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“Congratulations.” A calm voice sounded behind the two siblings, the queen’s voice cracking in her tiredness. The she-cat looked at the two kits with a sleepy smile through one eye. MoorWeave curled up in her nest of sand and twigs, her head resting on her two black paws. “I heard the...

Scorpionkit huffed as she propelled herself forward, talons outreach to grapple at the jagged cliff face, in the last stretch of her sprint of stamina. The winds whipping at her pelt with every push onward, her tail flowing behind her. Her throat began to burn with every breath, her mouth...

The horizon lit ablaze in the magnificent colors of sunrise, the clouds painting red and orange wounds across the sky like claw marks. The red colors of the late summer dawn paint the rocky cliffs for the coming fall, the gorge painted in a blood red glow that warmed the stones. The Skyclan...

BarbedMask didn't attempt to hide the disappointment on his face in response but followed behind DappleShine without complaint. The two turned back downhill from the Fourtrees and walked beside the creek. The creek began shallow and thin, barely trickling under the asphalt road, before slowly...

The two warriors left camp silently, DappleShine a tail-length ahead of BarbedMask as she led them forward toward the northern part of the territory. The small creek departing from Riverclan’s border just out of sight to their left, the water shallow from the summer heat. The sounds of cicadas...

BarbedMask scanned the tortoiseshell cat, the medicine cat shifting under the intense gaze of his singular yellow eye. “...She may be hungry.” RustLeap pointed out with a stiff smile, wary of the huge ex-rouge's presence near the tiny meowing kit. The tabby squints at her, pausing in the middle...

Minor TimeSkip to later in the day// BarbedMask awoke from the worst rest of his life, feeling more tired than before after heaving himself awake from a nightmare that made his head ache to remember. The tom groggily groaned, irritation crawling up his pelt as he blinked the sleep from his eye...

The tom’s yellow eye lingered on the she-cat for a moment, entirely unsure what to do with this information at the moment as it felt purposeless. His gaze shifted from DappleShine to her prey, the thought of food sliding down his gullet making him feel sick. After uncomfortable bid of silence...

“...Thunderclan?” HoneyPool said low, nearly under her breath. SnakeShine couldn't help but dwell on the she-cat’s behavior, always drifting away in her thoughts and nervously shifting around. He recollects the few memories he had of his new clan mate, only to find he couldn't think of a single...

The ear twitched and his tail coiled at the sound of his new name, grimacing for a moment as he flushed with self-consciousness. He was tempted to put a paw up to his face, wanting to test the freshness of his newest scar that split his face and cost him his eye. He wondered if BarbedMask ever...

Brutus felt unbothered by the stares of disapproval he earned from the warriors, the cats that had come to gather around the commotion now glaring at his with parted teeth and knitted brows. The rest of the clan began to stir, rising as the leader’s voice sounded and the round yolk-like sun...

Brutus felt like puking, internally still reeling in a way that made his head feel dizzy and his chest heavy. He felt like his fur was drenched in water that kept him sunken in frozen lake, unable to tell which way was up. It was as if sensation of fire crawling up his esophagus was the only...

Brutus could've sworn he went deaf for a moment as soon as the medicine cat spoke, because it was the only reasonable explanation behind the total silence and complete stillness of all the forest. He could've sworn he was fine just a moment ago, the noise of the shuffling between the warriors’...

Startled by the medicine cat’s sudden appearance, he rose to his full height, hissing, with his fur bristled and a single paw in front of the now scared kit. The action causing the tom to harshly knock his head on the ceiling of the den, an irritated growl leaving his parted jaws. Spooked by...

The summer morning air felt hot and muggy on Brutus’ short tabby pelt, the heaviness of the atmosphere making the tom quicken his pace. The uncomfortable hot density of the woods making any cat want to shift and shuffle inside their own skin. The foliage of weeds and deemed pressed against his...

SnakeShine pauses as HoneyPool speaks, noticing the hesitant tone of her wording. The striped tabby made note of the she-cat’s possible nervousness, or even annoyance, as a sign to turn up the friendliness in hopes of not scaring off the skittish warrior. He took HoneyPool’s right side...

ThornMask is the last to join the group again, meeting the tom and apprentice at the foot of the warrior’s dens a tail away from trail up the small muddy elevation. The clan split in half between those heading to their nest and those still lounging about in the last remnants of sunset, a...

If you'd like, we could time skip to the hunt after this : ) // "Maybe if we hunt close to ThunderClan we could catch a rabbit?" “That’s a great idea!” SnakeShine congratulated CherryPaw’s idea, his chest puffing in pride at his and his apprentice’s like thinking as to how to get on...

Sorry about the quality! Idk I’m off my writing game for some reason :/ // The black and gray tabby slide down the muddy, mud catching under ThornMask’s claws clumping her paw’s fur together. “ThornMask! Thornmask!” CherryPaw called out. As her amber eyes caught on the red furred apprentice...

“Great to hear!” chirped ThornMask with a toothy grin and chuckled, giving a rough supposedly friendly affirmative swat to HoneyPool’s back. SnakeShine grimaces at the rough sound of her paw hitting her pelt, familiar with his sister's more oblivious and brutish behavior. He gives the...