide amber eyes. Somewhere along the way, Darkfall had fallen quiet too, as he was done speaking and was waiting for a reply. Alas, Larkfire was too stupified to do anything, so she sat there staring at him like an idiot for a minute or two before realizing her blunder; ah yes, Darkfall couldn't hear her racing internal thought-process. For all he knew, she was on the verge of rejecting him.
Though now that she thought about it... really, she wanted to get payback for what he'd done to her, but what if her teasing came across wrongly? No, their relationship was too fragile, was too much like walking on shards of glass, for her to mess with it now.
So instead, mouth tipping downward slightly, Larkfire stepped closer. And then, well, er... she kind of may have mayhaps lifted her paw and smacked his chest. "That's what you get for leaving me." The young Queen grumbled, and then not a moment later; "And this," She practically tackled him, then, front two limbs wrapping around his neck, face buried against his fur. "Is because I'm sorry I hit you just now."
She smiled into his fur, amused. Hey, she could get used to the fact that Darkfall's mere presense seemed to chase away the sharp bite of an oncoming winter. Leaning back a tad, Larkfire blinked up at her.. her.. her.. gah, she couldn't even say it, but the thought made her giddy. "What I... I meant to say, is; Yes, I'll- I'll have you."
Storm-eyes "hey dont feel down remember the more you dail the better youll be" she said with a slight smile "alright ill show you how its done watch carefully" she warned " your going to want to get into a crouch" she lowerd her self most wait on her hunches "then you will need to stalk foward till you are a tails length apart but i reminder to stay down wind is very important do you know why?" she asked sitting up
The warrior inclines her head before she frowns at the sky and the breeze. leaf-fall she thinks to herself before she scents the air. "We can catch more prey if we split up."plus you'd only slow me down"so I'll go to the left you go right."and stay out of my way. She thinks to herself before she starts to stalk off and she scents a mouse. She crouches down, slowly creeping up on it. Tidebreak can't help but glare at the little creature and then pounce on it.
((rolled a 10!))she tastes the blood, dropping the small prey animal on the ground before she digs a small hole and buries it. She sticks her tongue out at it in a kit-like manner before the loner-born warrior stalks off and attempts to catch a crow - which she looses - before creeping up on a mouse that looks like it is... dancing. She rolls her eyes before creeping up on it and pouncing.
((rolled a 15!))Hearing the satisfying crunch, the picks this mouse up and then drops it with the other before she looks around for something else to kill.
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