LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME &. announcement

[CHILLEDSTAR.]

they knew what needed to be done. they stood atop the clan rock, watching the clan just for a while. they're not sure what else they could do but... this was necessary. they needed to rid themselves of this many frogs. it was becoming dangerous. it was becoming more than just a surplus. it was becoming a problem, and it needed to truly be addressed.

"shadowclan! briefly, I need you to gather. we have something to discuss."

this was not exactly what they wanted to be doing but the world never stops. not even when they really needed it to.

"our blessing has turned to a curse. too many frogs means too many chances that predators are around. the herbs are being affected. with frogs in camp... danger will make its way in. we've had enough of bears and sorts in camp to last a life time. so, we are going to the source. we must get rid of the frogs by killing their eggs. I understand this seems... harsh but if this continues, we will not stand a chance here. smogmaw. you will lead the first patrol. take forestshade, stryker, laurelpaw, and basilpaw. i will send out the rest of the patrols tomorrow. dismissed. and if you see any frog in camp, kill it."

———————---***ALL OF MY FEELINGS ARE GONE***———————---​

I LEFT 'EM ALL ON THE FLOOR✧ MAN WHO'S TO BLAME IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME NO MORE

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• — black feline with a white marking across their face, a white chin, a white right front paw, and blue eyes. chilledstar is covered in scars, the most prominent ones being the one across their face, and the one across their neck.
  — 45 moons old; ages the 3rd every month
  — they / them pronouns
  — aromantic / homosexual ; currently not looking / looking
  — child of JAGGED and RAVEN
  — shadowclan ; loyal to shadowclan ; other info if applicable
  — mildly difficult to befriend ; trusts barely anyone; trusts no one outside of shadowclan
  — "speech", thoughts, attacking
  — peaceful powerplay allowed

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[Gigglepaw]

Gigglekit knew full well that she wasn't who Chilledstar had in mind when they called their Clan to attention for a meeting, but she wormed her way out of the nursery and trotted over to where the leader was now explaining the dangers of the surplus of frogs. She nodded her head in slight agreement; after all, she'd been scared by a frog coming into the nursery like it owned the place, when it clearly had no right to be in there! it wasn't even a kit or a queen!

"Get 'em good!" Gigglekit calls out to the cats that were assigned to patrol and get rid of the frog eggs that were amassing out in the territory. She bounced over towards Smogmaw, hoping to catch the deputy before he started out into the swamp - she had an important question, after all.

"Are you gonna eat 'em all?" She asks, eyes wide and blinking. "Can you bring some back for me? I bet I'll like 'em, just like you!"

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• GIGGLEKIT ✩ kit of shadowclan, two moons
  → blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[FERNDANCE]

Gravitating to Gigglekit's side, the cinnamon tabby looked up towards Chilledstar, her tail swaying like a branch in the wind. It made sense, culling the frogs at their origin, but Ferndance felt a twinge of disappointment that she couldn't be the one to do it. Unlike ShadowClan's Deputy, she'd never had the opportunity to eat frog's eggs before and, with Gigglekit declaring she wanted to try them, the she-cat's stomach began to grumble enviously. Reclining back on her haunches as her daughter hopped away, Ferndance turned her attention towards the clan rock once more, the promise of being on the next one causing her to knead the earth. "It's murder time," she cooed to the conscripted cats, swiping her tongue over her lips. "Have fun~"

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[Snowlark.]

[ ༻❄༺ ] The sound of Chilledstar's voice made Snowpaw lift his head to focus attention onto their leader, ears swerved forward as he listened. The frog situation had gotten out of control so now they'll be destroying them at the frogs at their source, it was necessary. Even if it meant they were eventually to go back to a rougher time with hunting down prey this was much better than one of the newer apprentices or a warrior of experience...even himself to run into a predator that would be willing to do anything just for something to eat, it wasn't necessary to keep this going on for so long. Yellow gaze flicked towards Basilpaw with a slight nod, wishing his friend the best of luck with their patrol.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── You ve wasted your life , but thanks for applying ──┐‎

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  "speak""Thoughts"
  
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  Snowpaw ❄ He/Him, apprentice of Shadowclan, 8 moons.
  ⭃ Lithe long hair blue lynx sepia with high white, and yellow eyes. Stubby tail, permanent resting bitch face
  ⭃ Hailfreckle x Mudsplash
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[Swansong]

⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆ 　The announcement comes as little surprise to Swansong. She had doubted the good fortune from the beginning, doubted the supposed kindness of the stars. It seems her intuition was correct.

Her eyes are half-lidded and glassy as she looks to the leader, but there is something almost satisfied behind her disaffected gaze. "Ah - I understand..." the molly murmurs. They know how this world works - tragedy around every corner, death a looming spectre. They have simply accepted it far better than most; death is an old friend to the lethargic warrior.

She continues to murmur to herself, head tilting just slightly in thought. "When we feast, the foxes do feast too..." The leader's wounded state is proof enough of that. "We'll be back to empty bellies and hungry maws before long. So it goes..." The threat of starvation is one they have known for far longer than the blessing of plenty. They have found no salvation in this false blessing. If ShadowClan wants to pull themself from their misery, they must do it themselves, claw their way up. They cannot simply wait for StarClan to drop all that they need into their paws. The stars kindness is not so arbitrary - she knows this well.

‎‎┌── WE FOUND TWO DEAD SWANS ⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆ AND FILLED THEIR BODIES WITH FLOWERS ──┐‎

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  "SPEECH"

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  SWANSONG　⋆⁺₊ ☾ ⁺₊⋆　she / they, warrior of shadowclan, thirteen moons.
  ➳ a pale, silky-furred cream tabby with tired blue eyes.
  ➳ dreamy and detached, known for her perpetual sleepiness.
  ➳ halfshade x smogmaw, littermate to applejaw, garlicheart, & ashenfall.
  ➳ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ➳ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[BLACKSTRIKE]

➼➼ When Chilledstar says ShadowClan, do they include him? Do they look upon him whilst he stands amidst their clan, and see anything other than a starved, treacherous rogue? Stryker hopes that the bicolored leader has too much on their mind with the frog abundance to concern themself with judging him too harshly. And even if they don’t include him as a ShadowClanner, he still comes when they call. Their announcement is brief, yet it gets Chilledstar’s message across rather efficiently: our blessing has turned into a curse. The frogs have begun to draw predators—an abundance has become an overabundance, and the clan is in danger due to it.

The leader announces that Smogmaw will be leading a patrol in an attempt to wipe them out, and the black and white Tom’s tail lashes. "Understood." He looks to the clan’s deputy, wherever he stands, and then glances around in search of Forestshade as well.

➴ i think i found a home

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  STRYKER ❯❯ he/him, former carrionplace loner
  ➼ thin black and white tom with mismatched blue and yellow eyes. calm and nonchalant, difficult to anger.
  ➼ currently on a probationary period; shadowing forestshade.
  ➼ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted
  ➼ penned by foxlore

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[ONYXPAW]

I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH — Truth be told, the rather sudden uptick in frogs had been a boon for Onyxpaw in particular even more than for the whole of Shadowclan. The overabundance of them had made it easy for her to practice her still developing hunting skills, and she had brought in more limp green bodies than she could count as of late. Of course, she knew such a thing couldn't last forever. Eventually she would need to branch out into other kinds of prey, and steel herself for growing more skilled in different. kinds of hunting.

The chimera just hadn't expected it to be an outright issue until Leaf-bare.

She made no effort to hide the frown on her muzzle as she approached, fluffy tail drooping and dragging just the faintest bit along the ground as she processed Chilledstar's news. It wasn't as if Onyxpaw couldn't understand why they were finally eliminating the frogs at their source, but that only made it the slightest bit easier to swallow. Though what else could they do, when the frogs and their other hunters were threatening the very livelihood of Shadowclan? She offered no protest, settled beside Snowpaw as her bright blue gaze flicked towards Smogmaw and his patrol. "Good luck, all of you..." The task they had been assigned didn't seem all that difficult - could even be fun, considering their deputy's already mentioned taste for frog eggs - but it did carry hidden risks. After all, what if they came across another predator eager to make a snack of the frogs' young?

CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH ✦ IT IS KILLING YOU

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  ✧ shorthaired tortoiseshell point and chocolate point chimera with blue eyes
  ✧ 8 moons old; ages the 1st every month
  ✧ bisexual; crushing on yellowpaw
  ✧ daughter of monarchroot and sleetjaw
  ✧ shadowclan born; silently loyal to her home
  ✧ difficult to befriend; shy to most except yellowpaw
  ✧ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ✧ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[BASILPAW]

Blaah, Basilpaw was still all slimy after all of the frogs that had attacked him!. It was quite difficult to get out of his fur to be honest. Mildly annoyed over it the trickster would perk his ears up when Chilledstar called for an announcement with his tongue sticking out as he had just been about to lick his back leg to get ride of some of the slime.

Well, duh, obiviously they needed to do something about the frogblem, you get it?. Frog...problem. Hehe, he was always so funny!. Basilpaw smiled at himself over his own lil inner joke but his smile soon turned into a suprised frown when he heard his name got called out!. Wowie!, he got to go with Forestshade?! on a frog killing mission!. Yay!!. Basilpaw smiled happily but then it got killed of straight away when he heard Stryker's name. Oh, not that scrawny tom again!. Boooooo!!. He guess he had to make sure that tom didn't get any funny ideas when they where out there!. He wouldn't let this imposter try to get closer to Forestshade!.

Basilpaw tried to find Stryker out there in the crowd to give them an owl stare as he was going to make sure to not let his eyes of them for even one second!!. He was Forestshade's personal bodyguard after all!. At least he had self-claimed himself to be one. Forestshade was totally safe in his paws!.

He was ready to go now...sorta although he wished Stryker could suddenly fall ill or something so he had to stay back in camp. Oh!. Maybe he could throw him to the frogs out there. Would that count as murder....he wonderd. Noticing Snowpaw's nod Basilpaw would for the time being let Stryker of his master stare to give them a wide smile. Obiviously he had to make sure to do well on this mission so Snowpaw could say how proud he was to have them as his bond-brother!.

and then he went straight back to stare at Stryker again...yeah, he was totally gonna push them to the frogs.



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