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so customary is it for her to take the place behind lichenstar — from her kitten days until the dawn of her warrior name, she had followed that foggy heel like a lily - pale shadow. she has always taken to the front, and did so even today, brushing against pebbletail's flank on her way there...

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SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR grief. she feels it in every breath, every wheeze, every dull - eyed glimpse and drag of her rheumy gaze. she is curled nearby, sunk in the sun - dappled shadows, eyes tired and sunken where they watched the ground in front of her. ants writhe between the...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR blackwater's crash into camp is what first alerts her ; a rapid stomping through the undergrowth that shielded their camp entrance from the outside world. she bristles, alarmed, until he weasels his way into camp with a kitten dangling from his maw . . she...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR thunderclan, stay vigilant. her cousin's words are enough to earn a swivel of her ear, rheumy eyes shifting to where she was rubbing the candytuft whiskers of her face against the edge of sunningrocks. beefang eyes the patrol carefully through the...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR if it had been any other moment, she would have torn after them ; breath even and controlled as her mother had taught her to be, keeping to the reeds until the last possible second lest they scatter off into the sky . . duck was one of her favorite meals...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR shellpool is sunning on a stone nearby, overlooking the pebble - and - moss area the kits tended to play ; inclined upward where the jutting edge overhangs the shallow water, a paw hanging flexed from the side and dangling just over the shimmering surface...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR another day. another vigil. another body dragged into camp, blood marking a copper tail beneath the matted ivory fur of their medicine cat. she was fixed, now . . fixed as she could be, the gouges across her tender flesh hidden beneath a gingerly woven...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR unfeeling, she stands near robinheart ; the cold of early morning dew barely there beneath stone - heavy paws. numbness ribbons up the length of limbs thin as reed stem, rattling beneath curls void of their usual decoration . . wilted petals still cling...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR she is lucky to be so trained in the art of ease ; to be unflinching, still in the face when the boy wheezes softly against her flank. no fool to the way he deflates fractionally and wants to close her eyes in remembrance. the frustration of delicate lungs...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR somewhere, at the very back of her mind, shellpool remembers the day her mothers had changed howlkit’s name. a name to match his sisters, telling of the sky and stars above. she’d been there when he’d been named for the first time, too, even if she didn’t...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR the moon is high in the sky when she wades into the starlit water. voidblack with midnight, stygian in the way it absorbs all alabaster light but the harsh twinkle of pinpoints above ; remnants of some nightmare pulls at her skull, crowds all reasonable...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR the morning is still hazy, mist shimmering just above the crystalline banks that curl ‘round the back of riverclans nursery. she pretends she doesn’t hover. pretends not to keep hawks eye on the toddling figures of her brothers children as if they would be...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR shes found herself here often. not by choice, of course ; the wind still buffets her nostrils like a rush of river tide, stinging runny sinuses dry and raw. shellpool breathes from her mouth as she trods the path alongside the gorge’s gaping maw, a well...

SHELLPOOLSHE / HER, RIVERCLAN WARRIOR combat training. midnightash’s voice cuts through the clearing like a searing claw, softened by the tired smile she bears towards hurriedly gathering apprentices. warriors and apprentices! she calls with all the authority of a leader upon river rock, and...