ShadowClan Grimpeak

[Rowan]

°Bristle’Thorn°
Female / Warrior / 28 Moons / Shadowclan / Apprentice: Spider’Paw
large, long-haired she-cat with pale calico markings and brown eyes
Purrks: None
Interaction For: Anyone

The she-cat sat in an open spot beneath the Grimpeak, looking up at her leader. She was somewhat more contempt after scavenging through those fish-brains territory, her tail still swaying from side to side. It had been quite the night, that was for sure.

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Character Biography’s

[Daragca]

Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 39 moons
The Dancing Bird

This time his smile came genuinely, without the lace of jealousy it had held before. Owlthroat echoed back Tuftedtusk’s chuckle, his yellow eyes quickly widening and swimming with pleasant joy. ”Thank Starclan for that, those foxhearted warriors had it coming for a while.” It genuinely seemed to uplift his disappointment hearing about the bloodshed that had taken place. Even his dreams seemed filled with wanting for it.

Slowly he began to relax, curling his bushy tail around his front paws. Even letting what seemed like a contented expression grace his face. Tuftedtusk wasn’t all that bad, seeming wise for his age and committed to the clan. Better than Owlthroat’s self-servient goals, then again not many seemed to be as driven as he was to his own end. As the atmosphere had lifted he felt better about the impending meeting, perhaps it would be bearable enough for him to sit through and listen to Dawnstar’s proclamations.

Daring to let himself think that Shadowclan seemed to be returning to itself again after the move from the old camp. Seemed to be gaining its strength and returning to that cut throat glory that had become just a treasured memory during the move, missing cats and the rebuilding. Shadowclan must always remain strong, often the most hated. Sleeping in shadows and paving the way forward for the future generations. They hadn’t gone soft, maybe they never would.

[​​ @Aroogi ]

[A very spooky Myling]

〚~Willow'Paw~〛
| 10 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Kitty Soft Paws, Heightened Perception [smell]
[a small, fluffy tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes and an atrociously fluffy tail, a small tick in her right ear, and a scar on her cheek]

[cw: big ocd]

Willowpaw trotted out of the apprentices den, head drooping towards the ground, and her eyes trailing the grass under her paws. Her unusually hunched shape scurried over to the farthest corner, were she could still see Dawnstar on the Grimpeak, but not many cats lingered around. She plopped herself down, still focused on the floor. 'one, two, three, and a four, and a five. Maybe i'll be a warrior this meeting? Wait no i don't want that. I'll stay an apprentice for now, thanks. Six, seven grass straw, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve. I hope we'll see some other warriors though. But then does that equal to more violence? I really hope no- twenty hundred thirty five! Two thousand eight eight hundred! A billion- Could you stop it please?........
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.... Thank you- A GAZILLIOOOON! Well, there goes that attempt. Sigh. Ok if you stop counting i'll get us something to eat. Maybe. NOT-MAYBE. OH NOW I'M AT TRILLION BILLION BILLION GOOBLHOBBTOPPLETAPTAPEEEZLILLION! Alright. Alright then I'm going there now. Look, look I'm going. Yep yep yep on my way here we go. WOO! Took you long enough!' Her thoughts were doing that weird thingamajig again. She'd have her own, worried thoughts, and then some silly goofy maniac would clash against her mind. Willowpaw picked herself up, and trotted over to the fresh-kill pile. Then she sat there. Her mind valiantly protested against: "NO! WE NEED FOOD! EAT PLEASE! WE'RE STARVING! WE'RE GONNA DIEEEEE!" among the various arguments.

Well, too bad Subconscious.


[ open!! ]

[Beaan]

CLOVERKIT
She/Him/They - 6 Moons - ShadowClan Kit
A small dark brown tabby with green
eyes and a long tail

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Ooooo, a meeting!! The tabby tom bounded over from the nursery, vibrating with excitement as she always does. They made their way through the crowd, sitting near the Grimpeak. "Hi miss Dawnstar!!" Cloverkit piped to the older molly before sitting down, chest puffed out.

[ Closed ]

[Willie Warf]

Sharpfrost sat, proud of her clans victory.

[JackHunt_17]

Cougarbite and Forestpaw approached for the meeting

Fiercefire joined too

[Kix]

Rufflepaw, Wispypaw and frecklekit all came out and chose spots to sit and listen to the meeting.
[lazy post, better one tomorrow ]

[Blaaze]

Flashpaw appeared [closed post just so she attends]

[Rani]

Bleedingpaw
Shadowclan Apprentice | He/Him | 5 Moons

Just a Scratch | Shadow Fiend

The newly made apprentice had been pretty anxious when his clanmates had left for the battle, worried some might not come back. He'd even stayed up late waiting to see everyone come back, counting heads to make sure no one died and to see who was injured. And in the end it seemed there was nothing to really worry about! Yay!


Now with that out of the way Bleedingpaw would be able to start training and become a proper apprentice! After the meeting of course.


Wobbling his way over to the meeting the apprentices head bobbled as he looked for someone to sit by and beamed as he spotted Quietpaw with no one beside her. One of his favorite sisters was free, so that was a no brainer and the tom quickly padded over, sitting down with a thump as a twitch took a paw out from under him.
"Heya Quietpaw! Looks like Miss Dawnstar got hurt in the battle, do you think Riverclan put up that much of a fight? Everyone said that they were kinda pathetic and weak of a clan so I didnt think they'd be hard and obviously we still won but......"
But Bleedingpaw was kinda confused how all the things they heard about riverclan could be true if they did manage to put up a struggle to get them out.


@Morrigan

[Warriorsfan9054.1]

Amberfern padded over, sitting down to listen to DawnStar.

(Open)