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Post by Blaze on Mar 28, 2022 1:39:08 GMT
DarkClan Camp is quiet. Life goes on as normal, as if nothing had happened. Patrols bustle in and out of camp, the prey pile steadily grows larger and smaller with each passing moment, and cats share tongues as the sun warms their pelts. DarkClan is peaceful. For now.
All too sudden, Sandstrike muscles their way into camp with... a cat no one seems to know. The molly hisses in irritation, flicking her paw to and fro to dislodge mud from her paws it seems. She grumbles quietly, fur on end as she glares at the warrior. Sandstrike seems to pay her annoyance no mind - why would they? A little discomfort was nothing compared to what they had in mind for her, should Ravenstar approve. Warriors get to their paws as the duo approach the center of camp, the strange molly glaring all of them down as she follows Sandstrike's brisk pace.
"Ravenstar!" they snarl. "Where's Ravenstar?! Bring her out right now!" |
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Post by 20mia08 on Mar 28, 2022 18:05:28 GMT
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FLAWS UPON YOUR SLEEVE ― The kitten did his best to enjoy the simple things of life to distract his young mind from the pressures of reality that were already weighing down on his shoulders- being born different, looking nothing like his parents, learning that...well, he didn't want to think about it again. Magpiekit was entertaining himself with a pebble, rolling to across camp and skittering after it as fast as his legs would carry him.
He liked to be good, he liked to make his momma proud, so Magpiekit always made sure to not get caught under the paws of the warriors. His momma respected them, so he would too. He always spoke with manners, and always ensured that he wasn't causing them any trouble.
Momma said he'd have to be a good role model, after all. She said that before long, he'd be the oldest in the nursery, a big friend to some upcoming litters. Yes, he would finally have some playmates after all these moons! Of course, they'd be small at first, and so he'd have to be gentle with them...but he was already so excited! Maybe some of the queens would let him name his new little friends?
The tiny black smoke came to an abrupt halt at the sight of a stranger finding Sandstrike. The skittish feline promptly flattened his ears, letting his pebble skip across camp while he remained stopped. Sandstrike seemed angry, and he didn't like that. Anger made him scared. Hopefully they weren't angry at his mom.
Magpiekit promptly turned on his heels, darting to the nursery where he and his mother happily lived. "M-Momma! M-Mister...Miss....u-uh, Sandstrike seemed really unhappy. They have a stranger with them!" |
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Post by Thorne on Mar 29, 2022 20:35:01 GMT
Ravenstar had been occupied with grooming herself in the nursery, keen on removing a stray burr from between her pelt. The sound of Sandstrike calling, followed by Magpiekit's frightened voice coming into the nusery was enough to concern the black molly. She swiftyly rose to her paws, padding over to the smoke kitten, gently licking the top of his head. "Stay in the nusery." She said, ushering him quickly into his nest. Ravenstar nodded to Sweetgaze before leaving.
The molly stepped out into the sunlight that bathed DarkClan's camp. She turned her attention to Sandstrike and the unfamiliar molly who accompanied the warrior. Ravenstar tried to tie her to a face she may have seen at a gathering, but alas, to no avail. She didn't seem to carry any Clan scent either. How peculiar. "What is the meaning of this?" She asked, flicking her tail. "State your business in our territory." Ravenstar narrowed her eyes. Blaze 20mia08 |
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Post by Blaze on Apr 24, 2022 21:46:14 GMT
She begins licking her paw calmly. Maybe it would seem like the worst course of action for anyone else - being right in the heart of enemy territory, surrounded by hostile residents and seemingly not giving a care in the world but Iris didn’t seem to care all too much - sure, the initial scuffle was rough, but she knew how to handle herself. Just play it cool and work with the results.
”I was just passing through until trigger happy here,” she motions to Sandstrike with a flick of her tail, ”Decided I just HAD to meet the rest of you.” Not exactly a lie, though not exactly the truth either. ”I was just taking a quick snack break before I was basically kidnapped.”
Sandstrike curls her lip, raising her fur and turning on the stranger as wisps of darkness flick at her claws. ”I saw you steal our prey! I watched you hunt it down and leave nothing but scraps for the crows!” Iris blinks, confused. ”It was yours? That’s weird, I didn’t see your name on it...”
Sandstrike snarls.
”Besides how was I supposed to know this was someone’s territory? I only wanted to stay for a few nights but now you’ve gone and hurt me for minding my business; really, I would’ve thought you’d be more inviting to new faces instead of seeing the same old, same old, maybe even strike up a little chat or something...”
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