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Re: The Shadowledge
Nightpaw
apprentice || ftm || 8 moons
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Nightpaw entered the area where he'd heard the damages had occured. Immediately, he wrinkled his nose at the smell of blood, feeling his fur stand on end.
"..Oh...Oh, Starclan.." He muttered. This was the young cat's first death, after all...The first one he'd gotten close enough to, anyways. He padded a small distance away, sitting and turning his head away from the scene. Nightpaw tucked his paws under his tail, taking deep breaths. How on Earth would he be a warrior, if he grew lightheaded at the smell of blood?
Nightpaw wanted someone, anyone to distract him right now. He just didn't want to focus on what just happened.
Kahaha! Priceless! It was too easy to scare her! Satisfied with his prank, he cackles at her with that toothy grin of his before taking a seat at her side. Honestly he could have done a lot worse! What a drama queen! Lifting a paw to nonchalantly begin cleaning at the fur that covers it, he glances over at her through the corners of his eyes. Bright orange burn into her dark pelt. Hopefully it made her shuffle in discomfort!
"Didn't expect to see a corpse today~ Guess I should learn to expect the unexpected, hmm?"
Rushingpaw quickly made his way over at their leaders call, slightly out of breath. Looked like he was only slightly late - with so many other cats already gathered around, but relief washed over him as he realized Dawnstar was still waiting!
"I am ash... I am embers... My flames once danced bright. My flames now fade... But it returns from the depths... The fire devours me whole... It's the birth of something greater..."
Foxstrike heard the kit and padded slowly over. "Well..." he began slowly, trying to find the right words. "That isn't mud, actually, it's... uh... a little worse than that." He shook his head. Darn it, Foxstrike! You want to become a great tactician but can't figure out how to tell a kit about blood! He sighed. "Yeah... it's blood. And a lot of it."
(This is Foxstrike talking too Pumpkinkit, just so we don't start RPing the wrong cats)
PumpkinKit
[PumpkinKit is not out! Please use he/him pronouns when referring to pumpkin]
They/Them/Pumpkin/Pumpkins - Neogender [Closeted] - Lesbian, Poly + Grayasexual - 5 moons - A short furred ginger cat with deep emerald eyes and darker, more tiger-like, ginger stripes
PumpkinKit tilted pumkins head at the warrior. "Does that mean they're hurt? Why would they take a nap when they're hurt? That's just silly!" They purred with a laugh.
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Originally Posted by BloodyRaven
Icebeam noticed the dead body. "Darling... a cat has passed," she answered causing Tigerfang to stare at her. "It was obvious, use your eyes," he snapped, glaring at Beansprout, and adding in a grumble, "Crybaby idiot." Icebeam glared at her brother and flicked her tail in annoyance. "Don't call them that," she hissed, "I told you that already." The brown tabby tom shrugged. "it's true. The wimp isn't worth your time," he said calmly. Icebeam was this close to ripping her brother to shreds, but calmed herself down for the sake of not traumatizing her mate.
@the.lemon.witch
(pls forgive Tigerfang, he doesn't like Beansprout)
BeanSprout
They/Them - Nonbinary - Neptunic + Polyamorus - ?? Moons - A large, cinnamon-and-white cat with long fur and soft amber eyes "Oh." BeanSprout said, slowly opening their eyes. "Excuse me!? You would understand if you had seen your mother ripped bit by bit by your blood brothers and father when you were a kit!" They hissed at their mate's brother.
Nightpaw entered the area where he'd heard the damages had occured. Immediately, he wrinkled his nose at the smell of blood, feeling his fur stand on end.
"..Oh...Oh, Starclan.." He muttered. This was the young cat's first death, after all...The first one he'd gotten close enough to, anyways. He padded a small distance away, sitting and turning his head away from the scene. Nightpaw tucked his paws under his tail, taking deep breaths. How on Earth would he be a warrior, if he grew lightheaded at the smell of blood?
Nightpaw wanted someone, anyone to distract him right now. He just didn't want to focus on what just happened.
Thornclaw flicked his tail as the stench of blood filled the camp, he wrinkled his nose and looked at everyone before catching his eye on a apprentice, He got up and walked over. He sat down and looked at the clan, the blood stench on nightpaw stinked but it could have been worse possibly."Quite a battle, from the smell thats on your pelt, you must have gotten some hits" he said as his cold eyes deadly stare at Dawnstar. He yawned as he ignored his blood stench from killing stormeye, a strong tom fought bravely for his clan, such a pity it ended with him being killed.
he sighed and curled his tail around and over his paws.
Lifting her head slightly Darkcloud paused before silently padding over amber eyes scanning the crowd causally she caught sight of a familiar black pelt. It was her somewhat friend Shadefrost...well she didn't really socialise any one else so she might as well join him.
Slowly the dark she-cat found her way to his side and sat down doing her regular routine of neatly curling her tail around her paws and straightening her pose before glancing over emotionlessly at him "Greetings, I see your in a good mood" she said quietly noticing his cheerful smile and genuinely intrested in why he was so happy.
SHADEFROST
Agatha Kitty | Active, Mind Reader | Active, Silver Tongue | Active
Wait, WHAT?! Darkcloud was approaching him instead of the other way around? Did that mean she was finally warming up to him or was it something else? Wait no, none of that mattered right now. Cloudy was speaking to him and he wouldn't just leave her hanging. "Yup," he said with a cheerful mew, "Tonight will be the first time in a long time that I'll get to sleep in the warrior's den." It'd been moons since he was able to just drown his consciousness (and whatever life problems he had) with the familiar and comforting moss beds and now with that pest of a medicine apprentice gone there was nothing stopping him from doing just that. Yeah, yeah, he could've just come back whenever he wanted. But what type of warrior would he be if he couldn't even keep a promise to himself?
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Last edited by Levi 99; October 5th, 2023 at 01:00 PM.
PumpkinKit
[PumpkinKit is not out! Please use he/him pronouns when referring to pumpkin]
They/Them/Pumpkin/Pumpkins - Neogender [Closeted] - Lesbian, Poly + Grayasexual - 5 moons - A short furred ginger cat with deep emerald eyes and darker, more tiger-like, ginger stripes
PumpkinKit tilted pumkins head at the warrior. "Does that mean they're hurt? Why would they take a nap when they're hurt? That's just silly!" They purred with a laugh.
BeanSprout
They/Them - Nonbinary - Neptunic + Polyamorus - ?? Moons - A large, cinnamon-and-white cat with long fur and soft amber eyes "Oh." BeanSprout said, slowly opening their eyes. "Excuse me!? You would understand if you had seen your mother ripped bit by bit by your blood brothers and father when you were a kit!" They hissed at their mate's brother.
Foxstrike
(Male-He/Him)
(30 moons)
Foxstrike looked down at the bubbly kit, feeling a lump in his throat. Come on, Foxstrike, he thought. If you don't tell him, somebody else will. "I'm afraid it's worse than that," he said hoarsely, "They're somewhere else now. Somewhere they will never be hurt again."
(They are dead, right?)
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Re: The Shadowledge
