ShadowClan Warriors' Den

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Originally Posted by xMaplesongx

Maplesong simply stared at the tom for a moment, surprised at the offer, then let out a laugh. "Why not," she mewed. "I'm already awake, so I suppose! Just don't complain if I catch more prey than you." Her tone had turned back to the same playful sing song.

Nightwing rolled his eyes, keeping watch for Dawnstar as he and Maplesong headed for the forest. He was basically waiting for execution. Soon, if I'm sentenced to death, I've GOT to leave! I'm going to be dead before I realize I am!

[xMaplesongx]

Originally Posted by Firebender

Nightwing rolled his eyes, keeping watch for Dawnstar as he and Maplesong headed for the forest. He was basically waiting for execution. Soon, if I'm sentenced to death, I've GOT to leave! I'm going to be dead before I realize I am!

Maplesong padded along, following Nightwing. She was completely unaware of the impending threat of his execution. She did notice, however, the way he looked as though he was searching for someone. Curiosity flooded her mind with questions, but she kept her mouth shut.

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Originally Posted by xMaplesongx

Maplesong padded along, following Nightwing. She was completely unaware of the impending threat of his execution. She did notice, however, the way he looked as though he was searching for someone. Curiosity flooded her mind with questions, but she kept her mouth shut.

Nightwing quickly left the camp, searching for prey. His belly growled but he ignored it. I don't deserve food. This is only for the Clan. Wonder if Dawnstar is gonna make me an apprentice and give me a cruel mentor to reteach me. I can handle that.

[xMaplesongx]

Originally Posted by Firebender

Nightwing quickly left the camp, searching for prey. His belly growled but he ignored it. I don't deserve food. This is only for the Clan. Wonder if Dawnstar is gonna make me an apprentice and give me a cruel mentor to reteach me. I can handle that.

"Hey, wait for me," Maplesong called after him, speeding her leisurely pace to catch up. "Trying to leave me in the dust? Why'd you invite me if you were going to run off?" She stifled a laugh as she caught up to him. What a strange cat.

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Originally Posted by xMaplesongx

"Hey, wait for me," Maplesong called after him, speeding her leisurely pace to catch up. "Trying to leave me in the dust? Why'd you invite me if you were going to run off?" She stifled a laugh as she caught up to him. What a strange cat.

Nightwing whirled around to stare at her. "I hurt Lynxpaw by accident and now I'm waiting for my fate." He mewed before turning back around and watching out for prey. (now to ShadowClan Territory)

[xMaplesongx]

Originally Posted by Firebender

Nightwing whirled around to stare at her. "I hurt Lynxpaw by accident and now I'm waiting for my fate." He mewed before turning back around and watching out for prey. (now to ShadowClan Territory)

Maplesong froze as Nightwing blurted out the words at her. Watching him dash off, the tabby hesitated for a moment, then ran after him into heart of Shadowclan's territory.

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Paleivy lashed her tail angry for who knows what perhaps she lost her new plaything.

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[Spartan-117]

SHADOWPAW PUNISHMENT -> DEN CLEARING


Shadowpaw walks into the Warrior's Den, his blue eyes a miniature flame of anger. He never thought he'd get in trouble for a patrol - of all things! He though maybe he'd harm somecat a little too much and Dawnstar would get angry but -
'This is not the time to brood! Not until after you finish your punishment.' A hissing voice in his head says, and he glares at the walls again. He drags moss into the den and he starts to discard old moss bedding. He prays to StarClan no warrior will bother him, but the apprentice den was already cleaned so he thought it best to do this instead of the nursery - where kits reside.
His irrational hate/fear of kits makes him angry, because since when has an apprentice been afraid of the kits - they're harmless balls of fluff?
Since he was born, he guesses, because he has had experiences with kits and he now despizes them. But he guesses if he gets a mate -
NO MATE! Not for Shadowpaw, he knows, because he doesn't feel attraction to any of the cats of ShadowClan and he's not leaving, no matter how mush he begins to hate it.
He cleans out the moss and places a pile on each place a bedding was.
Afterward, the large demiboy looks around and takes small moss-balls and drops it outside of the den. He glances around, making sure no warriors are about - same with kits and apprentices, of course - and continues to rummage about the den, clearing it out until it is nice and clean.
Then he finally breathes a sigh of relief. All he needs to do now is spar.

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Snakebite was in a relaxed position but he was alert while resting in the den.

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Spiderstrike's flank rose and fell rhythmically as he slept peacefully. Although it was the middle of day, Spiderstrike enjoyed napping. It was nice to escape the hottest hour of the day; Spiderstrike hated the heat. He was a longhaired, black cat, so his pelt absorbed the rays of the sun like a sponge absorbed water.

Spiderstrike awoke with a little start as he heard rustling within his den. His icy blue eyes immediately locked on the source, Shadowpaw cleaning, and his tense muscles settled. Spiderstrike was not a scaredy cat, rather quite the opposite. He was a brutal warrior who had never once feared for his life, even in the most grotesque battles. However, if you could get past his sarcastic, stubborn, and icy exterior, deep inside was a cat who cared greatly about his fellow clanmates. He was fiercely loyal, and while he never feared for himself, he did fear for them, especially the younger generation of apprentices and kits. If he could, Spiderstrike would sacrifice his life to ensure the safety of his clanmates. Its not like he had anything or anyone else to care about. His whole life had been one big struggle stained with war, struggle, hunger, and the death of cats around him. He had no family and no close friends; just the bond of the clan.

Spiderstrike rose slowly from his laying position and slowly, methodically stretched each of his legs, letting out a big yawn. Then, he sat, wrapping his fluffy tail neatly around his white paws. He looked around the dim den, wondering if he should head out and make himself useful or if he should kill time with some small talk.

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