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Chimera and tortoiseshell with golden and blue heterochromia
They/Them | 9 Moons | + every 8th | ShadowClan Apprentice | Perfectionist
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. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。. "HIIIIII!!!!" Is the very first thing that Eveningpaw yells when their dual-coloured gaze settles on an unfamiliar pelt in the clearing. THAT WAS NOT ACCEPTABLE! THEY MUST KNOW EVERYONE!! "How are you? It's soooo nice to meet you! I'm Eveningpaw, if you didn't know, and yoooouuuu'ree...?"
They finally sat down right across from them, eyes twinkling with excitement. New friend! They couldn't keep their tail from lashing across the ground, kicking up snow and more snow. Perhaps they were a dog! Dogs wagged their tail when they were happy, or at least that's what they heard. Cats don't do that, apparently. But oh, well!
"Oooh! I loooooove your eyes, too! They're kinda like mine !!" The chimera squealed, waving a paw infront of their own eyes and then at their new friend's.
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Hollowpaw
‘The Hauntress’
Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Chill of Death: Permanently Active
[ black and white cat, blue and amber eyes. face and shoulder scarring. | she/they ]
[ #VGCHollow ]
➢ Loud. SO FREAKING LOUD! Hollowpaw flinches at the noise, claws digging into the earth as her ears suddenly pin at the burst of sound, bi-colored eyes instantly gaining their full view of Eveningpaw. Eveningpaw. Them. Hollowpaw hadn't know them, they had avoided the loud ones. Stars above. Her eyes. Their eyes. Opposites yet so alike. Why comment on such a thing? Was this a dig at Hollow? No? Maybe?
Perhaps they were jumping the river with this? They definitely were. Hollowpaw steps back, sitting back down once they add a tiny bit more distance. Does she compliment them back? Surly.... "Nice to meet you as well. I am...Hollowpaw. Your ears. They interest me." Silence. Awkwardness. Nice one buddy! "That's not an insult! I am sorry- I didn't mean it like that- I-" Stuttering. Losing the one thing your good at, again, eh? How disappointing. Fix yourself.
"We seem to have not yet had a chance to properly meet." Yeah, I wonder why, buddy! "You are Eveningpaw correct? I am Hollowpaw, as I said, you may know me as Hawkbite's Apprentice if that helps..."
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Pantherkit medium-furred, dark brown mackerel tabby with white paws, hazel eyes
purrks: n/a
he/him | shc kit | 4 moons
Training? The young tom had popped his head out from a nearby pile of snow, his pale hazel eyes wide with interest. His thick tabby pelt was dusted with frost, and he gave himself a quick shake, sending a spray of snowflakes into the air. Bleedingpaw's cheerful announcement had caught his attention, and Pantherkit’s curiosity immediately flared. Sneaking and fighting? Those were warrior skills—ShadowClan skills. It wasn’t often that kits got the chance to learn such things before their apprenticeship, and Pantherkit wasn’t about to miss out, especially with being his mama’s son. A leader’s kit couldn’t afford to fall behind, even now. He remained still for a moment longer, crouched low in the snow, his pale gaze flicking toward the golden bengal perched confidently atop the felled tree. Bleedingpaw radiated an easy kind of charm, his voice light yet commanding as he explained the purpose of the impromptu lesson. Pantherkit’s ears pricked forward as he took in the details, his mind already turning over the possibilities. Sneaking, the skill that made ShadowClan warriors distinct from all others, had always fascinated him. It was more than just moving silently; it was about blending into the shadows, becoming one with the forest. And fighting? That was the other half of what made a true warrior. If he could master even a fraction of those skills now, maybe the expectations that followed him everywhere would feel a little lighter.
Slowly, Pantherkit pushed himself up from his snowy hiding spot, his movements deliberate and quiet. He didn’t rush forward like some of the other kits might have; instead, he took his time, his hazel eyes scanning the clearing. Grottokit was nearby, his expression seemingly full of intrigue, and Houndkit—surprisingly—wasn’t already smeared with fresh streaks of mud despite the icy season. Perhaps it was the fact that it as currently wintertime. Pantherkit’s gaze lingered on his littermates for a moment before he padded forward, his pawsteps soft against the snow. He almost wanted to observe first, to see who else might join and how Bleedingpaw handled the gathering. When he finally stopped at the base of the tree, he tilted his head up to study Bleedingpaw, the tom’s golden fur gleaming faintly in the pale winter light. “You’re really going to teach us how to sneak like warriors?” Pantherkit asked, his voice soft yet carrying a note of determination. His tail curled neatly around his paws as he sat, snow clinging to the dark fur along his legs. “I want to learn.” His gaze held steady, though there was a flicker of uncertainty behind his eyes that he couldn’t quite hide. As much as he wanted to excel, he couldn’t shake the thought that failure would be far worse for him than for the others.
He glanced briefly over his shoulder, observing his littermates once again, their chatter breaking the calm of the snowy clearing. For a heartbeat, Pantherkit hesitated, wondering if he should step back and let them take the lead. But no, this was his chance to prove himself, even in a small way. He turned his attention back to Bleedingpaw, his expression composed but alert, ready to take in every word. “What do we do first?” he asked, his tone even but tinged with curiosity. “Sneaking? Fighting? Or something else?” He wanted to know everything, to absorb every scrap of knowledge the apprentice had to offer.
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"You did a great job today and I hope you smile a little by thinking about me at the end of the day" -Kim Hongjoong
Graynight pushed into the clearing from the warriors den, his jaws opening in a yawn. "Well, let's see if we can find a mouse or a bird on the prey pile then, shall we?" He asked Jaggedsky, his tone light. "Perhaps the mice we caught are still there, though.... people have already been awake so we might not find those."
Graynight pushed into the clearing from the warriors den, his jaws opening in a yawn. "Well, let's see if we can find a mouse or a bird on the prey pile then, shall we?" He asked Jaggedsky, his tone light. "Perhaps the mice we caught are still there, though.... people have already been awake so we might not find those."
Jaggedsky nodded. The muted sun rays of the morning fell onto her striped back, warming her fur and energizing her. She opened her mouth to respond and promptly closed it again. Did she even have anything to say? Not really. Better to be silent.
She glanced at Greynight, who was padding attentively beside her. Somehow, she wished she did have something to say. Another glance at Greynight. His fur was still sticking up on the top of his head. Silly cat. A rumble from her empty, and undoubtedly neglected stomach, pulled her out of her thought. That was probably a good thing.
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I am always looking to find more interaction for my cats. Especially Jagged and Rain--They are my babies. =]. Currently I have Rainkit (Thunderclan - she/her - 4 moons), Jaggedsky (Shadderclan - she/her - 12 moons), Wispeye (Windclan - she/her - 20 moons), Mal (Malakite - Outsider - she/her - <1 moon).
Honeybreeze licks her chest. She's starting to feel antsy after being in camp for so long. Her amber eyes scanned the camp, catching on the little kittens and apprentices playing together.
Then, Honeybreeze spots a cat across the clearing. Excited for company, the brown cat leaps to her paws and bounds over with the energy of a kit.
"Hello, how are you today?" Honeybreeze asks with a high tail and attentive ears.
Jaggedsky nodded. The muted sun rays of the morning fell onto her striped back, warming her fur and energizing her. She opened her mouth to respond and promptly closed it again. Did she even have anything to say? Not really. Better to be silent.
She glanced at Greynight, who was padding attentively beside her. Somehow, she wished she did have something to say. Another glance at Greynight. His fur was still sticking up on the top of his head. Silly cat. A rumble from her empty, and undoubtedly neglected stomach, pulled her out of her thought. That was probably a good thing.
Graynight padded up to the freshkill pile, sniffing at a few pieces before nudging a vole over, underneath was a mouse. Was it one they had caught last night? Who knew, but he was sure it would be delicious, and that Jaggedsky would like it. So he pulled the mouse from the pile, trotting over to the she-cat and dropping it at her paws. "A mouse!" He declared. "You eat first."
Graynight padded up to the freshkill pile, sniffing at a few pieces before nudging a vole over, underneath was a mouse. Was it one they had caught last night? Who knew, but he was sure it would be delicious, and that Jaggedsky would like it. So he pulled the mouse from the pile, trotting over to the she-cat and dropping it at her paws. "A mouse!" He declared. "You eat first."
Jaggedsky | She/her | 12 moons
She sighed contentedly. "Thanks," she meowed, padding over to a corner to the clearing. Mice were her favorite. But of course, he already knew that.
She looked at the ground for a moment before laying down, careful to avoid the poky pinecones and needles. The one thing she disliked about Shadowclan.
The smell of the mouse wafted toward her, making her nose tingle. Her mouth watered. She looked back at Greynight for a moment, before sinking her teeth into the mouse.
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I am always looking to find more interaction for my cats. Especially Jagged and Rain--They are my babies. =]. Currently I have Rainkit (Thunderclan - she/her - 4 moons), Jaggedsky (Shadderclan - she/her - 12 moons), Wispeye (Windclan - she/her - 20 moons), Mal (Malakite - Outsider - she/her - <1 moon).
She sighed contentedly. "Thanks," she meowed, padding over to a corner to the clearing. Mice were her favorite. But of course, he already knew that.
She looked at the ground for a moment before laying down, careful to avoid the poky pinecones and needles. The one thing she disliked about Shadowclan.
The smell of the mouse wafted toward her, making her nose tingle. Her mouth watered. She looked back at Greynight for a moment, before sinking her teeth into the mouse.
Graynight watched her walk away before he realized he was supposed to follow, practically tripping over his own feet as he scuttled after. He waited until she was comfortable in the corner before settlign down next to her, watching her eat. He felt perplexed, at why he was suddenly.. so involved in this cats life, why he felt drawn to her and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Not that it was a bad thing, she was a very pretty cat, he noted, it was just strange when previously they weren't close.
Honeybreeze licks her chest. She's starting to feel antsy after being in camp for so long. Her amber eyes scanned the camp, catching on the little kittens and apprentices playing together.
Then, Honeybreeze spots a cat across the clearing. Excited for company, the brown cat leaps to her paws and bounds over with the energy of a kit.
"Hello, how are you today?" Honeybreeze asks with a high tail and attentive ears.
Wanna interact?
(Ofc hehe)
Giving a gentle purr. Mothcloud waved her tail. "Heya! Whatsup?"
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