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[Briarthorn]

.·:*¨༺🕷༻¨*:·. Rain-swollen mud pokes through cushiony pine needles and threaten to swallow ebony paws whole as they weave familiarly through the star-lit marshland. The huntress found herself prowling through her clan's territory under the cover of night more often than not as of late, relishing in the freedom of stepping out of the mandatory gaze of another warrior following her out.
Cicada’s scream against the crickets song, it’s almost ironic how much more alive the marshland is when the sun dips below the horizon. There is no breeze to find solace in tonight, the stagnant air making for a more challenging hunt. On the sound of faint rustles and chitters alone, Briarthorn has found herself following a hot trail, the bitter smell of rat filling her nostrils tells her that she is close to her prey.
Her shadowed form breaks through a thin wall of overgrown grass and reeds, knowing just beyond the plant-based barrier lies only a small pocket of land before it falls away to the stream, and she’d be able to corner her prey swiftly.
As she slips through the stalks, it is only as Briarthorn finds herself on the other side that she notices another scent intertwined with her hunt. Electric hazel optics narrow, swiveling to a moon-lit form of another, who’s marbled jaws clutch a dead rat. Briarthorn slows, fully emerging from the grass with a dumbfounded blink. Running into another Shadowclanner in the middle of the night was not an abnormal occurrence, Briarthorn just detested the fact that the cat who intercepted her hunt was also the only one who seemed to stir something strange in the steely warriors stomach, something Briarthorn wasn’t stupid enough to pretend wasn’t there. Large ears flick slightly backwards, her brain scrambling to form the right words. "You stole my rat."

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── ALL YOU HAVE IS YOUR FIRE ⋅ ࿏ ⋅ AND THE PLACE YOU NEED TO REACH ──┐‎

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  BRIARTHORN ꔫ she/her, warrior of shadowclan, 12 moons.
  ⭃ slender, lean-muscled black she-cat with sharp hazel eyes & large ears.
  ⭃ daughter of Forestshade && Vulturemask ࿏ sister to Screechpaw && Sweetpaw
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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