shadowclan nonsense?????????? help?

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 19:04
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@Dorian [Sage|Bark]

evening approached shadowclan with caution. he did his best to remain wary of his surroundings. the territory was odd, unfamiliar and frankly, it smelled bad too. none of it was comfortable. the ground beneath his paws was springy due to the moons of pine needles that had accumulated on the forest floor. he sunk down into them and left large imprints in his wake. it was a good thing he wasn't trying to be sneaky, because starclan knows he would've been caught already.

"let's not go too far in. wouldn't want them to think we're up to something." a fight was really the last thing they needed right now. sure, they were both grown warriors, but the two of them against the whole of shadowclan? in shadowclan's territory, nonetheless? they'd never stand a chance. "hopefully we'll run into a patrol soon enough."

Dorian [Sage|Bark]Today at 19:09
@allen [eveninghaze] • Barkclaw

Barkclaw had pliantly followed after Eveninghaze, silent to not sound any funnier for the time being. He felt ridiculous.

He nodded at Eveninghaze's instructions, making sure to not lose any fur, or at least no more than necessary to breathe properly.

Are there any Shadowclan cats around?

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 19:34
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@Dorian [Sage|Bark]

did shadowclan never think to mark their borders? did they even hunt? evening wouldn't bet on it, judging by how devoid of life their territory seemed to be. the longer they had to stay in the marsh, the more evidence of their presence they left. their scent would surely linger for some time after they left, so leaving and returning another day was not an option. they would simply have to wait.

"if nobody shows up soon," he spoke with a hint of irritation, "i suppose we'll just have to go further in." it would be risky, but better to find them and get out than to leave their scent with no explanation. besides, eveninghaze didn't plan on being there all day. he wanted to get back home, curl around minnowkit, tell her nursery tales and pray would never have to leave his sight...

Is there a ShadowClan patrol nearby? Is there any trace of the scent that was at Sunningrocks?

Dorian [Sage|Bark]Today at 19:38
@allen [eveninghaze] • Barkclaw

Barkclaw had staggered back, having gotten his scent near the tree he had bumped into. He felt like a mousebrain. This was awful. He clenched his jaws to keep the fur from falling out, in some vain effort of being useful. He nodded, an attempt to communicate, without losing any fur. There's no way he was going in without answers.

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 19:51
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@Dorian [Sage|Bark]

evening tried his best to ignore barkclaw's stumbling. instead, he focused on the upcoming interaction. he wasn't sure how shadowclan would react to their sudden appearance on their territory. they'd be angry, sure, but how angry? would they allow the two to speak, or would they chase them off? he would have to plan for the worst case scenario... safety was important, yes, but...

"barkclaw. if things go south, we must prioritize keeping that fur scrap safe. physical evidence is the best thing we can have right now." he imagined the potential fighting that the future could bring. the strife, the sadness... it made him feel cold inside. "if we are to fight here, you must run back to the camp with it immediately."

Fifteen [Lion | Ray | 1 | 2]Today at 19:59
@allen [eveninghaze] @Dorian [Sage|Bark]

A sudden sharp, oddly melodic cry rang from a few feet deeper into ShadowClan’s territory.
This was then followed by a few hums that were far more casual than whatever sound had just been produced.
And this was then followed by a voice that belonged to a cat clearly young, but confident enough in a way that showed rather than told how...experienced, this cat may have been.

“You guys get kicks off of hangin’ loose on someone else’s territory while tensions are high, huh?”

One pale, glinting eye opened from within the darkness, followed by another. A set of far too many claws to belong to a normal cat’s paw followed, and soon enough a black and white body was slithering out into the open, eyeing the RiverClan warriors challengingly.
“What, you thought it was smart to go sniffin’ around the night after a murder we—surprise—weren’t a part of?” Raycatcher continued, a toothy grin far too wide stretching across his far as he waggled his head. “I think it’s best you two head back to the water, thanks. Unless you got something you wanna lay on me?”

Dorian [Sage|Bark]Today at 20:09
@Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza] @allen [eveninghaze] • Barkclaw

The mangled warrior stepped back, stumbling again, having done so with the bad leg, cursing. That cat felt off, in so many ways. The claws, the teeth, the patterns. Nothing about this cat felt right. He wanted to spit out the fur and howl at the other clan cats, cursing them for something he knew they didn't commit. The other scent was far too prevalent in every small piece of evidence they had found at Sunningrocks. He blinked a few times. Wait, that was just Raycatcher. He wanted to fight, of course, but he couldn't possibly do that right now. He settled for a glare at the younger tom instead. Barkclaw glowered at the other, his claws remaining sheathed, and his posture as lax as he could be, considering how uncomfortable it was to have a wad of clumped fur in your maw for over five minutes.

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 20:19
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@Dorian [Sage|Bark] @Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza]

the sudden cry made the tom's ears perk up. he stood up straight in an attempt to look presentable. the warrior that approached the riverclanners had a few too many claws for eve's liking. the fact that they were already out made him fear for the worst. still, raycatcher was younger than both of them, less experienced. as far as eveninghaze could see, he was alone too. he would have to stay calm.

the warrior started by dipping his head in a respectful manner. "hello, raycatcher. my apologies for our intrusion, but there were no patrols near the border and i'm afraid our question is rather important... to both of our clans." he locked eyes with the shadowclanner and gestured to barkclaw. "can you tell us who this scrap of fur belongs to?"

Fifteen [Lion | Ray | 1 | 2]Today at 20:27
@allen [eveninghaze] @Dorian [Sage|Bark]

The tabby seemed to scrunch up his nose a little in both disgust and amusement when Eveninghaze bowed his head, his own tail flicking a little with mild discomfort. Raycatcher simply stared at the other for a few uncomfortable moments before swiveling his ears randomly and blinking down at the fur in Barkclaw’s mouth, brows furrowing. Another stretch of uncomfortable silence came about before he grunted, smile falling from his face as he made his way over to the duo.

“You drop this thing last minute to bite me and you’re losing your throat,” He muttered genuinely, eyeing Barkclaw with clear distaste before lowering his head to sniff at the fur between the other tabby’s teeth. He seemed to wince a little at the stench—perhaps he recognized it?—but after he leaned back to study each and every hair with a careful eye, his growing curiosity vanished.
“Yeah, I have no fucking idea.”

Dorian [Sage|Bark]Today at 20:40
@Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza] @allen [eveninghaze] • Barkclaw

Barkclaw couldn't help but want to headbutt Raycatcher, barely refraining, staggering forward due to a pain in his leg. I hate my life. Was his only tangible thought. He wanted nothing more than to leave. This was a waste of time, and Barkclaw was tired. He backed away from Raycatcher, to avoid bumping into the other again, embarrassed about how well he'd been able to stand lately. His leg complained by shooting sharp pain up it, which he grit his teeth, further, into the fur. His muzzle scrunched up in pain, but other than that, he stayed still, and silent. Not wanting to make more of a fool of himself in front of the younger tom, who was undoubtedly going to tease him regardless.

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 21:01
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@Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza] @Dorian [Sage|Bark]

he sat patiently and silently as raycatcher examined the fur. his reaction was peculiar, but hearing that he wasn't sure who's it was made evening doubt his honestly. the fur had to belong to a shadowclanner, didn't it? but if not... hmm. that complicated things quite a bit.

"is the scent familiar at all?" his tone was genuinely curious, bordering on concerned. "i'll be honest with you - we found this on our territory along with the smell of shadowclan. there was another scent with it, though i couldn't quite place what it was from. likely a rogue." his expression dropped into a frown.

"i cannot tell whether this cat we smelled was a suspect or not, but nonetheless hootstar should be made aware." something inside eveninghaze told him that it wasn't just a normal trespassing situation. it was too soon after for it to not be related to sproutpaw's death. either hootstar would realize one of his warriors was involved after all or he'd deny it even in the face of physical proof. either outcome could work out well for riverclan, so long as the other clans stayed wary of shadowclan.

Fifteen [Lion | Ray | Cedar | X]Today at 21:12
@allen [eveninghaze] @Dorian [Sage|Bark]

“I mean, if I’m being honest?” Raycatcher began without a hint of hesitance as he stepped back, looking back up at Eveninghaze with half-lidded eyes and raised brows, ears facing away boredly. “It smells more like...burnt rubber, than ShadowClan. In fact, it’s bringing back some childhood flashbacks for me. Delightful,” He added with a roll of his eyes, shoulders rising and falling loosely.

The odd-looking, cat-shaped creature took another step back, lifting one paw and waving at the two dismissively. “Now—not to sound like a bitch, my bad, but can you two scoot? I really can’t help you with this one, I genuinely have no idea and I doubt anyone back at home will either.”

Dorian [Sage|Bark]Today at 21:24
@Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza] @allen [eveninghaze] • Barkclaw

Barkclaw looked over at Eveninghaze, defeatedly. He still refuse to spit out the reeking fur, everything about this situation screaming to him this was wrong, but he was just too tired to argue.  He dipped his head in thanks, ears and shoulders sagging. The only thing keeping him from snapping at the younger black and white tom was the wad of disgusting fur in his mouth. His tail lashed in the air, but he sidled up to Eveninghaze, leaning on the other tom somewhat. Exhaustion had settled in.

allen [eveninghaze]Today at 21:36
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@Fifteen [Lion|Ray|Cedar|Liza] @Dorian [Sage|Bark]

so their trip was a bust. though disheartened, he was at least glad they would get to leave without a fight. he gave a soft hum in response to raycatcher's analysis of the fur. burnt rubber likely meant monsters, which lead them back to the twolegplace again. he hoped the other half of the patrol found something worthwhile.

"i understand. thank you anyways." he paused for a moment to lean into barkclaw. he must be exhausted. they had been wandering for far too long, he decided. it was time to go back to the camp. there would surely be more patrols in the future. "we'll be on our way then. i wish your clan well."

he turned to leave, moving slowly as to not jostle his companion. it would be a long walk back to the camp. best not push him too much.



Chiro [Hoot🌙| Dust⚡]Today at 21:46
The ShadowClan camp is in a hollow with muddy ground surrounded by brambles, with a narrow tunnel through the bramble wall that can be blocked by a thorn curtain. A smooth boulder, known as the Clanrock, is at the edge of the clearing and is used by the leader to call meetings and lead ceremonies. Underneath the Clanrock and another adjacent boulder is the medicine den, concealed by a thick curtain of ferns and ivy. The nursery is in a small hollow near the center of camp, shielded by a thick thorn covering. The warrior's den is under a large bramble bush while apprentices make their home in a smaller bramble bush not far away. Both of these dens are often decorated with odds and ends found At the carrionplace, though this is more popular with the apprentices. At the edge of the hollow is a large oak tree, and among its roots is the leader's den. Elders make their home in a rotted out tree stump, which also serves as a source of fresh moss for bedding.