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His eyes narrow. He cannot help but feel appalled, how in the world did she not have a name? Something burns in his mind, something searing, something scorching. Anger, perhaps, but not at her. Not directed to her, never at her. They cannot help it, they put an exasperated paw to their cheek and...

The trek back was long, stupidly long really. The whole time his mind made up various excuses that he knew wouldn't need to be said. But at the same time, he was angry. Angry with the kids mother leaving her on Shadowclan territory and calling it a day- I mean, who does that? Specter would never...

I'm sorry I didn't mean to lie. If he had not been staring at the scrap of fur then he most likely would not have heard her. Their tail lashes to and fro, something tugs at his heartstrings. Its much akin to a distant call, the way it gradually makes itself known. Green eyes narrow in thought...

They've returned to camp and Specter should be grateful, really. He should be happy they get to sleep in their nests even if the state of their home is in shambles. But... No matter what he does, where he looks he finds their blood splattered across the earthen floor below. Even if washed away...

When Specter had been approached, he hadn't exactly been too keen to return to the old camp. Memories of Chilledstar being struck down flashed behind his eyelids at the very mention of it, but he reluctantly agreed. And by that, he had said yes instantly, because Starlingheart needed the herbs...

His first reaction is an amused twitch of his whiskers, and he planned on keeping it at that- except... He can't help the pull of his lips, an odd smile as he begins to chuckle to himself. "That was terrible," he grins, dropping his head low and shaking it before he returns his sight back to the...

PHANTOM ; SPECTERMASK — ✦ GENERAL — hummingbird, summer sun ✦ SPECTERMASK, will react terribly to anything close to his old name ↪ specter after his ghost-like demeanor, mask for his facial marking ✦ trans male, he/they ONLY ↪ gay | monogamous ✦ 30 months, ages realistically ✦ shadowclan...

Specter doesn't want to be here, not at all. But Chilledstar is getting ready to go on the great rock, or whatever these cats call it, and they're only here for them. No one else, not even to... Really represent their clan. Eeriepaw wasn't picked to go, and Specter finds themself worrying about...

A green gaze catches Chilled, commanding and... tired looking. They announce those that are going to the gathering, and Specter nearly frowns upon hearing their name in the line-up. Naturally, they guess, but it's not really something they want to go to. To sit through god knows how long of...

spectermask [♂] - warrior - a tall, lanky black tom with a white face and white paws @spectermask

"We'll do a brief once-over of a spar," eyes trail Eerie's movements, a huff as a particularly strong wind batters against his back. He doesn't want to do this, and he wants to let the kid rest, his face is irritable despite his struggle to keep it calm. "I want you to be able to fight, even...

He nearly lets himself cry, but he keeps up his appearances, a soft sigh tumbling from their mouth. Chilled graciously accepts, and their purr is kind as they bump his shoulder. They turn to move in to their den, and Spectermask doesn't move at first. A certain loneliness settles in their heart...

"Trust me, I get it." a man lost in his own head, Specter turns a green gaze to carefully watch Chitter's movements. Chitter was seething, rightfully so. Wide eyes, a smile, Specter tilts their head up with a hum. Did he always smile? He now tilts his head to the side. "Well, I don't, truly, but...

He's still crying. There are tears that wet his cheeks, silent sobs that wrack his body in violent shudders, and he nearly misses it as he carries his best friend. A final resting place, maybe, and he nearly wretches at the thought. His whole body feels as if he's been submerged in ice and his...

Specter is drawn forth by Chilled's announcements. Comfrey, Jitter and Yarrow are all called to be apprentices. He throws his voice in to the air as everyone else does. And then Sabletuft is promoted to a lead warrior, Specter's nose wrinkles. Unlucky, he thinks, Shadowclan has had misfortune...