private SERPENT'S NEST : ̗̀➛ SNAILBERRY

[RACCOONSTRIPE]

Guard duty is rarely left to cats not implicitly loyal to Skyclaw; the moonlit silhouettes standing in the clearing are not cats he wishes to hear his proclamation. Star-silvered eyes seek another pelt, near the nursery, pale and rosetted. "Snailberry." He slips by the cats standing sentry, a warm smile creasing his muzzle. It's empty, but those not paying attention would not know this.

Can I trust her? He searches Snailberry's features, unsure. I have to find out first. Wildheart and Stagstrike had been easy to decipher; his apprentice bled from his soul, and Stagstrike had been outspoken against Skyclaw and his warriors since the beginning. But Snailberry... he isn't sure where she stands now.

"I was just on my way to visit the kits," he mews, flicking his ears in a friendly greeting. "Are you headed to bed, or...?" Who are your true friends?

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: @snailberry
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• Raccoon . Raccoonstripe, he/him w/ masculine terms.
  — "speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 44 moons old, ages realistically on the 5th.
  — mentored by n/a ; mentoring Thistlepaw ; previously mentored Wildheart, Moonwhisper
  — thunderclan lead warrior. gray wolf x howlingstar, gen 2.
  — currently mated to Nightbird.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh black tabby with white and dark brown eyes. charismatic, charming, calculating, ambitious, shallow, manipulative.
  
  

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[snailberry]

”Nya, yeah?” They respond with an owlish tilt as she turns to face the son of Howlingstar. Her fluffy tail sways behind her as she licks a paw and swipes it over her ears, curiously watching Racconstripe before he speaks again. The followers of Skyclaw never bothered her, as they didn't like her (or were intimidated by her strange personality), but she didn't like them either. He seems to be searching her for something which responses her to tilt her head to other side, a confused expression on her face. The lead warrior then speaks up once more, and she giggles softly. ”Raccoonstripe is a good father. Snailberry knows Nightbird is proud to have you as her mate, nyaa~” Snailberry would coo softly with compliment.

His question makes her think for a moment before shrugging, ”Nya, maybe. Snailberry finds it hard to sleep when it's hard to trust anyone.” Who knew if she would be slaughtered in her sleep or have the person next to her killed in their sleep? Skyclaw's followers were unpredictable and sometimes it was better to be naïve with your lips shut instead of possibly leading to her needlessly dying. ”How are the kits adjusting to everything, nya?” Snailberry inquires with slight concern in her mint tea gaze. Undeniably, it was hard for his and Nightbird's kits to adjust to the sudden change and witness their uncle murder their grandmother in front of them. Hopefully, change would come soon and their little family could be happy, and be able to heal from the grief they've sustained.

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