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( ✧ ) This is the farthest he has stepped into the moors in many, many moons now. DuskClan, while growing in prime youth, was still in a perpetual fall of collapsing in on itself because of it's unskilled youth. Privetfrost, Gravelpaw and Hungerpaw could only compensate for so much. It is...

( ✧ ) The final evening before he would journey beside Rumblerain once again. At the very least they will give the Clan a celebratory send-off with a new warrior, one Hollowcreek had seen and felt claw his way through to this moment. His burnt honeyed gaze sought for the tom in the crowd...

( ✧ ) "Without Privetfrost we could nap in between. Surprised he didn't turn over and start trying to mentor you sometimes." The dark wine tabby was a workhorse of a cat, even more than Hollowcreek had been in the glory days of WindClan's strength. At least now that he was finally a warrior to...

( ✧ ) They've caught themselves for recruitment once again under the premise of recruitment. Hollowcreek had been pleasantly surprised with the untapped potential he's dragged in before, Possumscratch being the most prominent. They approach a twoleg nest that Rumblerain appeared to be more...

( ✧ ) Broad shoulders jutted harshly against ghastly skin, slinging to waning muscle and flesh as Hollowcreek clung to survival. Rumblerain had commanded they journey twolegplace once again and the fading memory of more supplemental food carved a gnawing hunger within every inch of his being...

( ✧ ) Dry grasses crunch beneath the paws of a once-considerable beast among the moors. Now whittled down to a scrawny, looming figure, Hollowcreek is careful in each step. He is not the powerful fighter he was once renowned for in his former home. The lack of stock in rabbits made dsure of...

( ✧ ) The aftermath of raiding WindClan had sorely bruised the ego of DuskClan's reputation, Hollowcreek owuld think. Granitepelt had announced so assuredly, as if the stars could not possibly protect the Clans from their wrath. Now he was just bones and infected flesh, somewhere they did not...

( ✧ ) 'Possum had been an unsuspecting success on Hollowcreek's return from twolegplace. He had expected to see them mangled from a moment of weakness, to find their way of life overbearing and fall back to the days of scrounging twoleg trash from a bin. But evidently, he had been proven wrong...

( ✧ ) The fight with WindClan had soured in a single blink, wholly unprepared for not only the early return of Sunstar's gathering but the sheer amount of warriors that had still remained left behind in it all. The scratches he had earned from Dimmingsun had stung and ached, and while he...

( ✧ ) Since the Daylight Warriors had offered some sliver of assistance, Hollowcreek had not thought their adventure in twolegplace would be entirely chaotic. Dangers still lurked about, of course. Monsters whipped by at any turn, dogs barks and brayed behind clanging fences, and not every...

( ✧ ) Twolegplace was a beast with many faces. DuskClan's numbers were not grand by any means, and Granitepelt's suggestion for Rumblerain to traverse it alone with a kit in tow was not incredibly reassuring. They were not a Clan to consider themselves lucky by any means- their formation the...

( ✧ ) There's nothing very impressive about this one. Twitchy and chatty, Hollowcreek wouldn't pin 'Possum as much of a fighter when they would need one. His mission was to recruit, though, and opportunity did not always look like prime potential such as himself. They may be able to reform...

( ✧ ) Granitepelt's call pulled the hulking tabby forward with a tired gait. The springtime sun warmed his back in a way that made an afternoon nap roll in easy. If it weren't for the burst of new prey abound he would have deprived himself of such leisure, and clearly the new season would be a...

( ✧ ) Despite the countless moons he lived and breathed for the moors, for the muck-ridden shadows of the marshes, Hollowcreek did not feel such heavy remorse to have lost it as he expected. The tragic loss of their matriarch, Sootstar, had stirred more feeling in him than being ousted to lands...

( ✧ ) The retreat had been a complete mess and Hollowcreek had been nearly stubborn enough to let himself fall in battle if it meant fighting for Sootstar. He was just selfish enough to have some self-preservation still, but he did not flee to immediately follow Granitepelt's trail. Another...