"Oh hello." She said looking at the other warrior. " I'm sorry if I offended you and any others. I'll try to be better." She was disappointed that she did it again.
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Springburst. Her first apprentice, a former RiverClanner at that. Time had passed, Sleepysunrise knew she ought to be able to leave camp soon now and - granted she hadn't left - that meant it was high time to shake of the first-mentor jitters and get acquaintanced with the stranger. The stranger whom she knew needed to be taught in the ways of ShadowClan. But what did Springburst truly need to covered, other than stealth and night hunting? RiverClan was, by many means, a clan. And yet she couldn't trust it to adequately train their apprentices to ShadowClan standards... If it were up to her, she would assess the newly joined RiverClanner's battle skills too, though she was interested in hearing what Springburst herself had to say.
Frankly, Sleepysunrise had little idea whom Springburst exactly was; hence, she sought out the most non-ShadowClan scenting foreigner that seemed vaguely familiar from the meeting, approaching them with a greeted flick of her ear and a dull, piercing gaze. "What do you know?"
The silence that surrounded her often threaded a thin line between peaceful and deafening. What was a calm day spent guarding camp one moment could turn into a hell ablaze under her paws and within her mind the next, a switch happening within a matter of seconds, leaving – always – perplexed and confused, uncomfortable by the thoughts that would then run rampant through her normally controlled mind.
It was her secret. She couldn’t share these. She had, once. When mama gave the ultimatum and she could no longer bear the pressure of the den or the situation, and she left, running, hiding in Miss Grandmama’s den hoping her grandmother would not find her in such a panicked and dishevelled state. In such a moment of weakness. Sleepysunrise had a long learned that she had a reputation to uphold – not just her own; the select few who cared to look her way would surely only know her for her family, or see her a strange ghost walking the edges of camp.
It always had been as such. Sleepysunrise knew she was not liked as much as some, she knew she was not held in high regard as much as others; but it did not matter. As long as she had her family, as long as she had their care, she was happy. All she had to do was keep working for it, and not dare fall behind. And yet, it is so silly, how a single word can put that entire thought in jeopardy; she was fine, but was that truly so?
For the first time in two moons Grousepaw addressed her himself – not with a ball of mud to her face, a cold stare sent her way. But with a casual greeting reflecting much of how it once was; he penetrated the bubble she created around herself, and she tried however much she could not be bothered by his presence, to ignore him, even. Funny how she almost missed that when he turned her the cold shoulder, a realisation she couldn’t quite process, even when he addressed her now and she could only stare back in mild confusion.
But he spoke so casually now. A sense of cold ran through her body, chilling her to the bone when that distant mask found its way back upon her face, barely a minute movement acknowledging his presence or the ever so familiar nickname he was so insistent on using. She knew he stood quite a head taller at least, but truly! Even so, as much as her mind and better senses screamed at her to ignore his taunts and turn away from his as she always had, turn away from him as he had from her these past two moons, the fool inside of her was tempted. The fool inside of her justified that he required an escort out of camp to gather honey for the clan, the fool inside of her justified that it was her duty to join him now or remain sitting in shame. And it was that very fool whom finally, after a lengthy silence, looked him in the eye and gave an ever so subtle nod, standing on her paws, ready to follow his lead for this impromptu patrol.
Tigerpw looked up at the sky. "The sky is clear today so I don't think it's going to rain but if it does I'm gonna be so mad. Tomorrow I have training and if I get stuck in the mud again I'm going to be so mad." she mewed remembering the time she got stuck in mud after it rained. @Toya Todoroki
Elderberry sat back and lifted his front paws to his chest as he sat in a ferreting position to look at the sky. he sniffed the air with curiosity "at least it doesn't smell like rain yet. but the mud i suppose is the worst part of rain ain't so? i understand your frustration" he said with a soft chuckle "i too used to get stuck a lot in the mud... so much so my mentor started calling me Mudcat"
Tigerpaw smiled. "I remember when i was younger my mama always told me that when it rains and I see a bright yellow flower to make a wish. Me and her used to go searching for them all the time." Tigerpaw looked at the ground trying to hold back her tears. @Toya Todoroki
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Why do i care so much about people who don't care about me?
Embercloud laid down near the nursery in case a kit or queen needed something. She craned her neck back to groom herself, paying special attention to that hard-to-reach-spot at the base of her tail.
[OPEN]
Hemlockleaf l ShadowClan Warrior l he/him
Hemlockleaf sat near the edge of the camp, watching the goings-on of his clanmates peacefully, enjoying the lull of the day. His eyes were only softly focused, the tom felt a touch of laziness though he tried to keep his gaze from completely glazing over.
Every day he's stuck in camp is another day he wishes he was a warrior already. Not being able to leave without an escort was... Annoying. He understood why the rule was in place. The clan's safety was of utmost importance. But if he were a warrior then badgering another warrior to go out on a patrol with him wouldn't feel like a kit begging their mother to leave the nursery.
Which is what he assumes he's stumbled upon. The smaller tom had to be a kit considering the fact that he had never seen him in the apprentice's den before. A little older, though, so maybe that would change soon. Approaching the light-furred kit, he tilts his head at him, watching whatever he was watching... Which were ants? Huh. Life must be even more boring for a kit. Maybe he should be a bit more thankful he was no longer bound to the nursery.
"What are you doing?"
Palekit ◆ he/him | 5 moons
A voice sounded behind him, and Palekit was more than surprised to see an apprentice in camp right now. It seemed everyone was out and about. Turning away from the ant hill, Palekit faces Bitternpaw with a small smile, "Hiya! Watching these ants! I wonder how deep their nest goes. Have you ever wondered if they'll know what's outside of camp?"
The little ants don't look like they could travel very far, not that they would want to. They seemed content with their home and staying in the area, but Palekit wanted out. He wanted to explore. To do something other than stay at home. Palekit wasn't old enough to leave the camp, but Bitternpaw was. Curious, he turned to him and asked with his head tilted to one side, "How about you? Not going out today?"
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Not much was going on in the Shadowclan camp (probably because every cat was scared stiff of Dawnstar), but Shrewstep had done enough of nothing. Guarding camp was fine, making sure no cannibalism occurred and whatnot, but he was getting antsy. Unprofessionally so, and the sooner he got out to do something, the better. And, of course, Dawnstsr had requested that the Enforcers take a bigger paw in apprentice training. So, spotting a few younger cats about, he called “Anyone want to go and practice some hunting?” to the clan at large. But not that loud because he was kind of too small to project that loudly. (OPEN!!!)
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Shrewstep has Silver Tongue and Mind Reader purrks
Pit has Just a Scratch and Beefed Up Tier 2
"Tomatoes are in the same family as some of the world's deadliest poisons. That just goes to show how rebellious tomatoes are." "What about how the apple can fall far from the tree?" "No, sometimes the tomato falls from the plant."
Re: ShadowClan Clearing
