The Bengal shifted on her paws, moving towards the crowd of cats before Bumblestar began talking again. Green eyes fixated harshly on Spring. They'd darken, a distasteful emotion filling them as they studied the former clanmate. As an outsider brought in, she hated those who took it for granted. Treetiger had worked so hard, had been so careful here in an attempt to fit in and be appreciated and this one clan-born cat comes through and destroys their rank. It left a small snarl curling her lips and her claws sinking into the ground.
"Truly pitiful. An enemy. A target." A familiar voice rang in her head. Thrush? Green eyes darted from Bumblestar and Spring to a dark corner of the camp. She couldn't see him, but she could definitely hear him... what was happening? It wasn't her own voice echoing in her head this time. She's a disgrace and will learn... she'd voice back, her gaze turning back towards Spring. "The kittens will be traitors."
Her blood ran cold. A sinking feeling of hatred coiling its claws around her chest as she shifted her gaze towards Spring's stomach. "Bumblestar is crazy to keep them here... TRAITORS!" Eerie red eyes appeared behind Spring. A menacing presence that only Treetiger could see. The mist shifting violently, threatening to claw the dilute calicos pelt, but there wasn't anything the warrior could do about it. Treetiger would blink and the figure would disappear. Bewildered eyes would shift around the crowd, hoping someone saw, but knowing no one would.
A few more blinks and Treetiger would brush away the eerie feeling. The entity wasn't around anymore, she couldn't sense it. So, she sat uncomfortably and waited for the next set of announcements.
Spotting Duckfrond make his way forward, Darkholly pushed herself to her paws and followed her Clanmate. Green hues landed on Spring´s form shortly after Bumblestar´s announcement as the warrior settled down beside the tom.
´´So..´´ Darkholly murmured softly, wrapping her tail around her paws. ´´Spring was never dead?´´
[ @Mica - Darkholly is talking to Duckfrond lmao ]
Duckfrond
ThunderClan Warrior
he/him | 21 moons
[Plush russet abyssinian with a bob tail and green eyes]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Strength ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Spring - @iliri ]
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The presence coming up behind him had Duckfrond whipping his head back, ears flattened to his skull and a look on his face that warned anyone who got close would probably get their face bashed in. He was not in the mood to chit-chat. But the audacious molly sat herself right beside him anyway, immediately bringing up the source of his frustration. "Tch. Apparently." Duckfrond grumbled, gouging his claws into the ground like a petulant apprentice. "Didn't even bother to dream about me." He said that last part quieter to himself, but it wasn't too quiet for Darkholly to hear.
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