ShadowClan Clearing

[puppeteer]

Dappledleaf purred at her friends words. "These two will always be my babies, but I can't wait for them to be apprentices." She gave each kit a quick lick on the head, ignoring their protests. The two kits started playing with Grayscars tail, and they perked up at their names. "We've been so good!" Sagekit said earnestly. "Yeah, so good!" Willowkit was her brothers echo sometimes. That was the best thing about twin kits.

[ @MaryTheCrow its all good dont worry!!]

[Pitou]

**Sunsetpaw**

@starry @l3o.artz @MaryTheCrow
[I’m open (and looking for) cats to be cold to downright cruel towards Sunsetpaw. She’s 14 moons, so warrior-aged. Her father is Elmshadow. She just got back to ShC after leaving with her mother 3 moons ago. So I’m hoping there are cats who won’t totally accept her]

Leaving the medicine cat den, cobwebs covering her wounds from her fight with the fox, a new surge of energy had spurned through her. Her heartache couldn’t keep her from pushing forward and her physical injuries were merely inconveniences. She needed to put distance between Elmshadow and herself in that moment more than anything, she’d save her collapse for later. As she stalked across the clearing, she heard Cinderblaze’s voice. She recognized the warrior and it didn’t surprise her that a warrior of Shadowclan would take the initiative to gather a hunting patrol. A good meal sounded beyond appetizing so it only made sense to see what she could bring in for her clan. She changed her direction and joined Cinderblaze and the other two warriors. ”I can go.”

[Rose]

@starry @l3o.artz @MaryTheCrow @Ravensong


Meadowhaze trotted into the clearing once Fallenpaw had retired to the apprentice den. Meadowhaze was still slightly uncertain about the apprentice's shoulder bruise, but she had no say in that. Her gaze flitted to the fresh kill pile, noting that despite Dappledleaf and Fallenpaw's edition to it earlier, it had diminished into barely anything again. 'ShadowClan sure has a lot of cats.' She mused to herself, head tipping to the side as Cinderblaze declared his intention to go hunting. Meadowhaze slunk over, pawsteps light and careful against the mossy ground. "I can go." She offered, internally chiding herself to be more aware of her surroundings this time. There could be no room for clumsiness in this patrol, since so many warriors had offered to come along.

[Dirtfur]

The ginger pounced onto an unaware lizard and gave it a death bite. “And that’s the clan way of hunting,” Redheart demonstrated, looking back at Willowpaw.

The mentor grinned. The young she-cat had learned so much from him and other warriors in ShadowClan. The proud warrior frowned as he remembered the nightmares he had after being healed by the medicine cats. Willowpaw’s limp body, morphing into Leaftail’s. He quickly shook his head, hoping that the apprentice hadn’t seen the frown.

“Would you like to give it a try?” he meowed, mentioning about the hunting move he had just shown her a few heart beats ago.

@Wintersun

[Wintersun]

Originally Posted by Dirtfur

The ginger pounced onto an unaware lizard and gave it a death bite. “And that’s the clan way of hunting,” Redheart demonstrated, looking back at Willowpaw.

The mentor grinned. The young she-cat had learned so much from him and other warriors in ShadowClan. The proud warrior frowned as he remembered the nightmares he had after being healed by the medicine cats. Willowpaw’s limp body, morphing into Leaftail’s. He quickly shook his head, hoping that the apprentice hadn’t seen the frown.

“Would you like to give it a try?” he meowed, mentioning about the hunting move he had just shown her a few heart beats ago.

@Wintersun

Willowpaw nodded, and began to search out for the prey scent. When she finally came across the sscent of sparrow, she located it upon a low hanging branch.

She got to a place where she was a few tail lengths away from it and leaped, flying over the branch, and grabbing the bird in her mouth, as she landed, she killed the birds swiftly.

"How was that?" She asked, dropping the bird.

[Dirtfur]

Originally Posted by Wintersun

Willowpaw nodded, and began to search out for the prey scent. When she finally came across the sscent of sparrow, she located it upon a low hanging branch.

She got to a place where she was a few tail lengths away from it and leaped, flying over the branch, and grabbing the bird in her mouth, as she landed, she killed the birds swiftly.

"How was that?" She asked, dropping the bird.

Redheart stared in shock at the recently-caught sparrow. Birds were difficult to catch, being able to float in the air, out of reach for any cats to catch. Watching an apprentice catch a bird for the first time on the first try - at least, he believed that it was the first time that Willowpaw caught the bird.

It reminded him about another hunting move he stopped using; it was usually distracting and hard to master. It had been a long time, maybe five moons, since he had used it. Could he be able to practice it again? Moreover, could he teach it to his apprentice?

At last, the ginger nodded and moved his emerald green orbs to face Willowpaw. “You’re ready,” he muttered. Shaking his head, clearing his throat, he restated, “You seem to be ready to learn a new move.” Redheart crouched down and crawled over to a tree. He lifted his front legs and stretched them and gripped the bark with his claws. Looking back at the apprentice, he waited for her response. He rather not force her to learn a move that is very hard and needs a lot of practice.

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYSNAKE OF SHADOWCLAN ~

Ivysnake craned her neck so that she was able to lick the fur on her left shoulder. It had been a while since she'd had time to relax. She didn't mind that, of course. She liked being busy. Training Centipedepaw, learning herbs, and treating Clanmates had all occupied her time. Ivysnake had never imagined herself training as a medicine cat, but then again, she was no ordinary medicine cat. She got to fight, take a mate, have kits, and train a warrior apprentice. Centipedepaw was pretty good. He was a bit immature at times, but he had common sense, and was obedient. Ivysnake liked him. She was learning his sign language, too, and she had made up some signs herself. Now she was confident in her communication with her deaf apprentice.

She was also thinking of taking a mate and having kits, maybe multiple mates so she'd be able to continually provide for the Clan. Ivysnake didn't want anything too serious or committed. She just wanted some sensible cats who were fine being mates with her, or at least having kits for ShadowClan. They could do whatever they wanted; she didn't care much. However, Ivysnake had to be careful with that because she was a medicine cat, after all. She didn't want to be too occupied to carry out her duties. Perhaps, during a quiet period, she'd be willing to take a mate or mates and have kits. She'd also have more freedom as a medicine cat apprentice since she had less responsibility. But she didn't feel like now was a good time.

Ivysnake shrugged to herself, then continued grooming her shoulder fur, moving down her leg. She had plenty of time to figure these things out. As long as she continued serving ShadowClan to the best of her ability, remaining loyal and hard-working, she'd be content. Ivysnake only wanted the best for her Clan, and was determined to be completely and fully loyal to them, as well as Dawnstar. One day, ShadowClan would be perfect, or at least, as close to perfect as it could get. No slackers, no weaklings, no cats who tried to abide by the weaker rules in StarClan's stupid code. And Ivysnake was determined to see that day.

@Slushie

[Pitou]

**Sunsetpaw**

[OPEN for interactions with bullies]

The golden apprentice stalked through the clearing, trying to keep her head down. She was aware she was fourteen moons and still an apprentice; a part of her wanted to blame her mother for taking her out of Shadowclan three moons ago, so soon before her warriorhood, but that thought lodged a lump in her throat and she could think no further. Images of her mother’s bloody, mangled body flashed through her mind. She couldn’t sleep without the images and sounds of the fox battle and it’s aftermath searing her mind’s eye. She figured she’d been keeping some of her den mates awake in her sleeplessness which was surely contributing to her alienation. She could feel the eyes of her clanmates studying her. Whether they were suspicious of her return or had already deemed her disloyal for her absence, or she was the easy target to her father’s callous nature, or even her own perceived haughtiness, she could feel their ire everywhere she went. Sunsetpaw was made painfully aware that she had had only a pawful of friends even before she left, but those were all her family. She’d seen little use in being friends with cats outside her close-knit family. Friends had no benefits, she was too busy caring for her family and training to be a strong and loyal Shadowclan warrior, friends had no place or need in her life. She felt it now, though, as her beloved sister Chamomilepaw had left with them and not returned, her mother was dead, and she had seen Ashpaw since she returned. It occurred to her that she should visit with Burningkit and Sorrelkit to make sure her younger sisters were coping well enough. Her heart ached for Petalkit but she found some solace in the belief that Petalkit was with Loonfeather and Chamomilepaw and would never know the pain of seeing their mother as Sunsetpaw had.

Sunsetpaw sat down in a sunny spot filtering through the mottled shade of the clearing. Her instincts told her to scan the clearing, she could feel the eyes boring into her and she wanted to know who felt so strongly against her but she didn’t want to attract the attention, knowing it was in her best interest for now to lay low. She kept her head ducked, her eyes averted, her stomach twisting in knots as a low foreboding feeling washed over her. Goldenstep had been scared of something. She hadn’t trusted her own clanmates. Should I have listened? Sunsetpaw knew she couldn’t think about that now. She was back in Shadowclan and she couldn’t believe her clanmates would turn against her. Whatever her mother had feared had to have been irrational or isolated. This was her clan, where she belonged.

[poppy]

Sorrelkit Brackenfire and Palepaw sat

[MockingRabbit]

Cloversun licked her paw and ran it over her ear.