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 Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 10:02 am
. . . Shadowclan Camp . . .
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This is the Shadowclan camp. It has the Warriors, apprentice, Leader, elder, and medicine cat den. Theres also the nursery and rock where meetings are
called. It is deeply hidden and heavily protected. The surrounding land is treacherous for cats who are not familiar with it, making it hard to get to. All
activities inside the camp should be here.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:49 am
Shadowclan Medicine CatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A The pretty she-cat had been awake since just before dawn sitting in the middle of the clearing. She was staring up at the Silverpelt. Watching the stars twinkle. She closed her pretty emerald green eyes as she let out a muffled yawn. She hadn't slept much that night but it didn't bother her. Nightraven was used to not sleeping much because she was the medicine cat of Shadowclan. She purred as she watched the sunrise. Such a pretty site. She yawned as she looked at the fresh-kill pile. Her stomach growled, so getting off her haunches to her paws. She padded over and picked a mouse from the pile. Taking it back to the entrance of her den, she lied down, and began to eat.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:19 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 curious twitch of his ear, was the only indication the massive tom was actually awake. His body remained curled. His breathing remain even. His
strong blue eyes, remain closed. Yet his ear twitched with every sound the dawn of a new morning, stirred. Most noticable were the idle dressings of his
Medicine cat. He could easily picture the she-cat in his minds-eye, as she watched the sunrise. How often had he listened to her rituals, without her
knowing he did-so? As the light began to creep into the edge of his den, Lonestar finally uncurled himself and stretched sideways in his moss bedding.
The stretch of his muscle beneath fur was evident, as he rolled to his paws and stood to his impressive height. With a nimble shake of his head, lonestar
padded from his den and yawned; Immediately he was struck by the chill in the air and resisted the urge to fluff up his fur-- lest he appear to be a giant
cotton ball with feet. Instead, he took the opportunity to feverishly groom out the kinks in his silky hide. He was a handsome cat and part of that could be
blamed on the dilligent care he showed towards his fur. Once the loose fur had been pulled and the disturbances laid to rest, he ran his tongue over his
lips and swung his head toward Nightraven "Good Morning." He called from where he sat, curious if they were the only two awake.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:42 am
 Deputy of Shadowclan. : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lightningstrider yawned widely, baring her fangs as she stretched, waking
from her sleep at the call of her leader. Her golden eyes opened and blinked
three times before she surveyed her location just outside of the warriors den.
It had been a nice night, and Lightningstrike wanted to savour all of the nice
nights to come. It had been too long since her bones had not nearly frozen
with the cold. Her pelt was rather thin, as was her slender body, but she had
bore the winter without complaining outwardly to her fellow clan cats and
used hunting as he excuse to get warm.
The black she-cat with the white stripe on her head shook out her coat and
groomed between her toes to get all of the dirt and muck out of them. It had
been rather muddy the past few days and she'd been busy with the hunting
and border patrols that she rarely had time to groom herself. And why groom
herself when she could sleep and recover her energy? She was not a cat
interested in looks, though Lonestar always seemed to be a shining star of
power and attractiveness since even her kit days.
"Morning, Lonestar," she called, her voice dark as tainted glass while she spoke. . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 12:04 pm
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 ✯ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
His ear would twitch, followed by the instinctive turn of his head. Apon seeing his deputy, Lightningstrider, a deep purr rumbled in his throat "Morning." he
tilted his snout a bit, then righted his position. As usual his deputy was filthy and her fur was in an uproar over the dried muck stuck among its tangles.
Even so, he found her attractive and the raw essences of what a shadowclan cat should be-- she worked on each day. She ran her clan well. And pesky
little things such as dirt, did not bother her. He looked up to that small feature, as even a small bit of dirt between his toes, was enough to drive the
Tom to madness. He shifted his tail to the otherside of his lengthy body and held back another yawn, "And how did you sleep?" he meowed, a swift glance around
camp showing no signs of further life from his clan.
New-leaf was on the way, meaning he expected there to be Kits and new apprentices to train. Not only that, but prey would return to the territory
making it much easier to feed the clan. He didn't condone tresspassing on other territories, but every so often it was needed to catch a piece of game
that ran across the border. If it meant bellies would be full, then so be it. He knew Lightningstrider was an active hunter, and that was a partial reason for
her unruly appearance. That, and she didn't care to groom herself as religiously as he did.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:42 am
Shadowclan Medicine CatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A Sitting upright as she finished her mouse, Nightraven purred hearing her leaders warm meow. She looked over towards him and spotted Lighteningstrider pad towards him. Her pelt was a mess and she purred as she looked at the dark she-cat. It was amusing to see her like this and that's what made her a good deputy. She didn't care about what her pelt looked like like most she-cats or other cats in general. She was a great Leader and when the time came, she would one day rule the clan but it wasn't going to be for a while. She nodded towards her and spoke. "Morning Lonestar, Lighteningstrider." She said as she padded towards them.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:47 am
Shadowclan WarriorxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: Emeraldpaw Nettlebramble sat in his nest in the warriors den as he groomed his fluffy pelt into place. He pulled a bit of moss from the fur on his shoulder as he finished grooming. He padded out of the den seeing that his cousin and a few other cats were awake already, he was glad he wasn't the only one. He padded towards the fresh-kill pile and shook his head. It was running a little low so he thought about asking if he could lead a hunting patrol to hunt, including Willowleaf, the pretty black she-cat and his apprentice Emeraldpaw. He yawned once more as he padded over to Lighteningstrider. He mewed. "May I lead a hunting patrol?" He asked.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:51 am
Shadowclan Senior WarriorxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A The older warrior Longfur waited for the younger warrior Nettlebramble to leave the warriors den before he rose to his paws. He quickly groomed his fur as he sat in place. When he left the den, he spotted his son speaking to the Deputy. He only shrugged as he sat back towards the warriors den, waiting in silence for the deputy if he was on patrol today.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 9:02 am
Deputy of Shadowclan . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lightningstrider smiled as her leader greeted her with a purr, and twisted her
tail just slightly to show that she enjoyed his company this morning. "Slept
like a log. 'Would've slept longer if the birds weren't returning," she mused,
and as if on cue, a few chickadees could be heard chirping not to far away.
Lightningstrider finished grooming her paws before she heard Nightraven call
a greeting to her. "Morning, Nightraven..." she mused with a small smile, and
even though Nightraven was a medicine cat, Lightningstrider seemed to view
the other she-cat as playful competition, though for what was anyone's guess.
Camp seemed to spark to life as more and more cats found the light of day.
Nettlebramble walked over to her and asked to lead a hunting patrol. "Of
course," she said, and decided to stay in camp a while longer herself,
perhaps only for the company of Lonestar, but then again the fresh-kill pile
was a bit barren. "Who will you be taking with you? Longfur, do you feel up
to accompanying your boy?" she cooed with a hint of amusement in her
voice. She always found it strange the families were such tight units for others. . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 10:00 am
 T H E X B I R D S X H A V E X A L W A Y S X S A N G X T O X M E☆══━━━━┈┈┈┈┈━━━━══☆A N D X I X H A V E X A L W A Y S X L I S T E N E D
At first glance, it would seem the young warrior was sleeping neatly in her
moss nest. As the light continued to pour in through the entrance of the den
the light shivering of her pelt, and the tremors they resulted in, became more
evident. Her skin was hot from a fever that had been burning a better part of
the night--- she'd caughten an illness of some kind. Perhaps from staying up
in the chill, wet. She curled tighter, trying to ignore the pound in her skull and
the cold. Her ears twitched when several of her fellow warriors stood up and
left. She wanted to follow after them, but she was cold. The only thing that
was keeping her warm, was the proximity of her own body to itself. A furnace.
However, when the birds began to sing, her resolve to remain where she was
vanished, overpowered by an inherent facination with them. Slowly she began
to uncurl herself, pausing every so often to soak in the cold and shiver-- her
nose was running and her fur was a mess. She was sure she looked terrible.
Once able to get to her paws, Songbird stumbled toward the den entrance,
the world spinning around her as she did so. The 'murrows' of protest could
be heard from the den, by those outside, as she squeezed through and
tumbled to the earth with an 'umph'. The sky was a blur above her as she laid
on her side, disoriented by the fever she'd been suffering and the illness. Her
tail swatted the earth in irritation, as she tried to find the ground and plant her
legs under her. Longfur was nearby, she could smell him-- as well as some
other warriors. The disorientation was making her head hurt, so in a last ditch
effort, the she-cat pinned her eyes shut.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 10:13 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 ✯ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
A smile touched Lonestars blue eyes, as he looked to the birds singing. While they could be an annoyance to any cat trying to sleep in late, he
felt they were a sign of good fortune to come. If the birds were returning it meant new-leaf was only a short time away. Rather than respond, the old tom
shifted his gaze to Nettlebramble, who requested to lead a patrol. He glanced past him at Longfur, aware they did not get along. Was it wise to send them
together? Perhaps not, but duties came before personal rivalries and clanmates, before vendettas. His thoughts shifted to Songbird who was often
one of the first warriors up and one of the last down to sleep. He disregarded it and returned his gaze to Nightraven while Lighteningstrider set up patrols.
"As usual, you look lovely." he meowed gently. Her eyes were the most striking feature about her, enhanced by the pitch black fur. He felt it was a pity
sometimes, as she was a medicine cat, and as pretty as she was, no tom was suppose to court her, let alone become her mate.
At a ripe age of Fifty-one moons, Lonestar had begun to consider his own choices in those matters. He was one of the oldest Toms in the clan, but he
also had nine lives left and was fit as a fiddle, and was sure his age could be tossed aside in light of that. A sudden movement caught his eye, as Songbird
all but tumbled from the warriors den. She was walking funny and after a short moment, she fell to the ground, looking around like she couldn't make
heads or tails of the camp. His tail flicked and he looked to Nightrave-- she was the medicine cat afterall.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 10:54 am
Shadowclan Senior Warrior & Medicine CatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A Longfur was about to answer Lighteningstrider but Songbird had padded out of the warriors den and fainted it seemed. His eyes went wide as he rushed over to the she-cats side. He pressed her nose and felt she was hot. His eyes frantic to the sight of the helpless she-cat. He looked towards his cousin Nightraven with pleading eyes hoping she'd see the hurt in his eyes. Nightraven knew the meaning that was in her cousins eyes as she raced over to the sick she-cat. She hissed to Starclan hoping that it wasn't too serious of an illness. She looked at Longfur as she spoke. "Help me get her to my den and out of this cold." She mewed to her cousin. Longfur only nodded as he picked her up by the scruff with the help of Nightraven they got her to the medicine cats den. "Is she going to be okay?" He meowed quickly.
Nightraven was busy as she heard her cousin mew frantically. He wasn't really going to be helping too much with all this worry. She noticed when she touched the she-cats pad, she was hot. She looked at Songbird and sighed. "She has a fever but I need her to tell me how she's feeling." She whispered soothingly to the she-cat. "What hurts?" She looked at Longfur out of the corner of her eye, and mewed to him. "Calm down. She's going to be alright. I'll make sure of it." She hissed as she had a hint of amusement in her green eyes.
She hadn't seen her cousin care for another she-cat ever since his mate had died. Longfur sighed to himself as he kneaded the ground impatiently. He didn't know what he could do to help Songbird and she was one of his closest and only friends in Shadowclan ever since his mate had passed away. He looked at her and noticed she was shivering. "She's shivering." He meowed to Nightraven as he pressed his pelt close to hers trying to warm her up. He silently prayed to Starclan that Songbird was going to be alright.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 11:22 am
T H E X B I R D S X H A V E X A L W A Y S X S A N G X T O X M E ☆══━━━━┈┈┈┈┈━━━━══☆ A N D X I X H A V E X A L W A Y S X L I S T E N E D
Songbird let out a mrrow of surprise when something-- or rather, someone
grabbed her by the scruff. Yet, she didn't dare open her eyes. Instead she
allowed herself to be carried, all the while ignoring the sensation of being in
a tornado, spinning 'round and 'round. When she was finally placed in a nest,
she immediately nestled into the moss, hoping to find the same fake warmth
she'd had before. The whole while, Nightraven was prodding at her asking
her questions and making her hackles rise from the inability to escape them.
Songbird was funny about questions, especially ones regarding her. When
the familiar pelt of Longfur pressed against her, she welcomed the warmth
and pressed against him as well. It coaxed her eyes to open--- this den was
warmer, and it seemed the world had stopped spinning so quickly "Dizzy."
she shook her head once or twice and rested it against Longfurs shoulder
"and terribly cold-- or is it hot. You said I had a fever?" Songbird didn't like
answering the questions-- in fact, it was almost physically painful, but Longfur
was worried, and her need to comfort him was more important than refusing
to answer some questions.
"I was on a late patrol and slipped off that fallen log, into the swamp water."
She'd been wet most of the night. Songbird didn't know much in the ways of
a medicine cat, but perhaps she had a cold? She shivered again, this time
less severe due to Longfurs body heat, and looked at Nightraven from the
corner of her eye. She hoped her answers had been enough for the she-cat to
do what she needed to.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 11:49 am
Shadowclan Senior Warrior & Medicine CatxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A Longfur didn't try to hide the worry in his eyes or voice as he spoke. "You should have gotten checked out just in case you caught a chill." He sighed as he licked the top of her head soothingly as he pressed himself closer to the she-cat. Nightraven nodded in agreement to what Longfur had spoke. "Yes. You should have, that was a little mouse-brained to have gone to sleep with wet fur." She mewed as she walked to the back of her den. She located the feverfew quickly and a took a packet of poppy seeds. She shook some out in front of Songbird, and set the feverfew in front of her. "Eat those, it'll help you sleep and the feverfew should help with your fever." She looked at Longfur. "Stay and keep her warm." She meowed. "I'll tell Lighteningstrider to excuse you from your duties from the day, and Songbird, you are staying in here tonight. Don't try and leave this den unless it's important." She mewed with authority. "I'll bring you some fresh-kill in a little." She meowed as she looked at the two cats in her den.
Once she was out of the den Longfur looked at Songbird. "Don't do something like that again." He said with a worried meow. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you too." He said shyly but couldn't hide the affection in his meow. For what Longfur didn't know, Nightraven was listening outside the den before she padded away towards Lighteningstride and Lonestar. "She seems to have come down with a cold, so I'm keeping her in my den for the night just incase it gets worse. Also, I'm borrowing Longfur to keep her from doing anything stupid." She said without a questioning tone. She knew none of them would question a medicine cat, she only nodded a bit before speaking once more. "I might need someone to come with me while I collect herbs in a little." She said as she looked at Lighteningstrider. "Do you mind if I borrow one of the apprentices for this?"
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:01 pm
Deputy of Shadowclan . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lɨʛҥтɴɨɴʛsτʀɨɗeʀ . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . Lightningstrider frowned as she observed all the commotion with Songbird.
She had never particularly cared for Songbird; while respecting her as a good
hunter, Lightningstrider had never really had anything to do with the older she-
cat besides being on various hunting patrols with her. Songbird had always
been reclusive, and Lightningstrider respected that.
Now that it seemed that Longfur would not be going hunting, she supposed
that she would go with Nettlebramble; she needed to wake up anyway.
Looking back at Lonestar a moment as she remembered that he had
complimented Nightraven, she rolled her golden eyes just slightly before
looking back to Nettlebramble.
"Well, I suppose none of them are coming... preoccupied with saving a life
and all that..."--in truth Lightningstrider found the whole situation rather boring
rather than a struggle of life and death--"Nettlebramble, you and I will go
hunting for a moment," she said and looked to Lonestar as she
continued, "And you'll send a few more cats to accompany us once they
wake, won't you, Lonestar?"
As she asked him, she blinked a few times and rolled back her shoulders with
a light mrrow. Slightly inappropriate behavior, but she really could care less.
"Borrow them all you like... they could use something to do," she replied to
Nightraven, glad that everyone did see her as the authority that she was. . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : .
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