ShadowClan Grimpeak

[duCky]

- Sandpounce -
Sandpounce groaned and walked over towards the shawoledge, wondering what that horrid leader of hers was going to say next. She really wanted to leave, but it was way to risky. She would probably die out there alone, and it was probably best not to get involved in any of the drama the other clans were a part of. For now, she would just have to wait.

[Abyssopelagic]

Poisonpetal's head turned as he heard Dawnstar's yowl for attendance.
He quickly picked himself up from where he was sitting before joining the rest of his Clanmates in the slowly gathering crowd. He maneuvered himself to sit as far away from the main ouster as he possibly could without being too far off to the side and waited for the meeting to start.

[ChillCat]

Ravenpaw bounced up to the Shadowlesge to hear what was up.

Scorchstrike left the nursery to see what was happening.

[spade]

The hound was beginning to find these meetings much more interesting than he had upon first joining. From where he sat in the shadows of the camp wall, Grimhound's amber eyes flashed. Between his paws was the... "gift" of sorts that he was working on for Dawnstar. Such touchy subjects were best kept in the dark - at least during Clan meetings - and he had a feeling he'd be fine staying here instead of joining the growing throng of cats near the center of camp. The "gift" was almost ready, just a few more slices here and there...

But it was rather curious as to what this meeting would entail. A chance to kill some more bunnies? Perhaps drowning the fish across the way? Grimhound had a paw in messing with a few cats from each Clan already, though he found the guppies to be his favorite, unlike Dawnstar who's attention was focused on the moorland loving rabbits.

The fish were so... stupid. A false sense of confidence surrounded each of them - the worst of all their small leader - and it brought a grin to his face each time he remembered swatting the two fish back across the border.

Streamrunner and Nightpaw. He remembered their names. Of course he did; they were on the list.

Now though, Grimhound brought himself back to the present, his gaze landing on Sparkpaw. She had fought well during the battle, and her strength intrigued the hound. Perhaps a young pupil, ripe for the right reaching. And then there was Ravenpaw, his own apprentice, who he hadn't yet the chance to take out. Two birds with one stone - and perhaps some entertainment for the large tabby - would be taking them both out for training.

For now though, he simply looked back up at Dawnstar, waiting for whatever announcements she had.

// @Ziera [ just for Spark to maybe feel Grim watching her ^^ ]

[Ziera]

// @Celeste - Yep! I avoided pronouns before I heard from you about this just to be sure <33 Sounds good!

Littlesky was walking on eggshells and Spiderjump knew it, but that was for the best in the current company, so he didn't call him on it. Instead, gold eyes met Little's as Spider nodded in understanding.

"Thank StarClan for that," He remarked with a huff of air while turning to face their leader. Spiderjump didn't want his siblings anywhere near Dawnstar most of the time but especially not then, so: "At least I didn't have to worry about both of you. That would've turned my muzzle silver before its time." His pink nose scrunched. "The teasing. I'd never hear the end of it."

Wolfie had his own fight that day. Not punishment-games related, but a trial in its own way. He recalled the heavy scent of blood on the moors...stars, it was all red...not right now, spider. Tsk. You're in public. He sat a little straighter.

Spiderjump felt a prickle of awkwardness when he noticed Little's ears flatten out of the corner of his eye. No answer to the question either. Being observant was sort of a habit of his--the kind that developed during moons of juggling secrets from attentive parents. What was up with Littlesky? Spider's tail lifted away from his brother's shoulder, drooped to rest by his own paws. Little's probably just thinking about the fun he missed with Dawn's games, Spider reasoned with himself, dismissing the weird feeling. It really wasn't pretty after all.

Smile softening, Spider mewed a little quieter - "I feel like I haven't seen you in a while." A gentle (persistent) nudge.

[elaif]

Originally Posted by Bramblefire01

Fiercefire snarled at the kit next to him. "What are you doing you idiot?" He growled at him. "If you pity your life shut up!" He hised

-Cotton'kit-

Cotton'kit immediately shrank in fear, why was this cat so mean? The little kit let his wide and fearful eyes stay on the ground, not even daring to look at the warrior. Curly pelt bushed in alarm, he shuffled his paws in the dirt. What did he do wrong? Did he hurt the other cats feelings? Instant regret washed over him, " s-sorry." he mumbled, his voice nothing more than a regretful whisper.

[Glitch_Candle]

Torrentclaw today (cloudsky maybe another day) came out of the den. if someone reads this I'll tell you that This cat has Multiple Personality Disorder, due to the fact that they are torrentclaw today can not remember a wisp of the rebellion.

[JackHunt_17]

Originally Posted by Leafí

-Cotton'kit-

Cotton'kit immediately shrank in fear, why was this cat so mean? The little kit let his wide and fearful eyes stay on the ground, not even daring to look at the warrior. Curly pelt bushed in alarm, he shuffled his paws in the dirt. What did he do wrong? Did he hurt the other cats feelings? Instant regret washed over him, " s-sorry." he mumbled, his voice nothing more than a regretful whisper.

"Dont apolagize to me." Fiercefire scoffed. "Im only looking out for you. Dawnstar doesn't like interuptions," He mewed, chuckling a little as he remembered what had happened at his own warrior ceremony

[shaae_26]

Rabbitpaw padded over, sitting stiff and bold. He was hoping Dawnstar would assign him a mentor this meeting. He also prayed to Starclan she wouldn't introduce him as a runaway Windclan bunny. Then no one would ever like him or accept him.
//
Stormkit poked his little head out of the nursery to watch. He wondered if Dawnstar would mention his joining this meeting.
( @Bramblefire01, @feather lily, open if either of u 2 wanna reply, u dont have 2 thou)

[Zee]

 

Originally Posted by spade

The hound was beginning to find these meetings much more interesting than he had upon first joining. From where he sat in the shadows of the camp wall, Grimhound's amber eyes flashed. Between his paws was the... "gift" of sorts that he was working on for Dawnstar. Such touchy subjects were best kept in the dark - at least during Clan meetings - and he had a feeling he'd be fine staying here instead of joining the growing throng of cats near the center of camp. The "gift" was almost ready, just a few more slices here and there...

But it was rather curious as to what this meeting would entail. A chance to kill some more bunnies? Perhaps drowning the fish across the way? Grimhound had a paw in messing with a few cats from each Clan already, though he found the guppies to be his favorite, unlike Dawnstar who's attention was focused on the moorland loving rabbits.

The fish were so... stupid. A false sense of confidence surrounded each of them - the worst of all their small leader - and it brought a grin to his face each time he remembered swatting the two fish back across the border.

Streamrunner and Nightpaw. He remembered their names. Of course he did; they were on the list.

Now though, Grimhound brought himself back to the present, his gaze landing on Sparkpaw. She had fought well during the battle, and her strength intrigued the hound. Perhaps a young pupil, ripe for the right reaching. And then there was Ravenpaw, his own apprentice, who he hadn't yet the chance to take out. Two birds with one stone - and perhaps some entertainment for the large tabby - would be taking them both out for training.

For now though, he simply looked back up at Dawnstar, waiting for whatever announcements she had.

// @Ziera [ just for Spark to maybe feel Grim watching her ^^ ]

For spade (Grimhound)

At first Wildfire had spent her time looking for Meadowbee but couldn't find her anywhere. That was particularly concerning since Wildfire wasn't the worrying type to begin with, but for a few she made exceptions. That bright, tabby pelt was noticeable everywhere, so...why didn't it belong to someone in the crowd? Wildfire settled on checking the dark spaces. Surveying the shadows, she poked her head underneath some trees to see if the shade dulled Meadowbee's obvious brightness.

Still nothing.

Well, not quite nothing. There, Wildfire saw Grimhound, his claws put to work on something most cats would have probably found disturbing. But it made her curious. For what purpose was he doing that, anyway? Cat fur was soft but not that soft; Warriors' were all damaged and weather-worn.

"If you wanted something nice you probably should have gotten that off a kittypet," said Wildfire. She was of course completely joking with him, but her unawareness of her own words and language made it hard for her to understand that her words hadn't come across as kidding. Was he going to soak that thing in water? It still looked really gross, and StarClan, it smelled.

"I notice you've been spending a lot of time with Sparky lately," she added in an attempt to change the subject. "She's my Apprentice, so I really hope you're being nice to her! I don't want her coming back to me upset." Wearing a smile as innocent as she was--no front or facade to her sunny demeanor--Wildfire planted herself across from Grimhound and gazed up at him with a flick of her golden tail.