| Scorchstar |
Male • 96 Moons • Amur x Bengal Tiger (Golden Tabby Morph) | Leader
Location: River - Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Otterleap, Redtooth, Winterflame

Scorchstar lingered for a time along the sandy shore, resting in a patch of sunlight filtering through the canopy. The tips of his paws still touched the calmly flowing surface of the river, tail curled in silent pleasure. Once his unusual pelt was dry he heaved himself onto his paws and headed for camp, his need for alone time satisfied for the day. As he drew closer voices drifted to him from the clearing Shadeclan called home.

"Have you, by any chance, seen Scorchstar?"

He paused just beyond the entrance, waiting for Redtooth’s reply before pushing through the surrounding foliage. “Your concern is touching Otterleap,” he commented smoothly, “but you needn’t worry. I only went for a swim.” As he finished speaking, one of the tigresses joined the conversation and he didn’t see any need to loiter, nodding to the three warriors before launching himself up into a powerful tree that stood at the edge of the clearing, one of its thick branches overhanging the camp. Tigers weren’t well known for climbing, but even with his heavy body Scorchstar still managed it, taught by Spottedcloud when they were young. Her leopard heritage made her an agile climber and Scorchstar had been determined to join her among the branches she so loved. Even now that she was gone it was a habit he kept. He watched his tigers mingle below, gathering to be assigned to patrols no doubt. Perhaps he would join one once everything was settled.



| Firestorm |
Female • 72 Moons • Indochinese Tiger • Warrior
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Indirectly} Darkpaw, Lightpaw, Dawnwhisper

As Dawnwhisper went about collecting everyone for a dawn patrol Firestorm gazed down at the untouched meal resting between her paws, a soft sigh escaping her. Scooping up the monkey, she returned it to the pile before heading toward the sunning-boulder. Darkpaw and Lightpaw would have to select something for themselves once they woke. Worry crawled beneath her pelt and she found herself making a pitstop at the apprentice’s den, relief washing over her once she spotted two mounds of striped fur still curled safely in their nests. Satisfied her cubs were safe, Firestorm continued to the meeting place, resting on her hindquarters once she’d reached the boulder.

Prey Returned: Monkey (20%)



| Spiderfang |
Male • 60 Moons • Sumatran Tiger • Warrior
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Beetlecub, Dawnwhisper, Echosky / {Indirectly} Feathercloud, Ratstar, Patcheart

An amused chuff escaped him as the cub bumped against his chin, leaning down to rub his cheek against her small body affectionately. As she went on to explain her dream Spiderfang suppressed the wave of foreboding threatening to wash over him, eyes shining with concern as his daughter remained silent before describing the creature of her nightmare. He tensed. A large dog with a spotted pelt… That sounded like a hyena, and one very specific hyena came to mind. Why would Beetlecub dream about Rat? She had never seen her, and Spiderfang had always made certain to keep gossip and talk of Mudclan’s rebellion away from his daughter's ears. As Beelecub’s expression changed to one of apology he forced a smile, nuzzling her again. ‘It’s alright my little star. It was just a dream.”

Darkness fell over them as another tiger blocked the entrance, Dawnwhisper’s face soon appearing through the gloom. “Feathercloud isn’t here. I think she might have left already for a walk or some early morning hunting. Let Patcheart know I’ll attend the evening patrol instead please,” he called out, not about to leave Beetlecub alone without one of her parents. Especially not after such a troubling dream. “Why don’t we go wait for your mother outside?” He asked, knowing Beetlecub would likely be hungry soon and hoping he could distract her with a game. “We can play moss ball, or I could pretend to be a vicious boar ready to attack the camp,” he growled playfully, gently nudging the youngster into morning sunlight. Echosky’s comment caught his attention and he couldn’t help agreeing. Of course Beetlecub would make a fine warrior someday, especially if she was anything like Feathercloud.

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"I used to be better. I used to be better. I used to be better."

Otterleap • Male • 50 moons • Warrior • Camp • Mentions: Redtooth; Dawnwhisper; Scorchstar

Listening with slight dissatisfaction to Redtooth's reply, Otterleap huffed and tried not to look too disappointed or ungrateful for the negative answer. He didn't have too much time to elaborate on his disappointment, however, as a dainty, cute tigress made her way over to the pair of large males. "Good morning, Dawnwhisper," he greeted, turning his handsome face towards her, "Of course, I'll head over there as soon as I'm finished here. Thank you." Otterleap turned back to Redtooth and opened his mouth to answer the fellow Warrior, but was interrupted by the smooth voice of Shadeclan's leader. He was slightly startled by the ginger male, his tail halting in its steady swing for a moment, but allowed his face to dissolve into a polite smile. "Of course, Scorchstar," he chuckled, relived, "I just got a bit worried, that's all. The Roaring Call is in a moon, as you know, one worries if the Leader goes missing." He watched as the pale sir left, then turned her head to Redtooth, nodded, then ambled towards Sunning-Rock to wait for the patrols' beginning.


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"It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men."

Beetlecub • Female • 3 moons • Cub • Nursery • Mentions: Spiderfang

Beetlecub received her father's kind words with happy relief and pushed lovingly against Spiderfang's gentle face. "Okay, dad!," she chirped, bouncing to her feet and bounding towards the entrance, where light and the faint smells of other tigers poked through into the cozy warmth of the nursery. "Come get me, you stinky boar!," she hollered, breaking into the morning light. She did not keep running, however. The outside world greeted her with tigers much larger than herself roaming about in all directions about the huge camp. She blinked, grinning, and looked up at all of the adults with wonder. She'd been out of the nursery before, but every time she emerged, she was greeted with the same awe that coursed through her veins as the very first time she'd stepped into the open world. At eight weeks old, the Clan had come to visit her, to see their newest arrival, led by the gargantuan Scorchstar. Now, she waited for her father to emerge, only then would she tear her gaze from her clanmates.

Redtooth | Male | Camp | Warrior | 88 Moons | Mentions: Otterleap, Scorchstar [Minor] Dawnwhisper, Winterflame [Direct]

The striped hessian blinked slowly towards the other male, who seemed dissatisfied with the answer. His tail twitched with slight annoyance yet he kept a respectable silence, waiting to see if there was anything more to be said. He understood the tom's worry yet it was irrational, so many of their comrades have come and gone out of the camp at such an early hour, would it be odd for their superior to do the same? His attention was snagged by a smaller striped figure that had approached, baring news. "I'd best be going then." A patrol was just what he needed to stretch his lean legs and hone his natural protective instincts, perhaps even sharpening his combat skills if any dogs had thought to cross over the borders. As Dawnwhisper slipped away to deliver her message to others, a large ginger and white virile paused for a few moments to converse before continuing on his way. Redtooth flicked a round ear in acknowledgement to Scorchstar's presence but his mind worked solely on the patrolling events as he hauled himself on muscular pillars and angled his broad physique towards the morning patrol's meeting spot. There was nothing left to be said between Otterleap and he and with a final brisk nod of farewell, the brujos seperated. Upon his slow gaited trek, Redtooth glanced to the side to note another tigress, basking on the smooth surface of a rock . He recognized Winterflame and allowed his tail to lift to signal greeting. "Good morn, Winterflame. You're joining the morning patrol as well, I'm assuming?"

((“He watched as the pale sir left.” I don’t know why, but that line was beautiful. xD))

| Firestorm |
Female • 72 Moons • Indochinese Tiger • Warrior
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Otterleap, Redtooth, Winterflame / {Indirectly} Patcheart

It wasn’t long before she spotted more of her Clanmates approaching the meeting boulder and she nodded politely to each as they arrived. Now they need only wait for Patcheart. With so many tigers volunteering for the morning patrol she wondered in silence if the deputy would turn anyone away to attend the evening patrol instead, split them into two groups or have them all go in one large patrol. It mattered little to Firestorm in the end so long as she wasn’t stuck under the hot sun for too long.



| Spiderfang |
Male • 60 Moons • Sumatran Tiger • Warrior
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Beetlecub, Feathercloud, Rivertail

“You better watch who you’re calling stinky!” He growled after her with faux fierceness, following his daughter out of the nursery at a slower pace and emerging into bright sunlight seconds later. He halted behind Beetlecub, grinning as she stared around the camp with the usual awestruck expression she always wore when greeted by the sight of her Clanmates. “Someday you’ll be just as big as the rest of us,” he commented, imagining the day when Beetlecub would become Beetlepaw and later on a warrior. He wasn’t sure how he’d handle her needing him less and less as she grew older, or facing danger everyday on patrols, but he knew that while protectiveness had it’s place he must give her room to grow. Just as he crouched and was about to pounce around his cub in his best imitation of an angry boar, a familiar scent drifted their way and he immediately rose to full height. "Your mother is back.” He announced, scanning the camp until his eyes landed on his mate’s bright pelt. She was speaking to Rivertail at the moment, but he wouldn’t be surprised it Beetlecub went hurtling toward her once she spotted her.



| Thornbite |
Male • 48 Moons • Bengal Tiger (White) • Warrior
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Otterleap, Redtooth, Winterflame / {Indirectly} Dawnwhisper, Patcheart

While she hadn’t directly approached him, Thornbite had overheard Dawnwhisper issuing out a patrol order in Patcheart’s stead and slowly trailed after Redtooth and Winterflame as they made their way to the meeting area. His pale pelt made patrolling in the sun easier and no doubt he wouldn’t have much issue with being assigned the evening patrol as well as this one. Thornbite merely needed something to do rather than hang around camp. He sat at a distance from the others, ears perked to pick up on any potential conversation, but otherwise uninvested in joining in.