Take Back the Night [SHC NIGHT HUNTING EVENT]

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Petalpaw
Shadowclan App ☙ 7 moons ☙ She/Her
"In joy or sadness, flowers are our closest friend."

Petalpaw quickly followed after Briarsplash and stood by her.

@squidz - Briarsplash

[c1nder]

「 ✦ Hazycry ✦ 」

➳ Shadowclan Warrior | She/Her | 20 moons [+ every 15th]
➳ Purrks - Shadow Fiend, Kitty Softpaws T2, Silver Tongue T2, Monkey's Paw

➳ heavily scarred white, orange and brown tabico with cloudy blue eyes
➳ rough around the edges, antisocial, self-depricating

"I once believed that the road of happiness continued forever and ever into the distance. When it was destroyed, I realized for the first time that it lies upon a thin sheet of glass."
❧ this character often portrays self-hate, interact with caution
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ah. she was on a team with her former mentor and- stars DAMMIT sleepysunrise. ugh.

ehhh night hunting shouldnt be too hard considering the fact that she was blind most of her life and used the shadows to her advantage. she could figure it out herself.

silently, she slipped into the shadows. awaiting

- @squidz

[Undertaker]

@wolfie - Houndpaw | @Mica - Emberpaw/Mistlewhisker @Estelle - Sleepysunrise

Dawnstar was a little surprised as her family members started showing up one by one. By the time her Enforcers started grouping cats, her mate, granddaughter, and three of her kits were here. It was rare for all three high ranks to be together at once; this should be a fun hunt.

As Rookfire placed her in his group with Mistlewhisker, the leader rested her glare on him for a long moment before turning her head to look at her kits. Houndpaw was whining about Emberpaw not being with him. She had no issues with how everyone was grouped and went to cuff Houndpaw over the head as she wandered over to him.

"Stop complaining and do as you're told. Warriors don't whine about where they're placed." She told her son. "Focus on hunting. See if you, your brother, and Sleepysunrise can bring home more prey than Mistlewhisker, Emberpaw, and I." She told the furball while beckoning Emberpaw to come along with her.

"Sleepysunrise, help mind the boys, please. They shouldn't cause any trouble, but who knows with them." She meowed to her granddaughter. She was sure Briarsplash would be fine; she was one of her more capable Enforcers, but it didn't hurt to ask. Dawnstar walked over to wait with Rookfire and the others as Briarsplash quickly led her group out of the camp.

[Rudie]

- Honeycomb -

He/ Him / 23 moons / Deaf Shadowclan warrior
Purrks: Heightened Perception [Smelling] [Pernament]

He doesn’t mind being assigned to either group. It’s sad that he missed the chance of getting to know Dawnstar and Mistlewhisker better, but does that make him change for the worse? Definitely not. He does not want to give up on his optimistic self, and he’s glad that he achieved it thanks to his hearing loss.

The night is crisp and warm, and the stars shine and flicker above the dense foliage of the trees as Briarsplash’s group moves on. It makes Honeycomb ponder about his early days when his parents were alive and well, but after the Starcave’s collapse, he doubts if his parents would still watch over him and guide him until his final breath. The deaf warrior peers back down to the horizon, and it didn’t take long until they arrived at an ideal area to hunt.

There’s no need for him to rehearse basic hunting, but he isn’t much of a cat who frequently hunts during the night. Honeycomb trails to Briarsplash and sits down, interested in snagging a few tips and tricks about night hunting. With lip-reading, if course.

@squidz.