Night of the Magpie [p]

***Mica*** · #1 September 5th, 2024, 09:34 PM

Nightwalker
Dark Forest
he/him | Dead
[Surly, heavily scarred dark grey tabby with sky blue eye]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Devil ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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His third ShadowClan cat. My, the rumors about this clan being nothing but fox-hearted killers with ties to the Dark Forest were panning out to be true. Another apprentice, too. Nightwalker eyed Magpiepaw as she slept, considering his next move. While scaring the cats he visited was all well and good, he actually wanted to try something different this time. "You look about ready for your warrior ceremony." He commented, not waiting for her to wake up. "I wonder, why are you still in this stuffy rotten log of a den, rather than living freely as a warrior?"

**Marigoldwhisper** · #2 September 7th, 2024, 07:24 PM

Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\12 moons\Shadowclan
"One man falls, another takes his place, he chases the wind until the end of his days."

Purrks: Silvertonuge T1 [ACTIVE] Kittysoftpaws T1 [ACTIVE]

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Sleep. It dragged at her like death and it seemed to be the only thing she was good at. Her dreams were filled with nothing but the accomplishments she had yet to have. Her first kill, her warrior name, admiration from the whole clan, Gracklepaw back inside Shadowclan camp. All dreams it seemed, but they didn't materialize outside of her head... Ugh, INFURIATING!!! She was in a rut, that was inevitable, but Magpiepaw was no loser, nor was she one to sit still after being knocked down. The world would scream her name, even if she had to force it down their throats.

Despite her deep sleep, she smelt something unfamiliar waft into her pink nose and her ear twitched. Something was looming over her. The small apprentice unsheathed her claws and shifted her weight slightly before opening her caramel eyes to the silhouette before her. A scent she couldn't place and a face she couldn't recognize. Ah, she met somecat like that before, an odd somecat.

She let out a gruff snort before springing to her paws. Their words rang in her large ears. "Bleh, tell me something I don't know, intruder." Magpiepaw wasn't one who took kindly to trespassers especially since the borders were so apparently marked. Must be somecat from another clan or a former one since she couldn't recognize where they came from.

Without another thought of this cats whereabouts, Magpiepaw lunged forward, her claws outstretched, and swiped at his neck. She was bewildered to find their was no impact, not even a sliver of blood. Magpiepaw hissed in frustration. "Stars above, what are you? Whatever the heck you are, you need to LEAVE."

***Mica*** · #3 September 14th, 2024, 06:13 PM

Nightwalker
Dark Forest
he/him | Dead
[Surly, heavily scarred dark grey tabby with sky blue eye]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Devil ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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Nightwalker sighed as the apprentice attacked him, not bothering to shift out of the way, even as her claws went right through his shadowy form. "What I am is of no concern to you yet." Nightwalker canted his head before pushing himself to his paws and circling the apprentice, looking her up and down. "How old are you... ten moons? Eleven? Is your mentor failing you, young one? Are the warriors of your clan not taking the training of apprentices seriously?" Nightwalker put on his best sympathetic face. "A shame, really."

**Marigoldwhisper** · #4 Today, 05:38 AM

Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\12 moons\Shadowclan
"One man falls, another takes his place, he chases the wind until the end of his days."

Purrks: Silvertonuge T1 [ACTIVE] Kittysoftpaws T1 [ACTIVE]

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What the heck was this fluff brain taking about? Yeah, she knew what he was... Well, not entirely, BUT SHE KNEW ENOUGH. He was a stinky no good outsider and he needed to leave! Though, she couldn't kill him, which was beyond weird. Magpiepaw didn't know of anycat that couldn't be killed, except for leaders but they only get nine chances of life before they die permanently. Also, Magpiepaw's swing didn't seem to affect him at all so it couldn't possibly be the nine lives thing. Unless, he was already dead...

Her brown eyes widened in disbelief, watching as his shadow of a figure circled her like a vulture. Stars, now he was just being annoying. Magpiepaw could guess that next he was going to spew something useless about her height about how SMALLL she was, but she simply waited with a taught jaw.

The jabs didn't come. Magpiepaw found herself confused (UGHHHH). Her tail raised in interest as he talked on, completely missing his fake sounding sympathy rather she materialized his tone based on what he said, what she wanted to hear. "12 moons..." She sighed, her shoulders dropping lightly as the fire died in her voice. "Pathetic right? Ugh, I'm so sick of this!" She found herself agreeing with his words and nodded hastily. "It is a shame, a shame my talents are wasted."