ShadowClan Leader's Den

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MINTPAW
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l apprentice l she/her l 6 moons l

@Undertaker

Mintpaw sprinted into the leader’s den and began bouncing up and down in front of Dawnstar. ”DAWNSTAR DAWNSTAR DAWNSTAR I’M AN APPRENTICE! I’M AN APPRENTICE! thanks for appointing me Hemlockleaf he’s awesome thanks by the way did you like your apprenticeship how long ago was that how old are you by the way I’m six moons duh ahahahahahah I heard you do apprentice training too I wanna learn with you can we can we can we can we?”

[alec]

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ]
- cw minor potentially gross descriptions? -

rookfire had brough space between himself and the kit as soon as he put it down in camp, briefly considering stepping ahead and following mistlewhisker at a brisk pace but instead chose to force the kit to walk by hovering behind it. lingering discomfort, he had never really been one for kits...and dont get him started on pregnancy. a shiver ran down his spine at the thought and the dark tom gave a slight shake to ease the ruffled fur.
entering dawnstars den brought memories of his very own first time in shadowclan camp though he quickly moved onto listening to mistlewhisker instead of lingering on useless memories. "mmh, they were still warm when we got there, malnourished, we missed them by only a few moments." the enforcer added upon meeting mistlewhiskers gaze on accident whilst she was looking at him. he had taken that as a invitation to talk, and he sure hoped that was the intend, or perhaps she just wanted to see if he was actually there.
the good thing about not carrying the kit anymore was not having to feel and taste their pelt on his tongue, dirty and reeking of outsider, the bad thing was that the kit now had free will to do what it pleased. somehow not having shrivelled up at the sight of dawnstar alone (though he had to admit mistlewhisker wasnt that much smaller than their leader anyway), it had apperantly chosen to both disrupt their conversation and cross basic boundaries.
ignoring the talking was easy enough but when attention briefly slipped from listening back and trying to keep the kit in the corner of his vision and listening, to focussing fully on dawnstar, he flinched at the touch inflicted upon his flank by the unfamiliar kit. remaining intact ear and whatever was left of the other one twitched back in discomfort, stepping a bit further away from the kit and shifting his tail to the side to form a barrier between them. the feeling that remained was alike the one he imagined a lingering soul would feel, maggots burying in hollow flesh and squirming around. not many cats sought unnecessary contact like this and even less rookfire could endure without wanting to peel his skin off. striped tail between them, it wasnt much, but stars even a outsider kit could have that much understanding of social clues to get he was not liking their behaviour. on the outside it probably didnt look like much, he had pointedly kept his head turned towards, and eyes trained on dawnstar and mistlewhisker, flinched and shifted only a bit, tail coming to rest as if simply seeking a different position.

[ @Mica @Undertaker @TheNyanCatMinecart ]
[ hope this makes sense its too late for me to think this much ]

[PINTO BEAN]

DOVEKIT
{ he/they | 2 moons }

EVERY STEP I TAKE IS A MISTAKE....WHY CANT I JUST BE PERFECT?

ׂ╰┈➤Tiny paws wondered around, looking for something to do for once in his life. He then saw the leader's den. Something he had never been to, he padded towards the open den, seeing dawnstar he tried to act normal, though he wasnt. Unexpectantly he stumbed as he tried to sit down and knocked into something. He watched it fall off something and break as it hit the ground, his heart started racing. HOW DARE YOU BREAK SOMETHING YOU IDIOT KIT BE SMART FOR ONCE IN YOUR DAMN LIFE his mind yelled at him as he panicked. He looked up at dawnstar with a startled look on his face. He knew he would probably get punished, he was so damn stupid. "I-I didnt mean to! I swear!! Please forgive me! If it takes a punishment to forgive me then punish me!" he said anxiously, he wanted to be forgiven, he needed to be forgiven. YOUR NOT GONNA GET FORGIVEN DUMB KIT he shook as his mind told him that. He needed to stay calm though. He didnt need to show panicking infront of his leader, it will show that he is just a weak little kit who lost his mom at birth and is all alone, no siblings as he was the only non stillborn in his litter, no friends as noone wanted to interact with him, i mean who can blame them, he's just a stupid kit who knows nothing about the world yet. He was so hopeless and lonely he even refuses for people to be friends with him even if they try, that's why he has no friends. He stood there waiting for an answer.

{ @Undertaker }

[Rose]

She/Her | Purrks Overlook

Safe to say, she was going to have to face this head-on. No time like the present, Lostspark supposed. Even though she'd rather make the present either the past or the future - preferably the former. Dawnstar was already round with kits and ever grouchier because of it, sooooooo there was a fine line Lostspark had to walk on, a role she wasn't by any means looking forward to playing anytime soon.

Anyway, after having picked up a vole (the rabbit looked nice and all, but Lostspark knew all too well the feeling of being stuffed with kits) from the fresh kill pile, and after shooting Aspencry a death glare that was meant to convey 'don't-piss-her-off' (who knows if he understood or not), the lithe grey enforcer approached. . . well, the dragon's den.

“Mother,” At the very least, she had brains enough to wait for Dawnstar to acknowledge her call and allow her in before actually setting foot into the place. Slowly setting down the vole first. “Look who I found at the border.” A familiar face - one Lostspark was certain was smart enough to keep it. Hopefully. Unless her character judgement scale was biased today.

Nudging the piece of prey towards her mother, Lostspark angled herself subconsciously a step in front of Aspencry, planting herself somewhat between him and the leader. He had been a ShadowClanner once, sure, and she was certain he knew better than to mess with the Shadow Queen, but the protective instinct would not diminish, not when her mother was pregnant. Damn Slytiger for getting temporarily exiled.

“Was convincing enough that he'd stay for the long run this time around.” A half glance in Aspencry's direction. That was probably all the defense she was going to offer her former rival, honestly.

[ @nykyrian - Aspencry / @Undertaker - Dawnstar ]

[nykyrian]

♔ Aspencry ♔

He/Him | @Rose | @Undertaker

If he had thought he was nervous before, it held no comparison to what he had now. Larkfire had been the easy part, if anything this would be a billion times harder. Still he tried to mask it, find that facade that was a constant mask he wore before. He appreciated the other's decision to grab a piece of prey from the pile before going to Dawnstar. And even her glare, at which he simply pinned his ears and nodded. He'd dealt with Dawnstar before, and understood well how deeply important him watching his tongue was.

He took a deep breath as they approached her den. Then actively bit his tongue as Larkfire spoke. He had to choose his words wisely, and he didn't want to overexplain before he was asked to. He didn't want to do anything before he was asked to in fear of messing up, but that was an unrealistic and rather dependant expectation. "That's because I meant it. "

"I wish to become a part of Shadowclan again, no matter what that entails. I will do whatever I can to prove that I deserve a spot in this clan. To prove my loyalty belongs to you and every member of this clan." He had fought every clan in the forest as well as those outside of it in the name of Shadowclan before. He had given his all in every training session, every battle and spar, every patrol. He'd do it again in a heartbeat. He would be a better warrior than he had been as long as he was given the opportunity. His loyalty had never belonged to anywhere but here, he was unsure what he would do, who he would be without it.

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