Sootspirit nodded as Flashpaw recallled the events of the patrol and she turned to face Dawnstar. "Flashpaw found the body and it was her news tor report. I came in case Flashpaw couldn't get the words out." She said defiantly. The leader made her somewhat uncomfortable to be around and she could feel the leaders annoyance towards her and the black cats fur almost started to prickle and it took some effort to make sure it remained flat and calm against her back. "It was hard to smell who caused it, with the body being out there for too long." She added with narrowed eyes.
->> minkpaw <<-
[ she/they | outsider? | 13moons ]
a dark blueish grey and white she cat with silver eyes
the way to shadowclan camp felt horribly long, too long to realistically be the fastest route but she had been ordered to close her eyes so it wasnt a far reach to assume lostspark wouldnt lead her directly to camp without ensuring she couldnt find her way back. their trek had been silent, not necessarily uncomfortably so, not in minkpaws opinion anyway, and she had mostly zoned out for a majority of the time. she thought about the moon she would have to spend in camp and how badly she already wanted to pledge her allegiance to shadowclan just to be able to do more than mere chores. but that was still in the future and dawnstar could still reject her. after a long time of just focussing on smells and sounds she squinted against the fading light, lostsparks tail had unwrapped from her shoulders but she stuck close. however stupid it was, she felt safer with lostspark next to her, despite the fact that she had been threatened with death the lithe grey she cat was more familiar than the other cats she could smell and hear.
with the prospect of meeting dawnstar in a matter of moments and the goal to leave a good impression, or..just not completely mess up, she straightened up briefly regretting that she hadnt spent more time grooming bi coloured fur to perfection before approaching the border.
Dawnstar's ears twitched with displeasure while listening to the paws walking to and fro outside her den. The leader's been in a nonstop bad mood for over a moon now. Bitter and snappier than normal, but could you blame her? ShadowClan used to have an unshakable and unrefutable hold as the fierce of the clans. However, as of late, they might as well have been kittypets stuck outside for the first time in their lives.
ShadowClan's been nothing but a disappointment as of late. None of the warriors within her clan were worth even being named deputy, and sadly she was mostly going to have to pick the most obvious choice, which also fueled her irritation. Dawnstar grumbled softly while staring at the opening of her den when her daughter's voice reached her ears.
Her annoyance with life dimmed just a tad at the sound of Lostspark's call. Curiosity overtook her emotions as soon as she noticed that Lostspark wasn't entering without permission. That's right, she had said something about a newcomer.
"Enter." Dawnstar snapped as she got up from her nest. She dragged her rough tongue down the pink scars along her shoulder and chest and waited for her order to be heeded.
Having been given the go-ahead from Dawnstar, Lostspark wasted no time stepping into her mother's den. The familiar darkness washed over her, her attention instantly zeroing in on the scarred tabby. Waiting until after Minkpaw had entered behind her, Lostspark introduced the apprentice. "Found her sitting at the border, wanted to join ShadowClan. She gave me information on RiverClan, already has most of her training, and knows her herbs too. Names' Minkpaw."
Minkpaw probably didn't need to be told who the cat in front of her was. If she didn't know how to use common sense and figure it out, then apparently Lostspark's judgemental skills were lacking. Speaking of, Lostspark still had a couple of herb names and uses to weasel out of the apprentice before she disappeared or left or whatever if it happened. Inclining her head, the scarred feline sat down to continue. "Birdsnow is no longer RiverClan's leader - fell ill and had to step down. They have someone named Fadingsun now, and a cat named Mistyshard as their Medicine Cat to take over the position Marigoldleap temporarily was filling."
She debated adding that Minkpaw had been doing all the Medicine Cat work in RiverClan, but figured that in the end... it didn't matter whatsoever. Lostspark had banned Minkpaw from her den, she didn't want anyone meddling with her herbs, RiverClan spy or not. She had learned her lesson with the Smokekit incident. "Apparently Birdsnow just didn't bother have RiverClan show up to the Gathering after ThunderClan raided them."
Tail tip flicking idly, Lostspark turned her face slightly in Minkpaw's direction. "I've taken Minkpaw on as my warrior apprentice so I can keep a closer eye on her and her activities." The herbalist blinked as something occurred to her. "Perhaps I should keep an eye on her dreams as well." This, a mutter more to herself as she made a mental note to visit Minkpaw's dreamscape from time to time. Lostspark knew only of herself being able to invade dreams, but if she could do it, who was to say others could not?
"I've confined her to camp for a moon, you can extend or lessen this time if you wish - she is a sitting duck here - but either way, I've made it clear she's not allowed to leave under risk of punishment unless you or I give her permission."
->> minkpaw <<-
[ she/they | shadowclan | 15moons ]
a dark blueish grey and white she cat with silver eyes
minkpaw stepped into dawnstars den, falling slightly behind lostspark instead of following shoulder to shoulder, and had to blink a couple of times until her eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the den. dawnstar was hard to miss, even while the light difference robbed minkpaw of seeing any details and dawnstars dark brown pelt seemed to blend into the background, it was clear that this feline could snap her in half without issues and minkpaw subconciously straightened a bit more.
when lostspark introduced her she just nodded, there was no need for her to speak unless asked and minkpaw didnt want to imagine angering dawnstar either.
now that she was more or less face to face with shadowclans leader, not just watching for the stones while the leaders spoke, she couldnt help but glance at the large scar around her neck, the ones crossing over the bridge of her nose and wonder. her own semi healed wounds, soon to be scars, were thinner and more regular in a way, crossing her eye and shoulders in a way that made it more than easy for bystanders to assume how she had earned them. dawnstars were more of a mystery to her, mostly battle scars not unlike the ones she had seen on countless other cats but especially the ones crossing in the middle of her face were unusual. or at least minkpaw hadnt met anyone with similar scarring. young and stupid, she couldnt imagine how many battles the older she cat had fought, couldnt imagine what being a leader for longer than minkpaw had been alive would be like, couldnt grasp the concept of a leader remaining in their position for such a long time. concentrate. it snapped in her mind, far less echo-y and sounding more enraged than usual, she had probably only looked for a second, but the reminder of her mothers teachings came quick and harsh. minkpaw averted her gaze to a more appropiate place and continued to nod in support of lostsparks retelling from time to time.
the comment about her dreams made it hard to control her expression, almost letting a bit of the suprise and fear crashing down around her slip, but she had lied through her teeth enough times to recover quickly and more or less unnoticable. she couldnt talk to mossfreckle, she had to catch them alone some time, let him know at least. stars it must look like she was just expecting him to understand her reasoning on his own. minkpaw considered letting marigoldkit know as quickly as possible but she couldnt imagine any situation where she would tell the kit something that would get her in trouble if the meeting alone wasnt enough for lostspark to get mad. and.. that was it. she didnt have more cats she planned, or ever had seen regularly. she hadnt spoken to nathaniel and blazingstar for a long time and didnt expect any cats like willowwisp to reach out again, though she would very much like to see the latter one again. after most of the innitial shock had settled she began to wonder about a third cat inviting themselves into a dream without the other participants knowing, how it was possible to settle deep in someone elses mind while staying hidden, undetected even by the owner of the very land their paws were resting on.
The Commander padded towards the Leaders' Den. "Dawnstar," Hawkbite called from outside the den before pressing through the entrance. At least a little warning before surprising her with just entering. "I've new updates on Woollyfeather and some other Enforcer names to offer," Hawkbite got straight to it, sitting down in his normal spot near the entrance. His tail wrapped around his paws neatly as he gave her a chance to prep.
It'd been a couple moons since the last update about his dear friend, Woolly. Dawnstar had seemed interested in getting the warrior back and they'd finally got a chance at that. "Woollyfeather showed up in a dream of mine recently. I think it was StarClan guided," he paused, thinking on that for a moment. It was an odd idea to him. "Anyway, we chatted about a plan that could get her out. The humans have clear entrances to their house that they'll leave slightly open. Woolly can't push it open herself, but with a couple stronger warriors, I'm sure we could get her out," Hawkbite spoke. There was an eager fire in his eyes to get her back. He missed the she-cat more than he wanted to admit.
"The weather is warming up again so we could go on a warmer day and retrieve her. That would be the best time to try," Hawkbite finished. He was eager to hear her thoughts on this. Perhaps moreso than the opinions on the names he'd offer her next.
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Dawnstar - @Undertaker ] [Honeylemon/oak - @FruitBatz ] [Darkfall - @Dark ]
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Mistlewhisker had lead the possible new ShadowClan member back to camp, offering to introduce her to Dawnstar as Darkfall split away to attend to other duties. The enforcer motioned for Honeylemon--such an odd name, Mistlewhisker was sure she would have to change it--to remain at the den entrance while she informed Dawnstar of their presence. The enforcer had learned since her last visit that Dawnstar did not mind her enforcers coming in unannounced, with the obvious implication that the privilege wouldn't be abused. She wasn't big on the idea yet, but she'd been learning to push past her comfort zone recently.
"Dawnstar," Mistlewhisker greeted as she poked her head into the den, green eye blinking to adjust to the dim lighting. "Darkfall and I were at the outskirts border and were approached by a loner looking to join the clan. After questioning her, we decided she could be useful." The enforcer gestured for Honeylemon to come in. "Honeylemon, this is Dawnstar. ShadowClan's leader." Her tone indicated that there would be no tolerance of disrespect here.
[This is following Honeylemon's joining posted here]
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
· · ────────────── · ·
[Dawnstar - @Undertaker ] [Honeylemon/oak - @FruitBatz ] [Darkfall - @Dark ]
· · ────────────── · ·
Mistlewhisker had lead the possible new ShadowClan member back to camp, offering to introduce her to Dawnstar as Darkfall split away to attend to other duties. The enforcer motioned for Honeylemon--such an odd name, Mistlewhisker was sure she would have to change it--to remain at the den entrance while she informed Dawnstar of their presence. The enforcer had learned since her last visit that Dawnstar did not mind her enforcers coming in unannounced, with the obvious implication that the privilege wouldn't be abused. She wasn't big on the idea yet, but she'd been learning to push past her comfort zone recently.
"Dawnstar," Mistlewhisker greeted as she poked her head into the den, green eye blinking to adjust to the dim lighting. "Darkfall and I were at the outskirts border and were approached by a loner looking to join the clan. After questioning her, we decided she could be useful." The enforcer gestured for Honeylemon to come in. "Honeylemon, this is Dawnstar. ShadowClan's leader." Her tone indicated that there would be no tolerance of disrespect here.
[This is following Honeylemon's joining posted here]
Honeylemon
Medium height fluffy tri-colored she-cat
Honey by rust`rock
As Honey followed the molly into the camp and to the leader's den, it made her well... a bit nervous. The camp looked gloomy and dead, not to mention the mud and such but she didn't mind any of that. Honey could hardly contain her happiness as Mistlewhisker walked inside the den while she waited outside, her cerulean eyes glanced into the darkness of this 'Dawnstar's' den.
The sight of the pelt pile was certainly something... but she soon snapped out of her little trance as the enforcer motioned her inside. Honey quietly cleared her throat as she entered slowly, "Hello, Ms. Dawnstar, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Her tone was as cheerful as ever while she smiled, looking up at Mistlewhisker for assurance, basically to make sure she didn't screw anything up.... maybe it was too forward? Too cheerful perhaps?
Lynxshade walked up to the leader's den with a rhythmic, confident stride but stopped right at the entrance, as she knew very well what Dawnstar thought of her den's privacy.
"Dawnstar. I've brought to you a young outsider who wishes to join us. He demonstrated he can hunt, and I figured he would become a good fighter as well. Seems to be the age of an apprentice." She called her with a serious tone, glancing at the stranger tom for a moment before settling down to wait patiently.
Lynxshade walked up to the leader's den with a rhythmic, confident stride but stopped right at the entrance, as she knew very well what Dawnstar thought of her den's privacy.
"Dawnstar. I've brought to you a young outsider who wishes to join us. He demonstrated he can hunt, and I figured he would become a good fighter as well. Seems to be the age of an apprentice." She called her with a serious tone, glancing at the stranger tom for a moment before settling down to wait patiently.
Soup stood beside Lynxshade with a happy expression. "If I still need to do something, just tell me and I'll gladly do it!" He meowed in a tone that showed he was determined.
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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat apprentice
❦ Freckled oriental shaped slunk on still quivering white tipped paws from his nest in the belly of the medicine cats den and out of its mouth, starry mind was reeling with what he had seen… what he had felt… what he now knew… it wasn’t real and he knew that, deep down he knew that the dream had been just that - a dream - but the warning that had been written starkly in blood within the confides of his mind blurred uneasily behind the herbalist mossy hues… the image was painted vividly on his mind and he knew it would not leave until he shared his concerns. Diligent, petite paws had made their way to Dawnstar’s den on instinct, the path through the clearing had not even registered as a lone lanky form moved underneath a pinking sky as the stars winked out and the sun began to rose over the idillic newleaf day… well, it would have been idillic if he had not just witnessed the world fall apart before him… “Dawnstar, I need to speak with you,” the apprentice called form the entrance of her stone hewn and pelt filled den, the usual unease he had felt had faded a few moons back, “I had a dream and I think it is something you need to know about, I believe it to be a warning,” his calm dememour conveyed none of the tempestuous thoughts that wisped in the confines of his starry mind but the urgency of his words still hung thick and heavy in the space that laid between the leader and her medic.
The sunshine-orange tabby dipped her head at the leader's words. She had to focus, to
properly collect herself before speaking to a leader. It was simply the proper thing to do.
Thoughts of the partially rotted corpse clouded her better judgement. The first thing she
wanted to inform the leader of was not to be mad at Sootspirit, she herself had wanted to
speak. "I-I t-told Sootsp-spirit I w-wanted t-to t-te-tell you wha-what h-happened."
She informed quietly, but made sure to meet Dawnstar's fierce amber gaze as steadily as
she could manage. "M-me, M-Moonme-meadow, S-Sootsp-spirit, a-and Peb-ebbleshell
went o-on patr-patrol i-in Ic-cy H-he-heartlands. S-so-something sm-smelled, so w-we went
t-to investig-gate. I-I f-found a b-body. A Sh-Shadowclan bo-body. I-it was a-a-almost r-rotted,
M-ma'am. Th-the throat w-was torn out a-and a-an entire ch-chunk o-of the should-der was
g-gone. M-ma'am." She spoke pretty quickly, uncertainly. She forced her paws to stop
trembling. The image in her mind would haunt her forever. "H-his n-na-name w-was F-For-
Forest-st-strike." The flirty, bothersome warrior. Her eyes closed for a moment and she let
the shudder wrack her body for a minute. She opened her eyes again. "M-Moonme-meadow
i-is bring-bringing the b-body to th-the outs-side of c-camp. W-with Pebbleshell. B-because o-of
th-the smell." Her explanation caused her voice to dip low for a moment, but she brought it
up quickly. As hard as she tried, nothing could force the haunted look from her eyes.
Sootspirit nodded as Flashpaw recallled the events of the patrol and she turned to face Dawnstar. "Flashpaw found the body and it was her news tor report. I came in case Flashpaw couldn't get the words out." She said defiantly. The leader made her somewhat uncomfortable to be around and she could feel the leaders annoyance towards her and the black cats fur almost started to prickle and it took some effort to make sure it remained flat and calm against her back. "It was hard to smell who caused it, with the body being out there for too long." She added with narrowed eyes.
As the pair finally got to the root of the problem, Dawnstar's lips curled in a snarl. She never enjoyed news that involved dead clanmates, but at least she knew where Foreststrike had gotten to.
"Inform Moonmeadow and Pebbleshell to bury the remains, no point in bringing them here. If you're dead certain that you caught no signs of predators in the area, then I have a problem I need to remove immediately." She hissed ominously. "If that is all, you may go."
Having been given the go-ahead from Dawnstar, Lostspark wasted no time stepping into her mother's den. The familiar darkness washed over her, her attention instantly zeroing in on the scarred tabby. Waiting until after Minkpaw had entered behind her, Lostspark introduced the apprentice. "Found her sitting at the border, wanted to join ShadowClan. She gave me information on RiverClan, already has most of her training, and knows her herbs too. Names' Minkpaw."
Minkpaw probably didn't need to be told who the cat in front of her was. If she didn't know how to use common sense and figure it out, then apparently Lostspark's judgemental skills were lacking. Speaking of, Lostspark still had a couple of herb names and uses to weasel out of the apprentice before she disappeared or left or whatever if it happened. Inclining her head, the scarred feline sat down to continue. "Birdsnow is no longer RiverClan's leader - fell ill and had to step down. They have someone named Fadingsun now, and a cat named Mistyshard as their Medicine Cat to take over the position Marigoldleap temporarily was filling."
She debated adding that Minkpaw had been doing all the Medicine Cat work in RiverClan, but figured that in the end... it didn't matter whatsoever. Lostspark had banned Minkpaw from her den, she didn't want anyone meddling with her herbs, RiverClan spy or not. She had learned her lesson with the Smokekit incident. "Apparently Birdsnow just didn't bother have RiverClan show up to the Gathering after ThunderClan raided them."
Tail tip flicking idly, Lostspark turned her face slightly in Minkpaw's direction. "I've taken Minkpaw on as my warrior apprentice so I can keep a closer eye on her and her activities." The herbalist blinked as something occurred to her. "Perhaps I should keep an eye on her dreams as well." This, a mutter more to herself as she made a mental note to visit Minkpaw's dreamscape from time to time. Lostspark knew only of herself being able to invade dreams, but if she could do it, who was to say others could not?
"I've confined her to camp for a moon, you can extend or lessen this time if you wish - she is a sitting duck here - but either way, I've made it clear she's not allowed to leave under risk of punishment unless you or I give her permission."
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Originally Posted by alec
->> minkpaw <<-
[ she/they | shadowclan | 15moons ]
a dark blueish grey and white she cat with silver eyes
minkpaw stepped into dawnstars den, falling slightly behind lostspark instead of following shoulder to shoulder, and had to blink a couple of times until her eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the den. dawnstar was hard to miss, even while the light difference robbed minkpaw of seeing any details and dawnstars dark brown pelt seemed to blend into the background, it was clear that this feline could snap her in half without issues and minkpaw subconciously straightened a bit more.
when lostspark introduced her she just nodded, there was no need for her to speak unless asked and minkpaw didnt want to imagine angering dawnstar either.
now that she was more or less face to face with shadowclans leader, not just watching for the stones while the leaders spoke, she couldnt help but glance at the large scar around her neck, the ones crossing over the bridge of her nose and wonder. her own semi healed wounds, soon to be scars, were thinner and more regular in a way, crossing her eye and shoulders in a way that made it more than easy for bystanders to assume how she had earned them. dawnstars were more of a mystery to her, mostly battle scars not unlike the ones she had seen on countless other cats but especially the ones crossing in the middle of her face were unusual. or at least minkpaw hadnt met anyone with similar scarring. young and stupid, she couldnt imagine how many battles the older she cat had fought, couldnt imagine what being a leader for longer than minkpaw had been alive would be like, couldnt grasp the concept of a leader remaining in their position for such a long time. concentrate. it snapped in her mind, far less echo-y and sounding more enraged than usual, she had probably only looked for a second, but the reminder of her mothers teachings came quick and harsh. minkpaw averted her gaze to a more appropiate place and continued to nod in support of lostsparks retelling from time to time.
the comment about her dreams made it hard to control her expression, almost letting a bit of the suprise and fear crashing down around her slip, but she had lied through her teeth enough times to recover quickly and more or less unnoticable. she couldnt talk to mossfreckle, she had to catch them alone some time, let him know at least. stars it must look like she was just expecting him to understand her reasoning on his own. minkpaw considered letting marigoldkit know as quickly as possible but she couldnt imagine any situation where she would tell the kit something that would get her in trouble if the meeting alone wasnt enough for lostspark to get mad. and.. that was it. she didnt have more cats she planned, or ever had seen regularly. she hadnt spoken to nathaniel and blazingstar for a long time and didnt expect any cats like willowwisp to reach out again, though she would very much like to see the latter one again. after most of the innitial shock had settled she began to wonder about a third cat inviting themselves into a dream without the other participants knowing, how it was possible to settle deep in someone elses mind while staying hidden, undetected even by the owner of the very land their paws were resting on.
Lovely, her daughter had brought her a guppy, alive. Dawnstar stared long and hard at Minkpaw as Lostspark spoke. There was a noticeable flash of building rage in glare that simmered as rapidly as it appeared. Most of what was relayed Dawnstar already knew about RiverClan, she had gone to the gatherings. Fadingsun wasn't a familiar name to her, nor was Mistyshard, but she was sure she'd heard of them and let their names trickle from her memory as she often did with the dull.
The information given wasn't something that she wouldn't have learned in due time, no secrets. Dawnstar was not all that happy to hear that Lostspark wanted to train Minkpaw, under the guise of keeping an eye on her, but there was little reason for Dawnstar to refute.
"It sounds like you have everything thought out. It's been a while since I've had a clan-hopper here, but as I can't come up with a reason to kill her yet." Dawnstar lazily glanced at Lostspark. "I'll allow her to remain for now, but if she steps one paw out of line or gives me the slightest reason to distrust her, I will have you kill her, no questions asked." Unlike baby Fog, older cats were hard to ensure were completely loyal to their new clan once accepted. Her daughter had yet to lose Dawnstar's faith in judgment, but that trust would be gone if this guppy proved disloyal.
The Commander padded towards the Leaders' Den. "Dawnstar," Hawkbite called from outside the den before pressing through the entrance. At least a little warning before surprising her with just entering. "I've new updates on Woollyfeather and some other Enforcer names to offer," Hawkbite got straight to it, sitting down in his normal spot near the entrance. His tail wrapped around his paws neatly as he gave her a chance to prep.
It'd been a couple moons since the last update about his dear friend, Woolly. Dawnstar had seemed interested in getting the warrior back and they'd finally got a chance at that. "Woollyfeather showed up in a dream of mine recently. I think it was StarClan guided," he paused, thinking on that for a moment. It was an odd idea to him. "Anyway, we chatted about a plan that could get her out. The humans have clear entrances to their house that they'll leave slightly open. Woolly can't push it open herself, but with a couple stronger warriors, I'm sure we could get her out," Hawkbite spoke. There was an eager fire in his eyes to get her back. He missed the she-cat more than he wanted to admit.
"The weather is warming up again so we could go on a warmer day and retrieve her. That would be the best time to try," Hawkbite finished. He was eager to hear her thoughts on this. Perhaps moreso than the opinions on the names he'd offer her next.
Hawkbite, just the cat she was hoping to speak to. Dawnstar wrapped her tail around her giant paws as the commander entered and started explaining. Wonderful, it looks like they could go and fetch Woollyfeather and potential new Enforcers.
Dream? Weird, she wondered if Woollyfeather could dreamwalk like Lostspark. Dawnstar loathed the idea that StarClan was helping in any way. But anyway, it sounded like they had a solid plan and she found little reason to object to it. "Alright, gather a patrol and we'll move when you're ready," Dawnstar said, permitting him to lead. She could override him if she thought he was being stupid or reckless. She wouldn't be endangering the patrol for one cat's sake. Plus, she wanted to see if he was as emotionally blinded as Darkfall regarding saving loved ones.
If those she trusted to aid her with the clan couldn't keep their heads straight when the matter became more personal, they didn't deserve the rank. As it was, she should have bottled Darkfall a while ago. "I trust we won't have to deal with dogs or territorial kittypets?" Dawnstar wasn't looking for a fight, so Hawkbite better be certain of the obstacles they'll face freeing Woollyfeather.
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Originally Posted by Mica
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Dawnstar - @Undertaker ] [Honeylemon/oak - @FruitBatz ] [Darkfall - @Dark ]
· · ────────────── · ·
Mistlewhisker had lead the possible new ShadowClan member back to camp, offering to introduce her to Dawnstar as Darkfall split away to attend to other duties. The enforcer motioned for Honeylemon--such an odd name, Mistlewhisker was sure she would have to change it--to remain at the den entrance while she informed Dawnstar of their presence. The enforcer had learned since her last visit that Dawnstar did not mind her enforcers coming in unannounced, with the obvious implication that the privilege wouldn't be abused. She wasn't big on the idea yet, but she'd been learning to push past her comfort zone recently.
"Dawnstar," Mistlewhisker greeted as she poked her head into the den, green eye blinking to adjust to the dim lighting. "Darkfall and I were at the outskirts border and were approached by a loner looking to join the clan. After questioning her, we decided she could be useful." The enforcer gestured for Honeylemon to come in. "Honeylemon, this is Dawnstar. ShadowClan's leader." Her tone indicated that there would be no tolerance of disrespect here.
[This is following Honeylemon's joining posted here]
Quote:
Originally Posted by FruitBatz
Honeylemon
Medium height fluffy tri-colored she-cat
Honey by rust`rock
As Honey followed the molly into the camp and to the leader's den, it made her well... a bit nervous. The camp looked gloomy and dead, not to mention the mud and such but she didn't mind any of that. Honey could hardly contain her happiness as Mistlewhisker walked inside the den while she waited outside, her cerulean eyes glanced into the darkness of this 'Dawnstar's' den.
The sight of the pelt pile was certainly something... but she soon snapped out of her little trance as the enforcer motioned her inside. Honey quietly cleared her throat as she entered slowly, "Hello, Ms. Dawnstar, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Her tone was as cheerful as ever while she smiled, looking up at Mistlewhisker for assurance, basically to make sure she didn't screw anything up.... maybe it was too forward? Too cheerful perhaps?
Dawnstar was sprawled out on her flank, dozing when paws got too close to her den. She parted her eyelids and peered at the mouth of her den. A moment later, Mistlewhisker popped her head in, and company. The tremendous leader didn't bother getting up. She stretched out her front legs and sank her huge claws into the earth while staring at the stranger with an even stranger name.
A deep growl rumbled loudly from her chest after the greeting. Dawnstar couldn't help but give Mistlewhisker a look that said "Seriously, why?" The cat sounded strangely upbeat and cheerful, which aggravated her like everything else.
"You look too old to be an apprentice, so you'll be renamed Honeyfern. You'll serve the clan as a warrior in training and be treated as an apprentice, with the same restrictions, until you are deemed fit as a full-fledged warrior. I'll find you a mentor at the next meeting to ensure you know the basics, such as a territory tour, frog hunting and fighting, and everything else you'll need to learn on your own time. You fail me, get lazy, or betray ShadowClan or me in any way, and I'll snap your neck." Dawnstar told the new cat.
"Unless you have any questions, take her to her den."
Lynxshade walked up to the leader's den with a rhythmic, confident stride but stopped right at the entrance, as she knew very well what Dawnstar thought of her den's privacy.
"Dawnstar. I've brought to you a young outsider who wishes to join us. He demonstrated he can hunt, and I figured he would become a good fighter as well. Seems to be the age of an apprentice." She called her with a serious tone, glancing at the stranger tom for a moment before settling down to wait patiently.
Soup stood beside Lynxshade with a happy expression. "If I still need to do something, just tell me and I'll gladly do it!" He meowed in a tone that showed he was determined.
Ugh! She was making her get up. Dawnstar groaned quietly and then left her nest to pad to the mouth of her den. She sat in the entrance and peered at the newcomer Lynxshade brought her. Annoying, that seemed to be the criteria for her Enforcers to allow outsiders to join the clan. Which had nothing to do with Dawnstar's bias against cheerfulness.
"You remind me of a twoleg mutt, eager to please, so your new name will be Dogpaw. I'll assign you a mentor at the next Clan meeting, you'll serve the clan as an apprentice. Since you know how to hunt you'll be ahead in your training, I still want your mentor to go over a lesson regardless." Dawnstar said, uncaring that no one had bothered giving her the cat's name. It's not like it matters.
"You finish your apprentice training and don't give me a reason to rip your throat out, you might make a decent warrior," Dawnstar told the new apprentice. "Go show him to his den." She ordered Lynxshade.
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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
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❦ Freckled oriental shaped slunk on still quivering white tipped paws from his nest in the belly of the medicine cats den and out of its mouth, starry mind was reeling with what he had seen… what he had felt… what he now knew… it wasn’t real and he knew that, deep down he knew that the dream had been just that - a dream - but the warning that had been written starkly in blood within the confides of his mind blurred uneasily behind the herbalist mossy hues… the image was painted vividly on his mind and he knew it would not leave until he shared his concerns. Diligent, petite paws had made their way to Dawnstar’s den on instinct, the path through the clearing had not even registered as a lone lanky form moved underneath a pinking sky as the stars winked out and the sun began to rose over the idillic newleaf day… well, it would have been idillic if he had not just witnessed the world fall apart before him… “Dawnstar, I need to speak with you,” the apprentice called form the entrance of her stone hewn and pelt filled den, the usual unease he had felt had faded a few moons back, “I had a dream and I think it is something you need to know about, I believe it to be a warning,” his calm dememour conveyed none of the tempestuous thoughts that wisped in the confines of his starry mind but the urgency of his words still hung thick and heavy in the space that laid between the leader and her medic.
Nonstop visitors as usual. Dawnstar peered at the opening of her den as Mossfreckle's voice came through. He didn't visit much, far less than her daughter, but with the knowledge of Lostspark's desires, he was going to have to get used to visiting her more often, if nothing more than to keep her paranoia at bay.
The news about the dream had her snarling under her breath. What did the wretched stars want now? "Come in," She spat, hulking from arching her back as she sat upright in her den. Her golden glare attached itself to the healer as soon as he stepped inside the dimly lit den. "Explain."
Re: ShadowClan Leader's Den
Mossfreckle is Shadowclan’s Medicine Cat 
