Recent content by shriketalon

A twitch of a smirk graces their maw as he stares at Jitterbug. "I guess not." Ey give the impression of confidence, a lack of shame at least of being caught breaking the code. Shriketalon doesn't mind Jitterbug's boldness, it's refreshing to see especially for someone who he assumed has lived...

A small chuckle escapes him, blinking in surprise that Buzzardpaw didn't notice that he's grown over the moons but they suppose that must be the case when you can't look at yourself. "Mm, I think you're still tall, taller then when you were assigned to me." They lift their paw to reach where he...

"You've been getting taller" there's an awe in his voice as he addresses Buzzardpaw. It's pretty cool, seeing this kid grow up. Yet it does remind him of the fact that they're quite a few moons into their training. She's been improving a lot, he reckons that they could probably fight and win...

He supposes that things are a little easier while hunting without his apprentice by their side, as much as they adore Buzzardpaw there are times where they yearn to hunt by themself. Enjoy the silence crouch walking through long strands of grass and reeds, sinking further and further into the...

The climate beyond the lost fight has been nothing short of tense, Shriketalon can understand the frustration but he doesn't feel that strong retrubution that the more patriotic clanmates did. Fortunately no family had been in that fight, they have no score to settle beyond the standard bruised...

Jagged. Shriketalon's muzzle scrunches. Even the stench of Carrionplace is managable to them but the mention of that rogue is enough to cash in their stockpile of disgust that they keep hidden in the wings. "Did he say anything to you?" They press, not uncaring, still managing to make sure their...

"No need to flatter" they remark with a chuckle, just pleased that their attempts of getting to know the romantically wayward inclined she-cat isn't wiped away with a swish of a strong but delicate paw. "Seeing anything interesting?" conversation flows at ease for them, even with individuals...

It had been a while since commotion occurred within camp because of a return rather than a disappearance. Shriketalon had been chatting with a fellow warrior when Buzzardpaw returned (rather having his ear talked off but there was enough enthusiastic nods to seem like they were interested)...

Sometimes Shriketalon forgets that their apprentice is well... an apprentice, things that he has known for moons doesn't come naturally to Buzzardpaw. He has surprisingly taken well to the blunt questions and neutral stances, the neutrality is something that they have learnt to take in stride...

It's hard to not notice Duckshimmer, her very presence is demanding. She is a woman of short sentences and carried a rather grand attitude, while he supposes there are other cats in ShadowClan carry a certain whimsy to them she carries elegance. It was weird, Shriketalon had decided long ago...

"Hey Buzzardpaw, wanna go check out Carrionplace?" they had already explored the territory before, he wanted to save this particular aspect for another day. Judging by Buzzardpaw's curiosity surrounding the macabre plus this being technically their birthplace he thought to save it for now. The...

It's embarrassing for them to snort so loudly yet they do it anyways. "Do ya think if you jumped off me it could get you higher?" they muse with a lazy grin. Tail flicking as they look up at the explosion of colours, the sounds they've heard before. A lot closer in their stint within Twolegplace...

Hopefully Buzzardpaw remembers what they said about the Thunderpath, he decides this is a good lesson and lets the apprentice decide on when to stop. When they get a little too close for Shriketalon’s liking he holds a paw out to stop the apprentice. While he knows they could cross the tunnel...

Between the two borders that Shriketalon would be showing Buzzardpaw today they thought WindClan may be the better start. Mist bellows out from the huff of a breath that comes from Shriketalon as they stand by the Thunderpath. Not close enough to be squashed but as close as their territory...

Owl's aren't the most pleasant thing, as any predator isn't. Though as far as Shriketalon is concerned out of sight out of mind, everything's gotta eat so he won't fault any old predator for lurking around so long as no clan cats were the recieving end of it's hunger. They wonder if they could...