Recent content by scorchfrost

" Yeah.. yeah, you're right. " As always, Fleabounce was right. The den was feeling stifling, the walls were closing in around them, and they would go delirious if they stayed. Maybe this was why elders went odd after some time, saying ridiculous things and lashing out at cats that tried to help...

" Mmm, yeah. I've gotta agree with you there. " Scorchfrost hadn't found anything in the freshkill pile that looked particularly appetizing but, as Ferndance pointed out, the frog did look the yummiest. It wasn't a great margin of difference from the other bloated little corpses but he'd amuse...

Scorchfrost, grumbling as though he were a cat far younger, matched Starlinghearts heavy sigh before giving his expected answer. " I'd gotten some thorn or something in my paw. I pulled it, must've not cleaned it well, and it wasn't too happy with going on patrols the past few days. " He knew...

The idea of Scorchfrost going for a young warrior was, at best, laughable. He wasn't one for nursery-snatching, much less romance. He was old, he worked a lot, he wasn't really that nice, and he just didn't care for it. He tried it out when he was younger, it failed, and he didn't try again. He...

Scorchfrost didn't usually attend gatherings. He was far more preoccupied with keeping his clan fed and their border defended, especially when there were so many cats away from camp. He knew that the gathering was supposed to be a time of peace, it would be low to go against Shadowclan on such a...

Scorchfrost hadn't been able to sleep. He wasn't sure why, he'd been awake long enough and worked hard enough that he should've been exhausted, but he wasn't. He wasn't particularly bothered by it. He wasn't awake enough to get bothered by his thoughts, but he was still aware of himself. There...

Seamus didn't know what kids liked to eat. He knew what he liked to eat and he knew what parents often bought at his store, but he'd not really ever spent time feeding a child. He'd never had young siblings and he'd not had children of his own. He went simple, guessed a few things, and hoped for...

Scorchfrost hadn't had an apprentice in a while. He'd had a few throughout his time in Shadowclan, although he didn't see much of them these days, but it had been a while. He was rusty when it came to taking one apprentice out, much less four of them, but he'd committed himself to it and now he...

The concept of 'coming out' was not a new one for Scorchfrost, nor was diversity in gender. He'd known many cats throughout his life, and had never held judgement for that of which he did not understand. He'd said impolite things in his youth but they'd never been from a place of hate, just...

Scorchfrost wasn't entirely sure why he was put on kitsitting duty. He wasn't terribly busy in the grand scheme of things, sure, but he was still busy. He had patrols to attend to, apprentices to lecture, elders to help, his schedule wasn't very available. He'd not refused though, not wanting to...

" I wouldn't hold your breath on it. " He'd seen generations of young cats grow up before him, all as unwise (or more-so) as the last. He was almost proud when he saw his clanmates make it through the day without a life-altering injury or total breakdown. He knew, just as well as Fleabounce...

Scorchfrost knew he'd been had. He couldn't fib off an infection to get some herbs 'for a friend' or pretend like it didn't actually bother him that much. He'd already tried to tough it out, made himself limp through a patrol and training and just ended up worsening the whole.. situation. He'd...

There was a noise, ever so slight, so quiet that Scorchfrost nearly missed it. He'd thought he was alert enough, his dark ears on a constant swivel, flicking at every noise around him, but if he had to judge by the cat now in front of him? he was getting rusty. He wasn't sure what to make of...

Scorchfrost wasn't one to punish curiousity. He'd had his fair share of apprentices, dealt with more than enough rebellious, risky behaviour, and he knew there was nothing that wouldn't end in issues down the line.. other than participating. He could help guide the apprentices in an appropriate...

Seamus would never admit it, regardless of who asked, but he was actually quite thrilled to be going to a picnic. He hadn't had much of an interest in the events posted in the newspaper before, there wasn't any place there for a random grown man and anyway, he'd been busy with work. His shop...