Post by Miss Mayhem on Jul 10, 2018 3:00:50 GMT
screechstar
Shadowclan leader
I'LL TAKE MY THRONE LAY IT ON A MOUNTAIN; MAKE MYSELF A KING
A large burgundy tom stalked among the thick coniferous trees that surrounded the territory that he called home, that he ruled proudly over. Dark and mysterious and just how he liked it. Shadowclan was well know for their secretivness and how they tended to be more hostile to other clans when it came to everyday run ins. It instilled fear in the other clan's when they didn't know much about a potential enemy. It wasn't like Shadowclan entered a lot of alliances or got cozy with a specific clan, especially since Screechstar became leader of Shadowclan. He wanted the other clan's to know that Shadowclan didn't need let alone want their help. They were strong, powerful and fearsome warriors who wouldn't be easily screwed with. He'd make sure anyone who dared to cross him let alone try to foolishly attack him would suffer from his fangs and claws. It wouldn't be a simple and quick punishment. No... he'd take his sweet time and enjoy the sweet thrill that having someone under his mercy gives him. Most would think it's blood curdling by the sense of dominance and pleasure it gives him, but to the large feline it was simply pure ecstasy.
The tree's started thinning and the rancid stench of the Thunderpath alerted the tom of his whereabouts. He was finally at his destination. The thunderpath tunnel. Clearing his mind the leader of Shadowclan eyed the thunderpath with a stink eye before entering the tunnel that leads him to the shared border with Thunderclan. The tunnel was dark and while it didn't smell very good it did bring him some comfort when he smelt the scents of his individual warriors from a previous border patrol. The faint light on the other side warned Screechstar that he was approaching the other side.
Leaping out rather gracefully and boldly the large muscular tom flitted his dark emerald eyes over rival clan territory. Thunderclan was much like his home only the trees had more space to grow and allowed light to filter through to the forest floor. To be completely honest it was rather appealing, both in a 'I want to take over this territory' and 'ah how peaceful' kind of way. Letting out a disgruntled sigh Screechstar started marking his side of the border.
"He Talks" He Thinks He Acts
The tree's started thinning and the rancid stench of the Thunderpath alerted the tom of his whereabouts. He was finally at his destination. The thunderpath tunnel. Clearing his mind the leader of Shadowclan eyed the thunderpath with a stink eye before entering the tunnel that leads him to the shared border with Thunderclan. The tunnel was dark and while it didn't smell very good it did bring him some comfort when he smelt the scents of his individual warriors from a previous border patrol. The faint light on the other side warned Screechstar that he was approaching the other side.
Leaping out rather gracefully and boldly the large muscular tom flitted his dark emerald eyes over rival clan territory. Thunderclan was much like his home only the trees had more space to grow and allowed light to filter through to the forest floor. To be completely honest it was rather appealing, both in a 'I want to take over this territory' and 'ah how peaceful' kind of way. Letting out a disgruntled sigh Screechstar started marking his side of the border.
"He Talks" He Thinks He Acts
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