private LOYALTY // amberhaze

TELL YOU YOU'RE THE GREATEST
BUT ONCE YOU TURN, THEY HATE US

Ternstar 25 Moons Female She/Her Leader of Shadowclan
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—— There have been many changes since Ternstar took leadership – eyes trail from clanmates to clanmate; her council nearly halved. And yet... this was the push Shadowclan had needed to grow, wasn't it? Despite leaf-bare sinking its claws into shadowclan, they aren't yet starving - hubgry, sure; but she's lived through far worse. And the newcomers, kits, they seem eager to learn.

And yet something still irks her. Where molly lays upon her throne of bones, tail tapping, she can't help but to think of all those who have betrayed her. Cats who up and left, vanishing into the snow. Cats who mock her - openly and behind her back both. She needs more cats she can trust – that she can rely on to be loyal to shadowclan, if nothing else.

She sits, contemplating, for a long while, before a familiar pelt catches her eyes. A twitchy thing, perhaps the shadowy tom wouldn't be anothers first choice. But when minds turns to what she knows of him - of his willingness to follow orders, to mediate his clanmates squabbles (no matter how successful he actually is), to help. And then he'd fetched windclan at Marbleleafs command, too, hadn't he?

It takes less time for her to make up her mind then she'd have thought, carefully picking her way through the crowd milling about the camp. " Amberhaze — come with me for a moment, "

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// @Amberhaze
 
⚛︎₊˚‧ Nobody ever truly saw Amberhaze, and so the sound of not just any clanmate, but Ternstar, their leader of all people nearly caused him to jump out of his skin. She summoned him with that graceful poise that was typical of her, and yet he couldn't help but feel a prickling sensation at the nape of his neck and along his spine as he approached. She was kind, he knew...but also so effortlessly intimidating. Whether it was due to her personality or stature or if it was simply Amberhaze being the skittish and wary individual he was would be up for interpretation, however the feelings it evoked were the same.

He answered her summons swiftly, stumbling over his paws momentarily in his haste. Thoughts immediately began to swirl inside his head, things like; Did I do something wrong? Or, Am I in trouble? And even more harrowingly, Is Windclan angry with her for what I did at their border? Am I going to be exiled? Are we going to war? The anxiety was quick to consume him, though he would never know what was certain and what was merely speculation until he confronted Ternstar head on. Taking a deep breath in a futile attempt to steady his shot nerves, the gangly tom would dip his head politely towards his leader. "Um- Ternstar..."

His voice was quizzical and uncertain, though with great effort it did not falter entirely. He would take his place beside her and fall into the rhythm of her steps only once instructed. A twitching ear indicated his eager anticipation.
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    AMBERHAZE — HE/HIM ・ 20 MOONS ・ WARRIOR OF SHADOWCLAN ・ PENNED BY SLOANE
    black oriental shorthair. a short but lengthy black cat with a boney build and striking ocher eyes filled with unveiled trepidation.
 
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