no good names come to mind

**Aolani** · #1 May 27th, 2024, 07:12 PM

YELLOWTWIST

Though Yellowtwist was a warrior, he felt like learning something. He shouldn't, he had learned enough, but on the other hand, Shadowclan was being really bland and he wanted to go do something. Besides patrols, those sucked. Except for solo patrols. Before it turned into a tangent, he would get up and do something.

Hey, what if he learned that thing called flaying? He vaguely remembered someone mentioning it, and he remembered he thought the idea was pretty cool. But who would know? Perhaps Hawkbite? Definitely Dawnstar, but uh no. Who else... Well, some enforcers, maybe, a fellow guard... God damn it, the best he could think of was Mousesomething, and he wasn't sure they knew. Wait, no, that wasn't there name, it was Silversomething. Well, as long as it was quick. Lucky for Yellowtwist, he was able to determine the possible flayer cat was in camp by twisting his head around.

He approached the large gray tom. "Do you know how to flay?" He asked with a lack of tone.
[ @Alchemist Kitsune ]

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #2 June 6th, 2024, 10:43 PM

| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive

Boredom. Pain. Feelings that Silverlark had never been known to feel or express had become synonymous with his way of living ever since the mink attack. He'd had his cobwebs changed a few times, but it seemed that without realizing, he kept moving his neck just too rough, was not careful enough with his injury, reopening it again and again. He could feel Mosster's frustration, and he felt bad for the medicine cat, he did... but damn it just sitting around doing nothing was so not cool, yo! He was an enforcer and a mentor. Wasn't he supposed to be doing more, even if he was tec... tac... tekelimally? Even if he was getting better! Didn't matter. Anything was better than just existing!

A frown of frustration marring his usual happy go lucky - if perhaps a little vacant - stare, the tom flopped inelegantly on the ground, verdant orbs half moons of malaise. Even as his mind worked overtime trying to come up with some way to either train his apprentice or go out on patrol without landing himself an extra moon of nest rest, his eye caught movement close by, coaxing him to lift his head with a beaming smile to whoever was approaching... until he saw his companion's face. Okay. Ew. Yellowbelly the traitor. Never mind. He took it back. Just existing was better than being in close proximity with him.

At the tom's words, Silverlark narrowed his eyes with open suspicion. Frankly, Yellowbelly's mere existence was suspicious enough, his cuddly nature with ThunderClanners and his complete disregard not just for the rules but for his own clanmates making him lower than dirt and less trustworthy in his eyes. Any petition would have no doubt be met with disdain... but this query... while there was a cannibal on the lose was... sketchy at best. Hadn't they been briefed about this in their last enforcers' meeting? Over how they were supposed to be looking for whatever traitorous scum was eating cats while residing within ShadowClan? Well... this enforcer didn't have much proof yet, but he was pretty sure this one had something to do with it already. Why else want to know how to skin your prey if not to make eating your former clanmates a quicker ende- ideav- thing?

Still, the gray tom was a good ShadowClanner. Unlike this one. He wouldn't deny responses without reason. And who knew... maybe this could provide a clue! If the half eaten cats were suddenly found flayed before they were eaten then he could bring that knowledge up to Hawkster. Then give Yellowbelly the ol' one two. Bet he would never see that coming, heh heh! See? Even he could use his thinking muscles sometimes, mmmhmm.

"Yeh," Silverlark grunted, openly glaring at the malicious guard. "What's it to yous?"

@Aolani [Yellowtwist]

**Aolani** · #3 June 18th, 2024, 06:03 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alchemist Kitsune

| Silverlark |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive

Boredom. Pain. Feelings that Silverlark had never been known to feel or express had become synonymous with his way of living ever since the mink attack. He'd had his cobwebs changed a few times, but it seemed that without realizing, he kept moving his neck just too rough, was not careful enough with his injury, reopening it again and again. He could feel Mosster's frustration, and he felt bad for the medicine cat, he did... but damn it just sitting around doing nothing was so not cool, yo! He was an enforcer and a mentor. Wasn't he supposed to be doing more, even if he was tec... tac... tekelimally? Even if he was getting better! Didn't matter. Anything was better than just existing!

A frown of frustration marring his usual happy go lucky - if perhaps a little vacant - stare, the tom flopped inelegantly on the ground, verdant orbs half moons of malaise. Even as his mind worked overtime trying to come up with some way to either train his apprentice or go out on patrol without landing himself an extra moon of nest rest, his eye caught movement close by, coaxing him to lift his head with a beaming smile to whoever was approaching... until he saw his companion's face. Okay. Ew. Yellowbelly the traitor. Never mind. He took it back. Just existing was better than being in close proximity with him.

At the tom's words, Silverlark narrowed his eyes with open suspicion. Frankly, Yellowbelly's mere existence was suspicious enough, his cuddly nature with ThunderClanners and his complete disregard not just for the rules but for his own clanmates making him lower than dirt and less trustworthy in his eyes. Any petition would have no doubt be met with disdain... but this query... while there was a cannibal on the lose was... sketchy at best. Hadn't they been briefed about this in their last enforcers' meeting? Over how they were supposed to be looking for whatever traitorous scum was eating cats while residing within ShadowClan? Well... this enforcer didn't have much proof yet, but he was pretty sure this one had something to do with it already. Why else want to know how to skin your prey if not to make eating your former clanmates a quicker ende- ideav- thing?

Still, the gray tom was a good ShadowClanner. Unlike this one. He wouldn't deny responses without reason. And who knew... maybe this could provide a clue! If the half eaten cats were suddenly found flayed before they were eaten then he could bring that knowledge up to Hawkster. Then give Yellowbelly the ol' one two. Bet he would never see that coming, heh heh! See? Even he could use his thinking muscles sometimes, mmmhmm.

"Yeh," Silverlark grunted, openly glaring at the malicious guard. "What's it to yous?"

@Aolani [Yellowtwist]

Yellowtwist didn't expect the grumpy response at all, having met Silverlark (once). Perhaps they just still hated him for getting in the proximity of a thunderclanner without being aggressive. Reasonable! But now he was smart and Fallingpaw (if they were still an apprentice) could die in the pits of hell. Surely Silverlark would assume he had improved, why wouldn't he?

He had no idea why he had even said hi the fallingpaw. The nerd was almost certainly trying to get Shadowclan secrets. At least he didn't get in too much trouble in camp, just cleaning the elders den. Anyway, back on topic. "Amazing grammar. Anyway, teach me."

***Alchemist Kitsune*** · #4 July 1st, 2024, 09:45 PM

Any level of extremely reluctant goodwill Silverlark might have had for the tom vanished the moment he spoke. Sharp claw tips unsheathed momentarily as the warrior's lip curled upwards in disgust. He assumed this was Yellowbelly's attempt at playing nice or something, considering the rat had at least tried to give him a compliment. Or... he thought it was a compliment. Because really... the hell was a gramor? Must be a fancy word for something or other that he didn't know... but he didn't care. Compliments or not the tom had not learned a damned thing during his apprenticeship, it seemed, the same arrogance lacing his every word. If he didn't know any better, he would assume he was talking to Shadefrost. Made sense, considering how worthless and traitorous both felines were.

The enforcer could feel his blood boiling, the hatred he felt for this one making his neck injury throb unpleasantly beneath the cobwebs. Great... he would have to go to the medicine cat now just to make sure he was alright too. Just great. Because boredom wasn't bad enough. Straining, the gray feline stood, his eyes never leaving the enemy. He might be weakened, but he wouldn't go down without a fight if the traitor decided to suddenly attack him because he hadn't followed through with his command. He wasn't eaten by the many minks who piled atop him, and he certainly would not be feasted on by some cat.

"Now why would I gos do that? Yous can't even go and says stuff without ordering others. I don't care how goods you think my gramors are, ya dig? If yous going to go asking for favors, yous gots to get yourself some manners, mmmhmmm. I've gots to goes anyways. Mosster's gotta check up on them bites."

Rounded ears flattened upon his skull, Silverlark narrowed his eyes at the tom one last time before he finally turned his back on him, refusing to acknowledge his existence any further today. He would have to keep in mind that the traitor was trying to learn how to skin things now. Make sure he kept up with those news. Maybe he shouldn't have left his anger get the better of him, but the mere thought of teaching such a hateful, dangerous cat was enough to make him sick to his stomach. Because there was no way he had good intentions for what he wanted to learn. After all, everyone knew cats like that never changed. Once a traitor, always a traitor. Yep.

@Aolani [Yellowtwist]
| Sooo... this took me forever to respond to because if I am honest, I sort of wanted to tweak the response to force the Silverlark and Yellowtwist bonding time. Unfortunately, everything I came up with was so horrendously out of character I finally gave up here. Not on the potential for these two to become friends at some point - because I kinda want that, not going to lie - but it's definitely not starting here, sorry.

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