[SIZE="2"]Well, that was unexpected. Flashpaw
nearly shrieked, but was able to avoid it at the last moment.
With a gasp, she jumped, eyes wide with utter terror. Her
'Loud and Alarming' cat alarm was blaring in her skull, and
she felt her heart racing. With a quivering voice, the poor,
frightened little molly stammered, "Ath- th- thank you."
Her chest heaved quickly like a rodent's, and she stared up at her,
praying her leaf wouldn't blow away. She was scared beyond
words, and she slowly stood up, clasping the leaf tightly in her
jaws. "Ca-Ca- could you... I have to bring this to... I don't...
I'm kind of.. afraid right now." she breathed, stuttering her
words heavily. Great, so much for a good impression. With a
flick of a quivering ear, she ducked her head between her shoulders.
This loud and frightening apprentice had her cornered in her
hidey-hole corner. Well, so much for sitting in a corner. Of
course she'd get cornered in a corner! "Sa- Sor-orry."[
She struggled heavily to speak properly./SIZE]
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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Whoops! Maybe that was a bit too confident...
Her eyes trailed down towards the leaf the startled apprentice was holding onto. She cocked her head curiously before lifting her head back to Flashpaw.
"Hahaha!" Magpiepaw laughed. But it was less like a laugh and more like a song bird who forgot how to sing, or talk, or communicate in general.
Great, now she felt guilty.
"It's okay, I sware it." In a horrid attempt to regain control in this mess of a conversation, she introduced herself. "I'm Magpiepaw, the best warrior to ever EVER live! You?"
Awesome! She fixed it flawlessly. Magpiepaw impressed herself every day.
If only she could be more awesome and actually calm Flashpaw down. Ughhhh... How come all of her knowledge disappeared when she actually needed it?
it's like, "Oh no! I've suddenly found myself in a very embarrassing situation, how to I fix it?" And my MOUSE BRAIN OF A MIND IS LIKE, "Oh boo hoo Magpiepaw, I hope you die in a ravine."
Soooo not fair!
Trying to comfort the ducking striped apprentice as best she could, she twined her strangely long tail around hers. Okay, maybe that'd help.
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- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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Whoops! Maybe that was a bit too confident...
Her eyes trailed down towards the leaf the startled apprentice was holding onto. She cocked her head curiously before lifting her head back to Flashpaw.
"Hahaha!" Magpiepaw laughed. But it was less like a laugh and more like a song bird who forgot how to sing, or talk, or communicate in general.
Great, now she felt guilty.
"It's okay, I sware it." In a horrid attempt to regain control in this mess of a conversation, she introduced herself. "I'm Magpiepaw, the best warrior to ever EVER live! You?"
Awesome! She fixed it flawlessly. Magpiepaw impressed herself every day.
If only she could be more awesome and actually calm Flashpaw down. Ughhhh... How come all of her knowledge disappeared when she actually needed it?
it's like, "Oh no! I've suddenly found myself in a very embarrassing situation, how to I fix it?" And my MOUSE BRAIN OF A MIND IS LIKE, "Oh boo hoo Magpiepaw, I hope you die in a ravine."
Soooo not fair!
Trying to comfort the ducking striped apprentice as best she could, she twined her strangely long tail around hers. Okay, maybe that'd help.
Flashpaw moved a littled away from the
apprentice. She didn't like contact without knowing the
cat- but hey, the big scary apprentice was trying NOT
to be big and scary, so... maybe a chance should be
given. "I-s-I's- I'm sorry, You-s-startled me kinda. A
lot. A lot lot." She stuttered, and then narrowed
her eyes in concentration. I-I'm sorry, y-you-u startled
me." she corrected. She then dropped her leaf so
she could talk easier- her stuttering was bad enough without
her mouth full of leaf. The laughing made her feel rather
somber, though, and she looked to the side, flicking her
ear continuously "Fl-a-Flas-Flashpaw." She responded
to the name question earnestly. [/CENTER]
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Flashpaw moved a littled away from the
apprentice. She didn't like contact without knowing the
cat- but hey, the big scary apprentice was trying NOT
to be big and scary, so... maybe a chance should be
given. "I-s-I's- I'm sorry, You-s-startled me kinda. A
lot. A lot lot." She stuttered, and then narrowed
her eyes in concentration. I-I'm sorry, y-you-u startled
me." she corrected. She then dropped her leaf so
she could talk easier- her stuttering was bad enough without
her mouth full of leaf. The laughing made her feel rather
somber, though, and she looked to the side, flicking her
ear continuously "Fl-a-Flas-Flashpaw." She responded
to the name question earnestly.
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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"Flashpaw! Okay, nice to meet you. See, aren't we communicating so well?"
That was a lie. A really bad lie actually.
Poor Flashpaw stammered like a dazed fish, her words teetering this way and that, and WHAT'S THIS? It looks like the fish forgot to swim! Uh oh! Whoopdie doo, what the heck are words???
As bad as Magpiepaw thought thinking that, it was true. Hopefully her pronunciation would straighten up now that she had no leaf in the way of her words or any fear as well.
That was probably why the orange tabby was in the farther corner of the clearing anyways, because any time a cat approached her she had a full blown heart attack.
That sucks though. If she was so nervous and always stumbling over her worlds, then how would she ever meet awesome cats like her?
Poor poor, Flashpaw.
"Also also also," Magpiepaw droned on, her expression not even stuttering. "What do you think your warrior name should be? Isn't that an amazing question? I'd think so, in fact, I think about it ALL THE TIME!"
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- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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"Flashpaw! Okay, nice to meet you. See, aren't we communicating so well?"
That was a lie. A really bad lie actually.
Poor Flashpaw stammered like a dazed fish, her words teetering this way and that, and WHAT'S THIS? It looks like the fish forgot to swim! Uh oh! Whoopdie doo, what the heck are words???
As bad as Magpiepaw thought thinking that, it was true. Hopefully her pronunciation would straighten up now that she had no leaf in the way of her words or any fear as well.
That was probably why the orange tabby was in the farther corner of the clearing anyways, because any time a cat approached her she had a full blown heart attack.
That sucks though. If she was so nervous and always stumbling over her worlds, then how would she ever meet awesome cats like her?
Poor poor, Flashpaw.
"Also also also," Magpiepaw droned on, her expression not even stuttering. "What do you think your warrior name should be? Isn't that an amazing question? I'd think so, in fact, I think about it ALL THE TIME!"
Slightly surprised by the question,
Flaspaw narrowed her eyes. She'd never,
ever thought about her warrior name
before. Flashpaw wondered what being like
a warrior would be like. She didn't feel brave
and confident like Magpiepaw. "I- Id- I
don't know." she said quietly. To be honest,
she did know, but was nervous to say it. She
recalled her deceased brother Midnightkit fondly
for a moment. He was the only cat who'd cared
at all about her. "Flashheart. I-I thi-thin-Think
I'd like t-to-to be Fl-Flas-Flashheart."
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alec is in the corner. bean is poking me with a stick.
Slightly surprised by the question,
Flaspaw narrowed her eyes. She'd never,
ever thought about her warrior name
before. Flashpaw wondered what being like
a warrior would be like. She didn't feel brave
and confident like Magpiepaw. "I- Id- I
don't know." she said quietly. To be honest,
she did know, but was nervous to say it. She
recalled her deceased brother Midnightkit fondly
for a moment. He was the only cat who'd cared
at all about her. "Flashheart. I-I thi-thin-Think
I'd like t-to-to be Fl-Flas-Flashheart."
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
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"Ooooo," Magpiepaw exclaimed. Now this was interesting.
She'd always wanted to ask another apprentice that question, and she wasn't disappointed. Flashheart sounded like an very fitting name for the young apprentice, she couldn't blame her.
"I think that sounds really nice actually." The two toned she-cat smiled, her brown eyes twinkling in the tree filtered sunlight.
"Personally, if it was up to me, I'd name you Flashflood because it's intimidating!" ---Magpiepaw bared her teeth playfully. "Look? ARGH, IM SO SCARY AND STRONG!" She said, dropping her voice a few octaves lower before bursting into giggles, nearly falling over in her laughing fit.
"See! Hahaha!" She kicked her forepaws in the air, her pink gums on full display as she howled in laughter.
The small apprentice paused to catch her breath, her sides heaving.
"If I had to-" she paused to giggle once more. "If I- I'd be Magpiestrike, or stroke! Yeah! Or light. Wouldn't that just be sooo pretty?"
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- Hartebeest by Yalokre
Rookflare had just walked back into camp after a particularly interesting interaction with a ThunderClan cat over the border- a ThunderClan cat who he wasn’t sure of his opinion on. While he seemed amicable enough, he couldn’t get a very good read on him, so he was a bit wary. That and the fact that they were supposed to be at major odds made his feelings on the matter quite complicated- when he saw Fogkit’s reaction to the bird overhead. The little guy seemed to have spooked himself. “Hello,” Rookflare greeted him with a friendly smile, “You alright there?” He asked, making sure not to sound patronizing or like he was babying him. While the kit was young, Rookflare was well aware that some kits did not appreciate babytalk or simplified speech, so he was always aware of that when he spoke to them. He’d adjust his approach accordingly, depending on the kit and what sort of read he’d get on them, but he’d always start out somewhat the same every time.
Fogkit’s ears immediately turn red, which is easy to see under his white fur. Fogkit knows this and lowers himself to the ground, trying to cover up his ears. Stupid, stupid! Why’s he like this??
“F-Fine,” Fogkit manages. “I’m fine.”
He says it as if trying to convince himself, not daring to look up in case he sees that… thing… bird… again.
Fogkit does let himself peek at the warrior, not really recognizing them. To be fair he hasn’t talked with many Shadowclan cats yet. Wait, why are they talking to him? Are they gonna be mean to him? His dull blue eyes begin to grow with tears but Fogkit stops himself. No crying.
| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Inactive | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
A snort of amusement escaped the young tom as Lynxshade greeted him, offering up a beaming grin in return. Perhaps it was because he was still such a young age at fifteen moons. Maybe it was the fact that other than being a top warrior as a personal goal of sorts - his own work ethic and need to ensure he made his mum proud driving him forward - he had no real dreams of promotions or high rank status. Maybe something else, but whatever the reason, the stocky enforcer never quite got used to being treated as an elite, and he was quick to wave his paw amicably as if to clear away the need to bow in greeting to him. Bows were best reserved for cats who deserved them. Like Hawkster and Dawnstar, mmmhmmm. A simple hey and shoulder bump was always good in his eyes for him, yep yep. Still, this did elevate Lynxie quite a bit in his eyes. He could tell why Dawnstar was willing to listen to her. Between having seen her helping out in the elders' den and now this, it was clear she worked hard for the clan!
"Hey hey! Good to see ya, good to see ya! Were you getting some rests? Oh no! So sorry for dist- inter- getting in the way of that! But! But! Important news. Important news! Mmmhmm. Just got back from patrolling with Hawkster, yeah? Spotted the lynxes. Two of 'em at least. Mum's got a kit with her, all sneaky sneaky. Deadly silent. Almost like a ghost, ya dig? Already reported to Dawnstar, 'course! But! But! Catch this, yeah? Dawnstar? Told me you had your ear up and alert. Had already caught wind of 'em lynxes, yeah? Said you had a plan to deal with 'em? And me? I'm good for the fighting bit. But these things? They big. Like real big, ya dig? And not too good at the thinky thinky parts. Well... I'm not. They probably are, what with not getting into trouble so far," Silverlark snorted, allowing a good natured chortle to escape him before continuing.
"But yous? You must be all genius like, yeah? For Dawnstar to have wanted ins on your plan, yeah? So. So! Let's hear it, yeah? See if we can give these big 'uns a good ol' one two and claim victory!" the tom finished, verdant eyes glinting expectantly as they settled on Lynxshade's own similarly colored hues.
Lynxshade raised her head and saw that Silverlark was dismissing her formal greeting with a paw, so she nodded in return and sat down as soon as she figured out it would be a somewhat long conversation. Two lynxes and a kit... mhh... it was one thing to drive away cats, another to deal with bigger, stronger cats like those one. But Lynxshade had heard Silverlark had killed a kit, and she figured that if the lynxes hadn't decided to leave after sensing the danger for their kits, then they wouldn't at all. "This... is going to be hard. And risky. A lot." She said, licking her chest hurriedly as to clear her head.
Genius? I highly doubt that Dawnstar sees me like that, but... Could they really do something like that? Going against Thunderclan, yes, it was still a matter of cats against cats... but this...
She took a deep breath. This problem had been circling in her mind since she'd heard of these lynxes' arrival, but she couldn't have imagined that Dawnstar herself would have asked of her for this very matter.
"Well... There are many problems ahead. First of all, the big lynxes are two. Attacking one means serious risk of death, if not certain. This means that we can't battle them directly." Which didn't make her plan any less risky, but still... it was something."Secondly, the kit. We could easily try and take it down, but what after that? If they didn't leave after the first one's death, they won't do it now. No, they could become enraged and look for vengeance, if they are not doing that already... But this doesn't mean we can't use it." She lowered her darkened gaze, for she never truly liked talking about killing with such lightheartedness. Not even about real enemies.
"I have two possible strategies. The first on is definitely a safer option, but there's also a high chance of failure for different reasons. It involves the use of deathberries, stuffed inside a very appealing piece of prey and left as a bait for the mothers. It must be the biggest prey we can gather, because otherwise only the kit will likely eat it."And die. Who knows how painful that is? "The scent of those berries... must be disguised. Rosemary would be a good fit, but who knows if the lynxes will scent the danger? It's not a plant you would normally find in a pine forest, so I would recommend going to Lostspark and getting an idea of a different plant that is scented enough and can be found in the area where the lynxes are living right now."
And now, the problems. "Now, you will understand why I previously said that this plan might have a high chance of failure... but it wouldn't involve a fight, and maybe even just one of the beasts would be taken down without any risk. It's definitely worth trying."
"If this doesn't work, the only chance we'll have to get rid of them..." she stared at Silverlark in the eyes with a steady gaze, more certain now that she knew her words had real value in Shadowclan. "...would be to drive them right into the ravine in Herondive Hollow."And that's where the kit would come into use. The worst possibility would be to lose it to the deathberries and still have the big ones alive.
She waited for the Enforcer's reaction before continuing.
Following Rosecloud, Midnightkit kept talking to their about the dream they had the night before. "And then there was this huge fox, but I wasn't afraid, I was very braved and attacked it to protect the clan!"
Rosecloud smiled at the kit who seemed a bit too excited over this dream. "Thats is great Midnightkit. Protect your clan, even at all cost is one of the Warrior Codes that you and I and the others must follow," Rosecloud mewed, sitting down in a sunny spot.
Midnight stood infront of her and had a huge grin. "I can't wait to be a warrior Rosecloud! Then when your old and can't fight, I can protect you!"
Pale green eyes peered from the apprentice's den, watching the clearing warily. Finally, she stepped out of the shadows of the den, and Chipmunkpaw had her sights on another apprentice. Eggpaw, right? Well she was about to find out. Scampering up to him, the small dark brown apprentice stopped and stared up at him, her eyes wide.
"Um..hi." Chipmunkpaw mewed, "Would you like to play? O-Or something?" She didn't know any battle moves, or any hunting techniques. She had yet to be out for her first training with her mentor, Nightwolf, but she wasn't going to pester him...yet. "I-I'm Chipmunkpaw...by the way..." She added after a moment, looking down as she scuffed her paws in the sand.
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