ShadowClan Clearing

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws T2

The Commander watched as Mistlewhisker got to work then blinked gratefully towards the deputy. Dawnstar's orders would be seen through like this. However, he would defy the latest order she'd given, flicking his tail in the process. Mossfreckle had already dismissed him and Hawkbite didn't feel like wasting herbs on himself. No emotion rang through his tone as he slowly disassociated from the situation. Even the light from the fight was dying in his eyes as they seemed to shift in front of the deputy.

"Thank you, but I'm fine. If any of this is my blood, it's very little of it. That fox bled out on me. Mossfreckle has two half-dead cats to worry about, little scraps aren't worth the time."

Then, he'd excuse himself, heading towards the camp entrance to seek a puddle, if not to seek the stream or marshes to rinse the blood off himself. However, the Commander didn't walk with the same prideful stride he typically did. It was dragged; his tail was low, his paws dragged on the ground a little, and his ears were flat. Whether this was out of annoyance for his daughter or because he was tired was hard to say.

@Mica - Mistlewhisker

[Ome]

Midnightkit ★ Non-Binary - They/Them (Afab) ★ Shadowclan Kit ★ 10 Moons ★ Straight [Activity Post]
Midnightkit squeezed themselves out of the nursery and stepped into the clearing. They went to a silent and empty spot near-ish the entrance before laying down to take a nap.

[!0P055UM!]

Ashsplash existed. (Activity postt)

[Minku]

Violetsnap lurks somewhere

(closed, activity post)

[Starphobia]

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Icekit
White she-kit with very pale, barely visible bengal spots and mint eyes.
She/Her | 4 Moons | ShadowClan Kit | Selectively Mute

Purrks:
Well Insulated
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Icekit wandered out of the Nursery, not going too far and lingering near the comfort of the den. She wasn't sure if she could even call it a comfortable place. It was... Very rowdy and full of obnoxious kits. She didn't like it. Especially the creepy black-furred kit who was always sitting in the corner.

Her eyes widened slightly as a flying thing with pretty wings fluttered by. She remembered her time with Palepaw. It was... A butterfly? A butterfly, yes! She padded towards the flying butterfly, attempting to follow it with her gaze.

{Open activity post}
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[anika]

Pondpaw - ShadowClan Apprentice
Silver Tongue Tier 2
Kitty Softpaws Tier 2
Mind Reader
70 / 100
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Frosty blue hues flicked up to the green ones of ShadowClan´s Enforcer Commander, Hawkbite. ´´I believe that Tuftedtusk is out hunting,´´ Pondpaw replied, dipping her head respectfully to her Clanmate. ´´However, I do not know for sure.´´

Ever since Tuftedtusk had gotten with Owlthroat, the Enforcer had been lacking on taking the former RiverClanner out for training.

[ @SuspiciousMindz ]

[Shanmo11]

Soulfur
(Black and white tom, blue eyes)
16 moons, ShadowClan Warrior, He/him

Soulfur looked around the clearing and placed the robin he had caught in the prey pile and went to sit by the warrior's den. He didn't go in in case he bothered any of the warriors that were in there. Soulfur sat down a few fox-lengths away from the warrior's den and started to clean himself.

(Open)

[nyme]

I WILL BE MARRIED TO SILENCE

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SWANTOOTH . 15 MOONS . SHE/HER . SHADOWCLAN
AGATHA KITTY + MIND READER

"No." Her expression darkens into something a little more grim than the flat, neutral stare she'd been holding onto prior. Swantooth does not like where this conversation has headed because she does not like discussing herself. So, in light retribution, where Swantooth has decided that Tigerleaf has gone low (egad, how dare she ask a very normal question that appropriately fits the topic of conversation!) she will go lower.

"Why, are you interested? Tigerleaf...I had no idea." Now they can both be uncomfortable.

@Splitmoon ; TIGERLEAF

[Omari]

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Midnightpath
Shadowclan
She/her
Purrks: Silver Tongue(active) & Hulk Smash(inactive)

With her orders being given, Midnightpath was quick to tend to her duties. Despite the worry that gnawed away at her gut, she pressed on. With a simple, respectful nod of her head, she was on her way to the entrance of camp. Despite the fact that she hated getting her paws–or any part of her, really–dirty, she gathered up clumps of mud, sticks, and rocks to reinforce the entrance to camp. With narrowed eyes and a set frown, she nosed at the wall, slowly making her way from the entrance, all the way around the clearing and back to the entrance again. Nosing and sniffing as she went, using her paws to find smaller holes and weak spots that could be missed by the naked eye alone.

With herself and Darkice going about to reinforce the wall, surely they’d both be able to get all of the weak points that could have been forgotten or lost entirely if there were only one warrior tending to the task. Eventually, once the little buzz of perfectionism had faded away to leave a sense of satisfaction, Midnightpath hummed softly and nodded. All’s good here.

[ closed, mid is just patching up the walls and making sure all is well. ]
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[Fits]

Foxkit
| he/him | ShadowClan | Kit |

It didn't take long until the space inside mother's den became dreadfully uninteresting. Perhaps that sounds a bit paradoxical; after all, he was surrounded on all sides by his seemingly endless supply of siblings. Surely there was a boundless supply of excitement to be derived from that. Except that there wasn't. They acted very impulsively, purely on instinct. Hungry? Shove through one's siblings for some milk. Upset? Smack one's sibling around a bit. Bored? Well, smacking one's sibling around also tended to be a fairly effective remedy for that. To be fair, Foxkit existed in much the same way, but that only added to the boring-ness of it all. Where was the suspense? The intrigue? No such things existed within Mother's little dungeon.

So he stepped out of it for the first time. If one couldn't find something of interest, one would simply have to make it. But, well, how would one go about doing such a thing? Perhaps... by causing pain? Cats reacted fairly interestingly when in pain, so it actually seemed the obvious choice. The main problem with that plan would normally be that Mother likely wouldn't find it quite so clever, but she wasn't there now, was she? Foxkit would just have to hope that his victim wouldn't be quite as loud as Houndkit.

Foxkit turned his head, scanning the clearing. It was quite... strange, suddenly finding himself free in such a large space. But he would have to stay focused on his mission. He would spot a nearby cat, be them young or old, and approach them. He wobbled as any kit his age would, but he would not let something so trivial deter him! Not once did he allow it to divert his path (too much)!

Upon finally arriving at his destination, Foxkit summoned every fiber of strength within him before tensing up, landing squarely on the tail of this other cat. He'd then extend his tiny claws, allowing the little needles to dig inside like hungry ticks.

(open!)