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she nods, though she was kind, she was never a fan of...other clans, who in the world would eat fish- or live so close to twolegs and don't get her started with the treeclimbers- "ah me- always good, I only came to be nice, even though the other clans stink to high starclan- i came for a scenery change" she murmured softly ears swerving a bit "but, if the others don't show up, I guess that would mean we get to go home and sleep" she purred, she seemed perfectly fine making fun of the other clans. its not like she cared anyways, they were the enemy not friends.
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Oakpool is the current Healer of BloodClan, he has a Semi-Closed Den Vm me for healing. BatClaw is the current Deputy of Bloodclan @ me if he is needed. NightStar is the current leader of Nightclan, @ me if he is needed, Sage and saguaro are Alphas of their skulls, @ me if they are needed.
Petalpaw
Shadowclan App ☙ 7 moons ☙ She/Her "In joy or sadness, flowers are our closest friend."
The young she-cat purred ever so slightly, her eyes widen with excitement. "I cant wait to meet the other clans,"she says, her voiced squeaked in a high pitched tone as Bramblethorn began to groom her. Petalpaw sat down, letting the warrior do so
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BrambleThorn
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She-cat | 12 moons old | ShadowClan warrior | Lyrebird's Lullaby - Not Active
"I might be Small but I'm Mighty!"
•·.·''·.·•she finished her grooming job and nodded "making friends is okay, but remember, you may have to face them in battle." she meowed. "I like to think of it this way, i'll stay friends even after battle because, I didn't lead the battle and neither did they- that was the high ranks and we aren't high ranks" she murmured softly •·.·''·.·
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Oakpool is the current Healer of BloodClan, he has a Semi-Closed Den Vm me for healing. BatClaw is the current Deputy of Bloodclan @ me if he is needed. NightStar is the current leader of Nightclan, @ me if he is needed, Sage and saguaro are Alphas of their skulls, @ me if they are needed.
ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk
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Huh, what was wrong with him? One moment he was right besides her, the next she stepped away in a moment of quiet and he was gone. She could feel the cool night air ruffle her fur now, and the young medic paused halfway up the stone to look behind her. There he was, blabbering something about talking back at camp.
...Oh.
He didn't want to stay with her, it seemed. Her expression grew dejected and her eyes turned downcast. She had thought he would join her, like last time; Miss Grandmama hadn't seemed to mind him sitting with her then, but maybe she mistook his presence for something else. Maybe he never wanted to sit with her in the first place. her mind began to reel, recalling every moment, every little thing that seemed to prove he didn't like her. He was probably already looking for someone else to sit with.
Sleepysunrise scrunched her nose, face turning to a suppressed pout as she shuffled her paw atop the sand. Why don't you like me? She wanted to ask, but the words got stuck in her throat as his words echoed in ear; that she didn't need their approval, that she didn't need their company. This went for the other medics as much as it did for anyone else; that she was better than them, and Sleepysunrise desperately wanted to believe him. But it was hard.
Her eyes lifted from the ground to the Bengal, and the skin above her nose contorted weirdly. She looked straight and Bleedingpaw, grunting as she gestured her head for him to follow her. The medic waited, position still, meek; her gaze kept flitting between Bleedingpaw and the ground. He hates you, echoed in her ear, he's leaving you, and Sleepysunrise couldn't bear it. You don't need them, followed Silkvenom's voice, midway through her approaching Bleedingpaw to come fetch him, to tug at his arm, and once again Sleepysunrise grimaced. Why won't he come already? If he hated her, why won't he come and outright say it! The medic rolled the air around in her mouth as she waited for Bleedingpaw to join her; you don't need them, she heard, turning her head away from the voice. She just wanted to stay warm.
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she nods, though she was kind, she was never a fan of...other clans, who in the world would eat fish- or live so close to twolegs and don't get her started with the treeclimbers- "ah me- always good, I only came to be nice, even though the other clans stink to high starclan- i came for a scenery change" she murmured softly ears swerving a bit "but, if the others don't show up, I guess that would mean we get to go home and sleep" she purred, she seemed perfectly fine making fun of the other clans. its not like she cared anyways, they were the enemy not friends.
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Hm, true. The scenery change was one nice things about gatherings. He couldn't say he liked the Seastones, but at least it was something different. It was impossible not to admit that the confines of ShadowClan's territory could be boring at times. He did wonder if it was permitted to wander the outskirts at all, but even if it was, it ran the risk of encountering faces he'd rather not see. "I wouldn't mind that at all," he yawned. Though he liked staying up through dusk, there was something about all this sitting and waiting that made him tired - perhaps opened his eyes to what little time he spent resting.
"ThunderClan wasn't here last time, were they? Wouldn't be shocked if they're no shows again." WindClan he couldn't be sure about, considering they faced their own problems with twolegs. But, Twilightstar seemed the more competent of the three. RiverClan... Who knows with them. "How many mice would you bet that RiverClan has a new leader, too?" He sniffed, amused. He would be particularly amused if they actually did. How many had they gone through the past season?
Pondlily followed her Clanmates onto the stones, her ears flicking. The ShadowClanner found a place to sit and wrapped her tail around her paws.
[open !!]
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Flytail
48 Moons
He/Him
Purrks:Shadow Fiend
Flytail hesitates for a moment, standing just a little too far away. He knows SleepySunrise is a medicine cat, and sometimes they need space, especially when they’re overwhelmed. He’s unsure if she’ll appreciate him sitting with her or if she needs solitude to focus, to think, or just to be alone. His paws twitch slightly, the decision weighing on him. What if she needs space? he thinks. But what if she just wants someone there? After a few heartbeats, he makes up his mind. He steps closer, slowly, not wanting to crowd her but also not wanting to leave her feeling isolated. “I’m here if you need company,” he says, his voice quieter now, unsure but earnest. “I can go if you’d rather be alone... I just... I wanted to check in.” He waits for her response, watching her carefully.Flytail stands there for a moment, feeling the awkward silence stretch between them. He clears his throat, trying to push past the tension. “Alright, here’s one,” he says, his voice a little nervous. “Why did the tree join the clan meeting?” He pauses for a second, then grins awkwardly. “Because it wanted to branch out.” He looks at her quickly, his tail twitching, hoping she won’t think it’s too silly.
Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 50 moons Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2 The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat trailed his way to the gathering, pushing through the ambling crowd of cats to find someplace comfortable to sit. He couldn’t be bothered with the whole other Clan business right now. A part of him hoped they failed to show so he could go back home and enjoy a peaceful night’s sleep but alas.
His yellow eyes glanced over his shoulder to find Coldpaw, one of the numerous apprentices. He offered a brief nod to the youngster.
Coldpaw hadn't been expecting to be noticed by an Enforcer today. Of all the things that could've happened, that was not one.
Owlthroat might not have seen it - whisked away in a conversation with Rookfire - but Coldpaw had nodded back. He couldn't hide that he'd lit up at the (minor) acknowledgement and was in a euphoric daze that he'd been Seen.
Sleepyrise had said [Coldpaw] reminded her of the Owlman, he'd ought to look into that at a later time. He liked the attention.
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she chuckled and nodded "I bet...3 mice" she purred, a bet on the riverclan leader, now that would be funny. "if there is a new leader that is, I wouldn't be surprised though." she shrugged a bit.
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@sleepyyjax [sorry for the late reply- something...happened irl]
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Oakpool is the current Healer of BloodClan, he has a Semi-Closed Den Vm me for healing. BatClaw is the current Deputy of Bloodclan @ me if he is needed. NightStar is the current leader of Nightclan, @ me if he is needed, Sage and saguaro are Alphas of their skulls, @ me if they are needed.
⸝⸝⸝ 彡 ☽ nine moons ✮ he . him (..?) ✮ shadowclan apprentice ☾ 彡 ⸝⸝⸝
huge chocolate brown tom with darker brown markings that go down his back and limbs; lighter brown underbelly and chest. has a striped tail and small, tufted ears with round, blazing golden eyes. has thick fluffy fur and a raccoon-like striped tail. he has a single tooth that overlaps his bottom lip and is commonly covered in mud. he is missing half of his right ear; smells like dirt & wood. struggles with a stutter & motor tics (involuntary movement). ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ Houndpaw hadn't been to a Gathering for a while. It had been far, far overwhelming. The sand has been fun, messy, but fun. The clans bore him. Everyone bored him these days. His siblings were fun to play with at least ─── and his mothers. He was curious to see if he could handle all the sounds better this time. Distractions were not something he could afford in a real battle!
He walked carefully along the sandy bank, golden irises trailing after a creature that crawled along the shore. It was shiny, and looked yummy. Had weird claws that snapped. Snap, snap, snap. He could hear it! It was easy to focus on, drawing his focus from the strangers that were a bit away. Fortunately, Houndpaw wasn't digging.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice a feline walking through his path and slammed straight into them with a, oOMPH! "Yawoch!" He yelped, shaking his head back and forth. Oow. :<
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