Recent content by HEMLOCKSHINE

Frozen, Hemlockpaw meets his friend's unsettling orange gaze, feeling like his pelt is being peeled back to expose the entirety of his soul. No part of him is ever hidden from Pikepaw, his best friend and closest confidant. If he can't trust Pikepaw with the truth, which he's undoubtedly already...

It appears Reedfang's fear for his reputation was justified. When he thinks of the uproar that had broken out with the reveal of Iciclefang's crimes, Hemlockshine can feel his stomach start to churn. Reedfang is long dead, far from the potential consequences, so who would take the blame for his...

StarClan must have a sense of humor, Hemlockshine reflects as he surveys the scene. One of Iciclefang's ill-begotten brood, pitted against the ShadowClanner who now sits on RiverClan's council. It's like it was meant to be, in a sick sort of way. Ferngill must have chosen her for a reason as...

cw: how do i even warn for this. sadism? hemlockshine is being awful. Oblivious to the tragedy befalling his Clan, Hemlockshine is completely focused on his prey. She struggles and cries out in futile resistance, catching onto his intentions. Annoyed by her squirming, he tightens his grip on...

A smaller cat than him collides with his side, throwing him off balance. He catches himself just barely, annoyance spikes through his chest as he turns to level her with a stare as cold as the river he'd hidden in. Well, there goes his big fish. Culling the weak it is, he sighs inwardly...

cw: violence A sleek-scaled trout flops on the riverside at his paws. With a sense of smug satisfaction, Hemlockshine bends to deliver the killing bite. Fish blood coats his tongue, making his mouth water. He can't wait to get back to camp and tuck into a good meal with Pikemaw or one of his...

Hiding in the river is almost painful, especially as the ThunderClan leader's foolish, arrogant tones ring out across the cold water. RiverClan's council swiftly puts her in her place, meeting the patrol with claws outstretched and teeth bared, and finally, Lichenstar gives the order to attack...

Every hair on his pelt feels alive with bloodthirsty excitement. Though he maintains his chilly demeanor, it's clear from the light in his eyes that Hemlockshine is eager, and proud to be a part of planning this through some twist of fate. Coldly curious about their unexpected new allies, he...

Gathering materials. He would much rather be sinking his claws and teeth into something living, something bleeding, but he has to set an example for his fish-brained apprentice. Drilling the importance of serving your Clan no matter how boring the task, then proceeding to drag his feet over...

His apprentice's current state is a disgrace, but he's making an effort to participate in the patrol, and Lichenstar had told Hemlockshine to be... patient, after all. And look where that got us, he thinks bitterly, recalling Sunpaw and Owlpaw's public outburst, soon followed by his own more...

cw: mention of past child abuse, paragraphs marked (*) Hemlockshine remains eerily silent as he leads his apprentice away from camp. He wants to be far enough away that his Clanmates won't hear him shouting and question his skills as a mentor even further. They don't have the apprentice that he...

cw: murder, toxic friendships It isn't until after he returns with his search patrol that reality begins to set in. Hemlockpaw quietly excuses himself as they file solemnly into camp, hoping his Clanmates mistake his obvious distress for grief, and bolts for the beech copse. I murdered him...

How utterly foolish Hemlockshine had been, working his apprentice to the bone to try and teach him the meaning of responsibility. How moronic must he be to have thought that Owlpaw would be too exhausted to cause trouble. Fiery mortification blooms across Hemlockshine's pelt, his brief search...