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    she could smell the whole damn clan.


    thebe sat just outside of the entrance to camp, facing the forest, eyes wide albeit unseeing and ears perked. she was listening for anything out of the norm, any threat, ready to give a warning in the event that some unforseen danger fell upon her radar. but, she was finding it difficult to smell for new.


    the ivory feline could smell generations of paws that had trod upon the earth, the young and the elderly, the new and the old. she could smell the kits bumbling in the nursery, the warriors who had left for patrols and who were returning. she was blind, granted, but the past fifteen moons of her life had trained her to use her other senses to see. to smell and hear what was around her and make a mental picture, to some degree or another.


    the feline sat, on her guard post, and waited for... well, anything.

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    "hello! you're new to shadow clan, aren't you?" came the peppy voice of littlepaw as she approached the other she-cat. the young medicine cat apprentice had been leaving to collect herbs when she noticed an unfamiliar figure guarding camp. due to her coma induced amnesia, littlepaw automatically assumed there had joined when she was knocked out, though in reality the girl had joined on the exact same day littlepaw woke up.
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    He tracked back to camp, steps surefooted across the soft ground, and head high. But his jaws were empty, despite having been out since early morning. His dark face tight with rage, the emotion boiling up and out into his light eyes. Burning there with an intensity he used to glare imaginary holes in the woodwork.


    The hybrid didn't even seem to notice the apprentice and invalid until he was almost upon them. Coming to an abrupt halt so close his sudden snorted breath likely washed rudely over them. He stared down at first Littlepaw, whom he simply narrowed his eyes at, and then the blind one. A glare was useless on her, but he proceeded to do so anyway.


    "Shouldn't you be in the elders den or something?" His tone was cold. "Somewhere that's not in everyone's way, where you are a liability to your own safety and everyone elses?"


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    despite not recognizing the voice, she recognized the shadowclan scent, along with the sweet scent of herbs, that clung to the younger female like a second fur. she smiled at the apprentice, nodding. "yes, just a few days ago. thebe, pleasure to meet who i assume might be one of the medicinal ranks?" she inquired, head tilting, curiosity written on her expression.


    at the tom's harsh words, the felines brows furrowed. she didn't flinch, she didn't snap back. instead, she turned her head to him, quirking a brow. "shouldn't you be doing something other than gossiping like a queen? this is my job, and i'm doing it. you do yours and it'll all be swell and grand." she said, tone emotionless as she shrugged a shoulder.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:130%;font-family:verdana]"Well, well. Sounds like someone's getting a little feisty." The sneer of Snakehiss could be heard as he turned out of the warrior's den. "With a senior warrior, no less." He wrinkled his nose, giving a sniff of the air and trying to get a scent on this new cat. She was unfamiliar; she must've been an outsider accepted by Raggedstar (again).


    The dashing black tom stared at Thebe with narrowed green eyes and he lashed his tail, coming to a stop by Littlepaw. "Who are you?" He snorted. He hadn't heard her name since he was out of hearing-range
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    "poke the bear and expect it to bite." she replied without hesitation to the latest to arrive, though didn't bother turning her gaze to face him. it wasn't as though she'd see him anyway. "thebe. and maybe this senior warrior should figure out what others orders are before he tries to give some of his own." she replied, tone cool and like steel, not rude but certainly lacking friendliness.

    [justify]✷ An amused purr would come from the queen as she padded over, meowing her greeting to her new friend. "Hello Thebes... " glancing at Goldenlights, she would pause for a moment, honey hued gaze traveling over the tom. For all his know it all factors, he was one of the few here who didn't know that she had helped thornfang come to power. And yet despite his, he was still able to upset her with that mouth of his. He just ruffled her fur, and she didn't like it one bit . The thought that someone would tell a blind cat that they were useless was horrible. "And hasn't he heard to respect his clanmates. If anything, he should be in the elders den, he's Almost as old as thornfang." you see, Softlight was quite perceptive. She had seen that he disposed her former friend, and had decided to make a quip about being alike to the tom just to get under Goldenlights fur.


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    Nostrils flared. Eyes narrowed into tiny slits.


    She was saved from his cutting response as Snakehiss approached and then Softlight. Their presence nipping his budding temper before he lashed out at the blind cat. He huffed heavily, letting the fur along his shoulders drop. His tone snarky, although not as heated as usual, "and what would your duties be? You certainly aren't going to see anyone coming this way. Can you hear as badly as you can see? If so you'll make a poor guard."


    His body stiffened all over again when he was likened to Thornfang, his head snapping around so that his glaring eyes could find and land on the queen. It didn't matter in what capacity they were being compared, in this case however he was certain Thornfang was much older then himself, it was an insult. One he wouldn't take laying down. "I'll respect the ones who've shown they've earned it, not this flea-bitten wisp of cat whose come from nowhere. Or you. So quick to flea the clan with your tail tucked when Thornfang took over."



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    [justify]✷"I fled because I needed to find my past out for myself. Besides, thornfang would have personally had me exiled had I not left. After all, both me and my mate betrayed him, or have you forgotten?" she would purr silkily. Despite the fact badgerclaw what long since left to join starclan, ever since he had visited her in her dreams she had refused to stop thinking of him as her mate. After all, they would see each other again in death.


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    The hatred that had suddenly sparked between that surprised even him, but it was there all the same. Burning in his gut like acid. "Betrayed him. Like you would have betrayed us."


    The bobcat hybrid snarled up at the taller wildcat, rolling his shoulders forward aggressively. He was no stranger to arguments and in a calmer situation he was witty and factual. But his temper was an easy and dangerous thing, taking away reason and making him reckless. Shoving his broad muzzle up into the others face he snapped, "take a leap off the gorge you overgrown flea-bag!"


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    stress gnawed at the to-be leader as he approached, head already thrumming with the guarantee of a headache to come sometime later in the day. he was expected to lead shadowclan. unluckily, shadowclan was a pawful as just a warrior. starclan give him strength if he were to hold these warring members at bay.


    "none of you are to harass thebe. is that understood? judging her by her difference is offensive and shallow." his words were stern, telling that there would be no room for argument on the matter. two had befriended the blind she-cat and, as of now, she was probably who he was closest to on an emotional level. she understood him and in a way they both existed on a level apart from the rest of the clan. seeing her being heckled was taken almost personally.


    twoface sighed then. were he human, he would have been massaging his temples in an effort to battle his overworking brain. "do you all have to argue? life would be loads easier if the lot of you would just get along and stop bickering like kittens fighting over a mossball." his eyes were narrowed, cast off to the side somewhere instead of the group of cats he'd approached of his own accord. he was high-strung and it showed.
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    she was a bit shocked at the amount of strangers defending her, and it was apparent by the way her brows seemed to recede at each and every comment made in her favor. she wasn't used to others caring, on any level. one thebe, none... other dude, she thought to herself, realizing she hadn't actually processed the strangers name. had anyone said it? she should have been listening more closely.


    twoface, yet another who she liked very much, approached and argued in her favor once more. she smiled at him, delighted by what felt like consistent kindness from her first clan-friend. and thankfulness, for he'd said the toms name and she'd committed it to memory. nodding, she cleared her throat. of course, a question was the first thing to escape her lips, curious and an automatic, and inevitably doomed to fail, attempt at lightening the situation and the tension crackling in the air like a whip.


    "what's mossball? is that like... a food?" she inquired, genuine confusion and curiosity on her features.

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    Goldenlight is an older warrior of ShadowClan. He isn't doing much as of right now, simply hunting and patrolling.
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    He glanced at the deputy, fury still burning in his eyes, but he worked to get his temper under control. Jerking away from the serval with an audible snap of his jaws. His mossy eyes glared holes in the trees, refusing now to acknowledge them. He didn't need to be told twice to stand down. Even if he hated listening to a cat he didn't know well enough to respect.


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