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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:08 pm
S p i d e r f a n g Bitter warrior of Shadowclan How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
XXXXXXXI struggle to find any truth in your liesXXXXXXX- yawn post -
Spiderfang watched with an expression incredulity as Firepaw yowled a string of words and stalked out of camp, looking dark and moody, and her tail still a bloody mess. Spiderfang gave an exasperated sigh and shook her head at the rashness of Firepaw. She was no medicine cat, but she knew that the longer a wound stayed undressed, the more chance it had to become infected. Continuing to observe, she saw Lightningstrider race after her apprentice and Stormhawk come out of the den looking like he had just been dashed with a spray of cold water with a newly acquired score mark along his maw.
Spiderfang gave a small huff of air tinged with amusement as she guessed at what had transpired in the medcine den and counted herself lucky that she had backed out quickly enough to not be the brunt of Firepaw's displeasure.
Sitting up, she began to lazily groom herself, dragging her paw of her head with slow, almost exaggerated movements. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Lightningstrider and a considerably calmer Firepaw returned to camp and then flitted her eyes over to take notice of Fireleaf padding into the warrior's den.
She narrowed her eyes in suspicion, not recalling the she-cat taking part in anything today. An annoyed snort escaped her muzzle at what she believed was Fireleaf's pure laziness. Her tiny legs had been dashed as an excuse to laze about when she had become a warrior. If Spiderfang was asked on a patrol, she was going to make sure to include Fireleaf.
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And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 8:02 am
 xxxxxxxxxxxＬＯＮＥＳＴＡＲ L E A D E R X A N D X G U A R D I A N X O F X S H A D O W C L A N
I have run until my lungs burned
And faught until my claws bleed
If there is one thing I have learned
"Be strong for those you lead" ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂✯ I X A M X A X K I N G X N O W ✯ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
The big tom didn't bother to utter much of anything, as he watched his clan. With a curious flick of his ear, he padded toward Lightningstrider, "I'm leaving
the patrols to you, today. Make sure everyone who is able, is doing something I don't want to see a single soul lounging about when I come back."
He didn't wait for an answer, as he passed by his deputy and headed for the entrance to camp. His bushy tail was flicking back and forth. Everyone was
getting frustrated, and he'd leave it to Lightningstrider to difuse the situation. It may have seemed that Lonestar was a very passive and perhaps even
useless leader, but he was training Lightningstrider. He often allowed her to step forth and decide what was to be done, in situations that were not dire or
desperate. She organized patrols. Clan members went to her with their problems. Of course, he would share more of the burden overall, but he
loved his clan, and she was to be their next leader. This was good for her. Lonestar padded out of camp, with a snort.
-exit-
▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂✯ B U T X O N E XD A Y X I X W I L L X B E X A N X E M P E R O R ✯ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 11:01 am
 Deputy of Shadowclan . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
Lightningstrider nodded to Lonestar at his instructions and replied, "It will be
done," before she saw him leave camp. She looked to Fireleaf and Redclaw,
but seeing as Redclaw looked like he could use a bit of a rest her attention
turned to Fireleaf. She noted that the warrior hadn't done anything today.
"Fireleaf, you will go on a hunting patrol with Stormhawk," she said, and
dipped her head slightly before leaveing the dens and going to find
Spiderfang. Once she did find Spiderfang, she looked to the she-cat
grooming herself and said, "Spiderfang, you can lead the hunting patrol with
Stormhawk and Fireleaf. I'll be staying behind a while to organize patrols." . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 2:43 pm
Shadowclan Warrior Leopardstrike The spotted tom's head peaked from around the back of the Warriors den. He licked his pelt clean before he'd snuck back into camp so no cat knew where he'd been. He didn't know why he snuck out of camp, he just did although he could probably do it without getting in trouble. He slunk out from behind the den and paded across camp to the deputy and leader. His strong muscles shifting under his coat. His tail wavering behind him. He stopped infront of Lonestar and Lightnngstrider. "What would you like me to do?" his voice was calm. He wondered how late he was coming back today. Most of the patrols must already be out by now.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 11:57 am
xxxxxxxxxxo w l p a w & s t o r m p a w The two toms returned to camp with the feverfew Nightraven had needed, Owlpaw sliding into the medicine cat's den enough to lay it inside. He glanced at the bustle of the camp then returned back to the main of the camp. His brother had already lifted a lizard to his liking and settled in a corner, leaving the elder to find something to do. As Stormpaw ate, Owlpaw's ears flattened and he sat, looking about curiously. He didn't exactly know what was going on, but Firepaw was hurt apparently. Ears twitching, the tom watched Lightningstrider as she ventured around camp, sending out patrols and the like. Frowning, though, he watched the leader leave camp alone and felt slightly unnerved, but remained quiet. s h a d o w c l a n a p p r e n t i c e sxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 8:13 pm
Deputy of Shadowclan . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
Lightningstrider looked to Leopardstrike and nodded slightly in greeting as
she replied, "You will come with me on a border patrol of Thunderclan's
border... see if you can't find a few more cats to join us." She had not eaten
since her morning hunting patrol and went over to the fresh-kill pile to pick
out something to eat before they left. She trusted Leopardstrike to find at
least a few more willing souls. She would prefer them not to be apprentices,
but it would be better than not going at all. . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 9:13 am
 ⋘ Ӻerretwhisper ⋙ ☆═━┈┈━═☆ Return to d a y s When Y ↺ U knew ✬ You were still✿ɐlive XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXЯeveal the wɐy Y ↺ U ➸ felt ωɧen you ✦« cѻuld » L ↺ ↻ K inside
Ferretwhisper aroused herself from her slumber, hearing voices mumble and mutter outside, the older Warrior stretched, groaning. "Another day... Delightful." she muttered in a bit of annoyance, as she got up, shaking her tiny coat out, and padding out of the den. The awfully small cat looked at the others, her eye's narrowed, she didn't need the sleep, but had enjoyed it. Her neon green eye's, flecked with amber seemed to burn into the pelts of other cats, but she didn't speak, only appeared harsh, but without uttering a single stanza, a single word. Nothing approached out of her maw, just a glare from her eyes. She yawned, taking away the look, and listening as a cat talked about a patrol. "Joyous ravens." she muttered, looking at the cat speaking. She found it to be the Deputy, her tail twitched, "Oh, the Deputy is organizing a patrol, do I join or not? Even though i'll probably be dragged into the forest by my tail and forced too." she said sarcastically, sitting down, her tail twitching, as she continued to murmur unaudioable to herself, then looked up. Padding to Leopardstrike, seeing he was the Leader of this Patrol she did not enjoy.
"Lightningstrider, if it's not bother, I will join" the Senior Warrior said, her eye's narrowed slightly, if she refused, it'd be quite agitating, considering she had worked, oh so hard to walk over there in her older age and propose to go on a patrol. She figured this to herself, in more of a sarcastic way, her eye's flickering around the clearing, taking in all of the sights, it was quite dark, Ferretwhisper's blue, gray, and silver pelt almost seemed out of place with most cats dark pelts, which reflected a deep jet black pecious color. Ferretwhisper finally looked up, staring up at Lightningstrider, the small cat twitched her tail, sitting down, running a paw along her face in waiting for the Deputy's response. She noticed the Leader not in camp, and he seemed quite, strange. She didn't like the brute cat, but dealt with him no matter how he seemed.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 10:18 am
Shadowclan WarriorLeopardstrike The muscular tom nodded in aknowledgement to her. He turned to go find others when Ferrtewhisper appeared asking to join the patrol. He looked to Lightningstrider then paded away. He walked towards the Warriors den noticing Fireleaf first. He paded up to the she-cat laying in her nest. "Hey Fireleaf, want to go a patrol?" his voice was calm and low. His tail wavered back and forth as he waited patiently for her responce.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 6:43 pm
S p i d e r f a n g Bitter warrior of ShadowclanHow fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
XXXXXXXI struggle to find any truth in your liesXXXXXXXSpiderfang paused in her grooming to listen to Lightningstrider and gave a short, clipped nod in response. Hunting, she mused with a twitch of her tail, at last we meat. (pun sadly intended)' After dragging one last lazy paw over her ear, she gathered herself into standing position and trotted over to the warrior's den where it seemed her party was loitering.
Stepping into the den in time to hear Leopardstrike, Spiderfang sighed and shook her head. Tutting, she silently glided into the tom's view. "I'm afraid Fireleaf is already taken for my hunting party." She purred, giving Leopardstrike a rather unconvincing apologetic look.
Directing her attention to Fireleaf, Spiderfang jerked her head toward the entrance of the den, indicating to join her there. Turning tail, she retraced her steps out of the den, and nodded to Stormhawk as she turned and stopped by him. "We're going to the swamps to hunt." Spiderfang clarified to both Fireleaf and Stormhawk, her gaze flickering over the two. "The frogs are awakening and should still be a bit woozy after bare-leaf." Spiderfang paused, waiting to hear any objections to the plan.
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And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 7:45 pm
Deputy of Shadowclan . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
Lightningstrider glanced up from her meal at Ferretwhisper, and though the
older cat was a bit of a sarcastic grump, Ferretwhisper was a welcome
comrade if a fight were to break out at the border. Dipping her head to the
senior warrior she replied, "Of course you may, Ferretwhisper. As soon as
I'm finished here we will head out, maybe even with another cat if Leopardstrike
can find one in time. Three should be sufficient, though."
She went back to her eating. . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 9:06 pm
Shadowclan WarriorLeopardstrike He noded his head to Spiderfang aknowledging that these cats were with her. He turned around heading out of the den not seeing anyone else in here. He looked around camp trying to see if he could spot any other cats that looked like they were free and hadn't been on a patrol recently. Spotting no one he padded back overto Lightningstrider and Ferretwhisper. He shook his head signaling he was unable to find a fourth to come with them on the patrol. He walked over a few tail lengths and began licking his forepaw while he waited patiently.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:17 am
 Fireleaf looks at Leopardstrike and smiles at him. "I would love to Leopardstrike." She purrs softly but then she stops when Spiderfang enters the warriors den. She didn't know why but she always got a werid feeling whenever Spiderfang entered the room that she was in. Sighing she gets up from her nest and looks at Leopardstrike. "I'll talk to you later when I come back. I promise." She meows softly before brushing past him towards the entrance of the den near where Spiderfang was. The small warrior shakes her head not objecting to what she was saying about going to the swamps to hunt.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 9:03 pm
 Firepaw XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Lightningstrider's ApprenticeIt was dark. The sky now wore it's blanket of black and there wasn't a star to be seen. Letting out a desperate cry, Firepaw ran through the thick brush as if she was trying to escape something. Her paws hit the ground with rhythmic thuds. The smell of iron met her nose, turning to the scent she saw her tail drenched in blood. "No!" she screamed. While in the lost dash to an uncharted place Firepaw could see a familiar figure running further a head of her. Her emerald green eyes focused on the figure trying to recognize who it was. The cat turned to expose his bright yellow-green eyes, Stormhawk. Normally, that'd be the last cat Firepaw would run to, but she was scared and lost...but he was there. She called out to him, but he didn't hear her...or maybe he did but just chose to ignore her cries. She began to run faster not noticing the root of a large tree was sticking out of the ground. Tripping she fell forward. The sound of a herd was behind her and nearing closer.
She closed her eyes assuming this would be her end when a meow was let out from above her. Firepaw looked up to see the Windclan apprentice standing in the trees. He motioned for her to follow him. Scrambling to her fours she stagger behind disoriented. Tripping over and over he just continued to flee. Stormhawk returned in her sight, but now he was next to her...helping her. Refusing his help several times before the fear kicked in. She buried her head against him and quivered. "The world is black," the voice of the lone tom called out. Stormhawk hissed at the sound, but the loner was no where to be seen. It was finally Lightningstrider's words of comfort that eased Firepaw against the older tom. "It doesn't end like this, Firepaw."
Firepaw finally settled down next to Stormhawk and the Windclan apprentice returned laying near them as well. "You're safe," the lone tom's voice called out. This time though, none of the cats hissed at the tom's voice. They all rested.
Firepaw's eyes opened and Nightraven was not to be found. The poppyseeds still had her feeling groggy and disoriented, but the bold she-cat was still full of rage. The dream that infected her mind left her confused and more edgy than before her fabricated slumber. Standing her balance was off, probably because her tail was still in the process of being treated. That left her to assume Nightraven went off to get more supplies. Firepaw didn't care though, she began to walk, stumbling sloppily out of the den her eyes saw the cats going about their business at the camp, but she didn't process it that way. She could've sworn they were staring her down, whispering, and laughing.
The discombobulated she-cat let out a frightful hiss at them before staggering to the Warrior's den. She knew that was were Stormhawk would be. He'd be hiding the shame that she dashed across his face. Allowing herself in she saw the tom resting...or in her mind hiding. Her emerald orbs narrowed in on him as she let out an aggressive hiss. The dream played back in her mind. Still it made no sense. "You!" she mumbled. In a not so graceful manner she lurched toward him. The fresh scratch on his face caught her eye and she instantly felt a little guilty for assaulting him.
Firepaw stared at him for a few moments then spoke again, "You tainted my dream," she mumbled. Her tail began to bleed once more as she carelessly flicked it around. Making the wound worse, thought she also made it obvious that the poppyseed still had some effect."You're ridiculous. You're so...cruel! You just make me...you make me feel...so angry! Frustrated! Annoyed! I feel belittled from the words you speak!" she told him before pausing. Her eyes locked onto his and her her raced slightly, "You make me feel...strange...strong...alive," her breath was soft and her words were now low. Shaking her head Firepaw whimpered, "You can only love yourself though...so...whenever you end...I'll begin," her words now seemed to fade out as she swayed from side to side. The she-cat's body hit the ground with a light thud inside the warrior's den as her mind drifted away from reality again. The poppyseed wouldn't hold in her system much longer, and the amount of blood that drained from the wounds was now forming a decently sized puddle in the den. Firepaw appeared more lifeless in her unconscious state this time, all because she was so brash and had to get her thoughts out. But what were her thoughts this time?
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 8:26 pm
 LOCATION: Warriors’ den
COMPANY: Spiderfang, Lightningstrider, Firepaw
OOC: LOL Firepaw XD
Stormhawk looked up from his silent sulking to regard Lightningstrider with slight apprehension when she announced that Spiderfang would lead the patrol with Fireleaf and himself. He somehow had the feeling that the deputy was not letting him lead because he had taken the liberty to discipline her apprentice without her permission, but chose to bite back his harsh words of retort. No reason crying over spilt milk, right? He climbed to his paws, shaking moss out of his fur as he glanced at Spiderfang, giving her the silent signal that he was ready to go for the second patrol of the day. Just as he was about to head out, the sarcastic she-cat Ferretwhisper made her way up to the deputy, volunteering to join her patrol. Stormhawk had often wondered what was with Shadowclan and sarcastic she-cats. Spiderfang was one, Ferretwhisper definitely counted as one, and Lightningstrider was a borderline case in his opinion. Perhaps it had to do with the Starclan-forsaken weather they had in their territory, along with their choice of prey - lizards and toads. Other clans ate juicy rabbits, they ate toads and frogs. Whoever said that Shadowclan was comfortable cats to live in, anyway? ”Sure.” He meowed in response to Spiderfang’s statement about hunting in the swamps as the frogs should be woozy. Hopefully they would be lucky and catch a few lizards there, which were a lot less vile-tasting in his opinion.
All of a sudden, an all too familiar gray and white shape wobbled towards him, letting out a hiss as the unsteady apprentice half-stumbled and half-walked up to him. He merely stared down at her with blank eyes, not knowing how to react. To surrounding cats it might look a little comical since Stormhawk was about twice the size of Firepaw, but it was the warrior who seemed to look a little scared at the apprentice instead of the other way round. The tom’s brows furrowed slightly, his scarred face clearly confused. He...what now? Tainted her dream? Stormhawk was usually a stoic and no-nonsense tom, but this weirded out even the scarred warrior. His impatient but slightly confused expression never left his face as she started belittling him, ranting on about how cruel he was and how he made her feel angry and frustrated. ”What in the love of -” He started to speak, but was cut off by yet another train of insults...however, this time he wasn’t too sure if they could be called insults, as she suddenly stated that he made her feel strong and alive. Stormhawk’s mouth was hanging open slightly at the sudden display of...well, every sort of emotion there was, it all went by a little too quickly for him to react. And without any warning, Firepaw suddenly toppled over, collapsing heavily onto her side. Stormhawk guessed that she had probably overdosed on poppy seeds maybe a little, and was probably in a state that twolegs called “stoned”. He suspected that she had probably severed an artery in her tail, which would explain her blood loss. He rolled his eyes as the apprentice promptly passed out, and wiggled his head underneath her belly, lifting her small form onto his back easily. A few cats around the warriors’ den snickered at the tom’s embarrassment courtesy of Firepaw, but a quick hiss and a glare from his yellow-green eyes quickly solved that problem. Ignoring all the mocking and curious glances around him, Stormhawk walked back to the medicine cat’s den, dropping Firepaw’s unconscious form back onto her nest - perhaps not as gently as he should have been, maybe he considered it as payback for his loss of dignity in the warriors’ den. ”Apprentices!” He snarled as he walked back out, trying to preserve what little dignity he had left. Seems that messing around, talking and getting high on poppy seeds were all they were good for. The fresh scratch marks (again, courtesy of Firepaw) twinged slightly, perhaps reminding him that she did get her tail run over by a monster and he should show some sympathy. Or, it could have been mocking him for having his dignity thrown out of the warriors' den thanks to one measly apprentice.
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