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CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ She was surrounded by nosy kits. Ratshadow takes a break in her bone chewing meal. Looking around at the cats that had gathered. The older warrior had no idea that she was so popular. Her tail flickers side to side for a moment as she thinks. Moving...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ “It may be warmer there than it is out here.” the feline mused as she peers at the two. Ratshadow liked small spaces. Curling up to get all comfy and warm. It was a pleasure she didn’t often find. But Wolfkit was a kit and had all the time for such...

Ratshadow [♀] - Warrior - A small ruffled black cat with a heavily scarred face and brown eyes @Ratshadow

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Prey was lacking. Cats were going hungry and some had gotten desperate enough to eat crow food. Truly disgusting. Ratshadow had been through many terrible leaf-bares. She had eaten gross things to stay alive. When nothing was around and her stomach...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ More than one deputy was too much. But these were kits playing so there was no point in arguing their little game. Ratshadow stood from her spot and padded on over. Giving a firm nod. She didn’t care if she was labeled deputy or warrior. The warrior...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ When Ratshadow was a kit she remembered playing similar games with her siblings. She had been a power hungry young cat. Play fighting with her siblings and taking pride when she could pin them down. Cherry and Briar had been rather healthy till a...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Ratshadow had never been a ‘beautiful’ cat. She is smaller than average, her short black fur often sticks up in different places, and now her face was heavily scarred. The feline had been named after rats. Nasty creatures. As a kit, some tried to tease...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Tending to the resting spots of the dead was honorable. She had a vague idea of where her mother and sisters had been buried. Back before there were clans. Somewhere in the marsh group’s land her kin were laid to rest. Ratshadow didn’t visit that spot...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ What in Starclan were they doing? The small black cat watched as Ferndance and Mothkit moved strangely. At first, she thought maybe the warrior was trying to teach the kit something. Like how to move slowly before pouncing on prey. But then it became...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Utter disgust flashed over her face as she watched the cat willingly cover themselves in mud. Ratshadow couldn’t believe a cat would think it would be fun to dip themselves in mud. If it was to do something useful then she would be more understanding...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ She nearly rolled her eyes at his attitude. Ratshadow had known Pitchstar for a long time and the urge to bonk him on the head was strong. But he was the leader and she didn’t need to give the cats around them more reason to doubt him. Starclan picked...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Pitchstar had upped and died. Again. Ratshadow was not his mother and did not want to baby him. The leader was a full grown cat. Perfectly able to take care of themselves. “You should take better care of yourself.” The senior warrior comments, dropping...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Ratshadow never considered herself to be pretty. The small black cat often has tufts of fur sticking up. Her emotionless face was undesirable and the jagged scars on the side of her face added nothing in the beauty department. So a little mud caking her...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ When she first meant Pitch she never thought he would one day be her leader. She knew she would watch him grow, just like any cat. Ratshadow had seen many cats grow up and become fine cats. She had also seen many meet their end. But, she never thought...

CALLED TO DEVIL AND THE DEVIL DID COME ✧ Ratshadow had been a rather playful kit. Which was probably hard to imagine for those who didn’t know her till now. The senior warrior was stone-faced, harshed when needed, and scarred from seasons of harshness. She wouldn’t consider herself to be mean...