{somewhere, out there, beneath the pale moonlight}

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    demurepaw stared unhappy into the moonlit marshes and beyond. she's always felt like an outcast, one who shouldn't be in shadowclan. the apprentice even seriously considered moving to another clan or leaving for the loner life. she'd probably have already done the latter, if her mother hadn't left her in shadowclan. she must've put me here for a reason. demurepaw thought, trying to convince herself. then again, i wouldn't be having this problem.
    although the dark bluish she-cat already resided in shadowclan for about five moons, she only made one friend, flintpaw. unfortunately, he died of a car accident exactly a moon ago. actually, demurepaw was standing before the thunderpath he was hit on, wondering why he had to die. demurepaw wondered why anybody had to die, her friend, and before that, her mother. she wasn't a hundred percent sure her mother was dead, but if she was alive, she would've never left demurepaw. after her death, the apprentice slowly guessed that her mother probably got a fatal sickness and didn't want her kit to see her death.

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    this is how an angel dies.


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    "hey kid, you okay?" lemniscatecross trotted over to demurepaw, recognizing her as one of the family that he himself had started; the ferociters. some sort of rodent hung limply from the obsidian serval's gaping jaws, as he dropped to the ground and tilted his ebony head at the apprentice. "i wouldn't usually say this, but i guess you need cheering up."


    ooc.


    blame it on my own sick pride


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    "i guess you're right." demurepaw replied. there wasn't a point in saying she was happy. "but really, i'm fine." she didn't want to burden others with her problems, that would be too selfish of me. she thought. "nice catch, by the way." the apprentice meowed, nodding at the rodent lemniscatecross caught. it was also a nice way to change the subject.

    "Hello there, Leminscatecross, Denurepaw. How are you both?" Rookfeather, as usual, was positively glowing with cheer. The black tom's yellow-eyed gaze swept over the serval and the apprentice. The latter appeared slightly downcast, and while he knew it wasn't entirely his business, he still felt the need to cheer her up in some way. The only trouble was that he didn't know her at all. However, that wouldn't stop the deputy from doing his best.

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    CandyFangs.




    A ghostly white and thin figure seemed to slip out of the dark hue of the shade cast by the snow-flecked ferns.
    "Hello."
    The shadow-clanner purred, waving her tail as she took a seat by the road. Acknowledging LemniscateCross, RookFeather and DemurePaw with a quick dip of her head. Funnily enough, she didn't find the apprentice familiar whatsoever. Had she ever seen the cat before? Oh well. She seemed rather dulled in aura.






















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    Shaking and his breath stuttering with each step, the apprentice eventually made it along. "Howdy everyone," the small tuxedo greeted with a dip of his head. Johnnypaw offered a smile to Rookfeather, Demurepaw, Candyfangs, and Lemniscatecross, but then looked away.

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    CandyFangs.




    CandyFangs gave JohnnyPaw and LostSilver a curt dip of her head as a greeting. JohnnyPaw was familiar, though she barely saw him around much. He was either inactive, or they just didn't happen to come across eachother. Most likely damn roleplayers timezones though. However, LostSilver, of course she was familiar.
















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    demurepaw knew that most of these cats didn't know her, but she knew them from moons of observing quietly whenever she could. now the apprentice knew almost everyone's name in shadowclan. "i'm alright." she meowed after respectlyfully nodding to the deputy, rookfeather. he must have more important duties to than talk to an apprentice. after taking a deep breath, the bluish cat started to introduce herself. "hello, my name is demurepaw. you may or may not have seen me around here before."