ShadowClan Territory

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Originally Posted by Jingle

"I think we should attack under the cover of a storm. It would remove the scent we left and would keep us covered in the long run." Halestar said, padding along gently. "We have to pick the darkest colored warriors as well to go with us, as it would be better to hide in the cover of a storm and nightfall with darker pelts."

The leader walked forward before looking back at Goldeneye. "If I didn't feel so strongly about the danger of RiverClan I would not even consider an attack."

Goldeneye nodded, as Halestar did have a point. He did wonder a bit why the scent would matter so much if they were attacking the camp, but he assumed that the Shadowclan leader did have a point. Riverclan wouldn't be able to smell them coming, or even see them coming, which would give Shadowclan the element of surprise, which gave them even more of an advantage.

He watched the leader for a few moments, listening, before he nodded. "I know that," he said simply, as he had faith that Halestar wouldn't just attack a clan to just attack a clan. That was messed up, and he knew that Halestar was above that, he didn't even really need to have an opinion on that, Halestar was Shadowclan's leader after all, and he had faith in Starclan that they wouldn't just let anyone control the clan. Then they would have another evil era, and he really didn't want to see that. He padded up next to Halestar again, eager to hear what else the leader had to say.

[Burnpaw]

Burn stumbled futher into Shadowclan territory, but he started to feel nervous. Hunger was knawing at his belly and the three-moon old kit tried to sniff out some sort of prey, but he couldn't decipher any because of how many strange cats he smelled. "Hello?" He squeaked. Try to be brave... He remembered his mother saying that to him when Renegade had nicked his ear. He had been whimpering alone and his mother had curled around him and licked the cut in an attempt to soothe him. "Try to be brave. I know your father is angry, but if you're brave, you'll learn to not fear him." She purred quietly. "Someday you'll be big and strong, and you won't fear him any more."

"B-but I'm a freak!" He had squeaked. "Hush now! You are just special! Albinism may mean you are a freak, but you're My kit! I don't care what Renegade says!" Burn had listened to his mother tell him a story about the clans before, whenever Renegade had scared him and h asked to hear it again. "Well, okay... Once I was a warrior named Patchfeather... I lived with the clans."

"Why did you leave them?" He ased as he did every time. "Because I fell in love with your father..." He loved these eight words. It made him think of a time when Renegade was a loving tom, instead of the monster he saw today. He would daydream of his father being like Patches described in her story, and he imagined playing with him and feeling love. But no, Renegade had become bitter and nasty, and he had taken Blade as a mate too, and now he was stuck with his rude half-brother, Night. "The clans had amazing structure, and great leaders who took care of the clan. There were medicine cats that heal wounds. And there was this code we all lived by..." She would continue speaking of the clans for a long time, and he would fall asleep with a calm that he never felt otherwise...

She would continue speaking of the clans for a long time, and he would fall asleep with a calm that he never felt otherwise... He remembered how his mother said they had honor, and he knew they would help him...

[wren]

Originally Posted by Raine

@✨Blue Wishes✨
You ok?

"Sleepless nights? Pft" he spat back at him. He lashed his tail and circled quickly. His paws carefully set down in between the puzzle of twigs and pine needles. "You may think you are like a warrior but your high and mighty. Look at you, plump as a kittypet, I see no bags under your eyes" he snapped back. Smirking at the deputy. Raising his head high as he turned tok face him again. And to think halestar appointed him. he shook his head in disbelief, clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth. [/B]"How would anyone follow you?"[/B] he said with an accusing tone, looking at the prey he had dropped. He flicked his tail and now it rested by his hind legs. He glared down at the deputy who had come up close. Feeling his hot breath ruffle the fur on his chin. He snorted and took a step back, his face looking disgusted. "You think your tough, huh? That was my catch, sure I could cathc another without problem but I guess I'm just putting YOU back in line" he retorted. His claws gripping the soil. He was smiling so maliciously you could tell from a few fox lengths away he was enjoying the screaming match. "You are supposed to let us first! Remember? That's what being deputy is!" he growled. Stepping back and sitting down. Curling his tail around his black and white paws. Still smiling as if nothing had happened. The redness in his face gradually dissappeared leaving no trained facial marks. He simply sat. Admiring how the deputy had stepped up to him.

@✨Blue Wishes✨
You ok?

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Originally Posted by Raine

"Sleepless nights? Pft" he spat back at him. He lashed his tail and circled quickly. His paws carefully set down in between the puzzle of twigs and pine needles. "You may think you are like a warrior but your high and mighty. Look at you, plump as a kittypet, I see no bags under your eyes" he snapped back. Smirking at the deputy. Raising his head high as he turned to face him again. And to think halestar appointed him. he shook his head in disbelief, clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth. [/B]"How would anyone follow you?"[/B] he said with an accusing tone, looking at the prey he had dropped. He flicked his tail and now it rested by his hind legs. He glared down at the deputy who had come up close. Feeling his hot breath ruffle the fur on his chin. He snorted and took a step back, his face looking disgusted. "You think your tough, huh? That was my catch, sure I could cathc another without problem but I guess I'm just putting YOU back in line" he retorted. His claws gripping the soil. He was smiling so maliciously you could tell from a few fox lengths away he was enjoying the screaming match. "You are supposed to let us first! Remember? That's what being deputy is!" he growled. Stepping back and sitting down. Curling his tail around his black and white paws. Still smiling as if nothing had happened. The redness in his face gradually dissappeared leaving no trained facial marks. He simply sat. Admiring how the deputy had stepped up to him.

Goldeneye was silent the whole time, and while he had turned a little self-conscious, he forced himself not to show it. His golden and green gaze remained cool, forcing himself not to snap, as that would probably not end very well for either him or the other tom, maybe both. Forcing his hair to lie flat, he looked at the tom, "Halestar chose me for a reason," he started off cooly, knowing that he didn't just prance into the Leader's den at some point and yell 'HEY HALESTAR CAN I HAS DEPUTY' as that would probably automatically deny him a spot, for a longggggg time. "I'm sorry that I didn't notice you, and you probably could've made a much better catch anyways," he said calmly, not taking his gaze away from the other tom, and for the one moment he did, he was gesturing to the prey with his head. Maybe if he complimented the cat, the Tom would leave Goldeneye alone, and find another catch, as he was starting to get on the deputy's nerves a little more, which was making Goldeneye force his fur flat. "And I am putting Shadowclan first!" He exclaimed, sighing, "If I wasn't, instead of being out here, I would be in the warriors' den, doing absolutely nothing but telling cats to do things for me," he muttered. Though if I did do that, I wouldn't be arguing over stupid things with you, He thought to himself, but said nothing aloud. "It's not that hard to find another piece of prey," he said once again, "Or do I need to catch another piece to make up for the time we've been arguing?" He spat, glaring at the Tom, before he forced himself to relax once more, now watching him again.

[spade]

@RedHead

"Stupid flea-brains," muttered Minkpaw as she slunk through the wet undergrowth that crowded her path. Other undistinguishable grumblings could be heard coming from the she-cats lips, but nothing that made any logistical sense. Yet again, both of her uncles has tried to give her a lecture over a dare she had decided to complete. A fire burned in her belly as she recalled Kestrelberry and Ferretnose practically cornering her, with Kestrelberry getting his way like always. He's not even the medicine cat anymore! she thought with a snarl, taking out a weak and low-hanging bramble in her rage. She ignored the sharp pain the thorns caused as they dig little tiny piercings into her shoulder and trampled on. The dew that had once lingered on the brush around her now clamped onto her fur, soaking the spots they sunk into. Another growl escaped her barred teeth and with one final shove, Minkpaw threw herself through the last barrier.

Blinking her pale blue eyes against the bright sky overhead, the brown furred she-cat came to a stop. She let her eyes adjust to the environment around her and soon found herself standing close to the outer border of ShadowClan's territory. Just a few fox-lengths ahead of her stood unknown territory, mainly occupied by loners and rogues. With a sigh, Minkpaw sat down and whipped her tail over her paws, grumbling more to herself. She hated being the niece of ShadowClan's former medicine cat, and the Clan's "crazy cat". It was well known Clan knowledge that her mother had turned her back on the warrior code, choosing to take a mate outside the Clans. As a result, she was born, and instead of getting to leave with her mother, was forced to live in ShadowClan under the care of a queen who probably disliked her as much as she did the queen. Ever since then, whispers about Minkpaw had circulated the Clan until she wasn't really well-received amongst them, more often than not finding herself in trouble because of it.

Now, after this most recent blow-out with her uncles, the young feline heavily weighed the option of leaving ShadowClan and just never coming back. "That would teach them," she growled, eyes narrowing as her unsheathed claws tore up the dirt beneath her. Despite her anger towards a select few in the Clan, the apprentice knew she'd be lost without ShadowClan and the warrior code to follow. She upheld it with tooth and claw, believing whole-heartedly in everything it stated and stood for. Just because she came out of a relationship that broke that very same code didn't make her any less ShadowClan.

She was just as much a Clan cat as any apprentice being lazy back in camp right at this moment. With that, Minkpaw rolled her eyes, smirking at the thought.

[Brilliance]

Originally Posted by Bella~

She purred back and swished her tail up and down, she closed her eyes and leaned into the Tom. Her mate, wow she still couldn't get that to sound right in her head. Though that was true it oddly seemed to complete everything. Coldhearted, all she could ever ask for in life and he was hers and she was his. Her siblings wouldn't like it and his friends wouldn't like it, but who cared? They loved each other, nothing could break that love. If they were ever separated she knew they would find each other again, no family could keep them apart, no friends could keep them apart. Nothing could stop this love. "I love you so much.." She mewed, her tone not quite as cheerful as usual, but she was perfectly and incandescently happy (*wink*) "They'll get over it eventually.."

Upon hearing her words, the tom suppressed a purr, and he leaned his head forward to touch his nose to her ear. "I know." He replied, his voice laced with teasing. Though he did give her cheek a lick to let her know that he felt the same way. Saying those three little words were too cliche to him, but he did love her. After all, she was his mate. And he was happy with her. The tom stretched within their small hiding spot, giving his jaw a lick as he sat down on his haunches once more, and glanced her way. "I'm pretty sure they have no choice." He shrugged, twitching his nose. His tail flicked as he stared out into the opening. "I'm thinking you want to stay here for a while?" He smirked, and instantly dropped onto his side next to her for some well needed rest. The tom tangled himself into his mate, making sure he laid his head atop her soft pelt and his tail tried to find hers so he could lightly grasp it. As he settled down, he knew he could be there forever. He was mellowed, not annoyed, and best of all, he was warm, which made his eyes pretty heavy and that sleep would be welcoming any second.

[Bella~]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Upon hearing her words, the tom suppressed a purr, and he leaned his head forward to touch his nose to her ear. "I know." He replied, his voice laced with teasing. Though he did give her cheek a lick to let her know that he felt the same way. Saying those three little words were too cliche to him, but he did love her. After all, she was his mate. And he was happy with her. The tom stretched within their small hiding spot, giving his jaw a lick as he sat down on his haunches once more, and glanced her way. "I'm pretty sure they have no choice." He shrugged, twitching his nose. His tail flicked as he stared out into the opening. "I'm thinking you want to stay here for a while?" He smirked, and instantly dropped onto his side next to her for some well needed rest. The tom tangled himself into his mate, making sure he laid his head atop her soft pelt and his tail tried to find hers so he could lightly grasp it. As he settled down, he knew he could be there forever. He was mellowed, not annoyed, and best of all, he was warm, which made his eyes pretty heavy and that sleep would be welcoming any second.

She purred and wrapped her tail together with his, she laid her head on her paws and started to drift off to sleep. She smiled and closed her eyes. She fell asleep shortly after.

[Barnabas]

Originally Posted by Little Bird

"No they can't and I'm glad!"

She purred rolling her eyes as well. "Do you think we should head back to camp?" However much she wanted to stay out in the territory, she might need to train with Rubyclaw.

"Yeah I think so." he meowed. Blarepaw turned around and began to walk back to camp at a slow enough pace that Gingerpaw could catch up. The apprentice starred blankly at the forest ahead of him.

[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by SpringtrapFNAF

"Yeah I think so." he meowed. Blarepaw turned around and began to walk back to camp at a slow enough pace that Gingerpaw could catch up. The apprentice starred blankly at the forest ahead of him.

Gingerpaw rushed to catch up with her friend. The ginger apprentice quickened her pace, but still padded slowly. She watched him intently with her emerald gaze. Then the ginger apprentice plodded to his side. She smiled genuinely at him, well continuing to match his pace.

[Jingle]

Originally Posted by ✨Blue Wishes✨

Goldeneye nodded, as Halestar did have a point. He did wonder a bit why the scent would matter so much if they were attacking the camp, but he assumed that the Shadowclan leader did have a point. Riverclan wouldn't be able to smell them coming, or even see them coming, which would give Shadowclan the element of surprise, which gave them even more of an advantage.

He watched the leader for a few moments, listening, before he nodded. "I know that," he said simply, as he had faith that Halestar wouldn't just attack a clan to just attack a clan. That was messed up, and he knew that Halestar was above that, he didn't even really need to have an opinion on that, Halestar was Shadowclan's leader after all, and he had faith in Starclan that they wouldn't just let anyone control the clan. Then they would have another evil era, and he really didn't want to see that. He padded up next to Halestar again, eager to hear what else the leader had to say.

Halestar nodded and looked at him, sighing faintly. "What are your thoughts? Any input or changes you can think of, Goldeneye?" she asked, looking forward while walking. The leader had never really planned a formal attack in the past and it was making her slightly nervous about the whole situation. Everything had to be perfect for it to be pulled off just right.