𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙉 ▬ ❛ tales of treachery ❜

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Bearpaw was snoozing soundly in her nest with her tail tucked neatly over her nose. Her paws twitched occasionally as if she was running in her sleep. In her dreams she was creeping up slowly on a mouse nibbling away on a seed it had found on the forest floor. The voices of her clanmates gradually got louder and mouse looked up from its seed before turning and running away into the abyss. Dissapointed, Bearpaw was ready to give her clanmates an earful for interrupting her kill. Then with a start she woke up in her own nest but the voices of her clanmates didn't disappear, they were right outside her den. Hearing Bourbanstride's voice calling for all under the high rock she let out a gasp. "I'm late!" she yowled jumping to her paws and spraying the moss from her nest onto another sleeping apprentice as she scattered out of the den. She skidded to a stop beside her mentor barely stopping in time to not ran smack into him. "Good morning!" she chirped bright eyed and bushy tailed with a feather from her nest still clinging to her pelt. "What are we doing today!" she asked looking from her Lionscar to the deputy Bourbanstride.

Lostface stayed to the edge of the camp. She didn't run to the fresh kill pile as she was nervous about taking prey wihtout catching any of her own. She had adapted to her loss of eye but she still was at a disadvantage and wasn't as good at hunting as some of her other clanmates. She refused to eat without bringing anything home. Hearing Bourbanstrides call she crept forward hoping the deputy would see her waiting and assign her to a patrol.

Jett woke in the junkyard his normal home. He cruised around the place for awhile catching himself a fat rat and scent marking his boundaries in case they got to faint and some crazy tom wanted to wonder in. Eventually though he got bored and left his home heading out to see what mischief he could get into for the day

[swiftwolf]

:: Cedarstar :: She/Her :: 60 Moons :: Homosexual :: Leader :: Mentions; Peachpaw, Firestream :: Tags; Forestream, Peachpaw, Isopodshell ::

Cedarstar turned her head as Firestream padded toward the den. The long legged leader turned her body to meet her gaze as she made her way over to the medicine cats den. "I'm sorry, I thought you were all in here. I must have missed you in the clearing."
Her ice blue eyes looked back into the den to see Peachpaw stirring and sit up quickly. A purr began in the leaders throat as the young cat frantically got to her paws. Cedarstar nodded to the she-cat in greeting and offered her a smile before turning back to Firestream. "Have any of you received any guidance from StarClan?" She spoke in a hushed tone, careful to make sure that only the medicine cats could hear her. She made sure that Peachpaw could see her face in hopes that she may be able to read her lips. Cedarstar knew that the she-cat was young, but she felt that it was important that the apprentice be here for the conversation. " I think it's time we should be looking for a way to communicate with our warrior ancestors. It has been too long since we have properly shared tongues with StarClan." She flicked her ears and dropped her gaze to her paws for a moment, concern in her voice as she mewed "I fear the day when they no longer look over us."

:: Wolfshade :: He/Him :: 52 Moons :: Heterosexual :: Warrior :: Mentions; Ferretpaw, Palepuddle :: Tags; Ferretpaw, Palepuddle ::

The large tom listened as Ferretpaw told him off, calling him crowfood. Wolfshade guffawed at the insult and dipped his head to the apprentice. "How kind of you to look out for me like that." He swished his tail once as the ruffled apprentice went back to ignoring him. The young tom would make a fine warrior, even if he was a furball. Wolfshade stood up and left the apprentice to his grumpy devices, spotting the young warrior Palepuddle approaching the fresh-kill pile. The pale eyed tom approached the warrior and settled down a tail length from them, wiping a forepaw over his ear as he said "Enjoying warrior life so far?"

[razzberry]

❆ — — 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄

a muscular shorthaired snowshoe tom with a dark face and piercing blue eyes
tomcat ∾ 57 moons ∾ deputy ∾ location: camp ∾ mentions: palepuddle, hazelcloud, cavewaters, whisperflight, bearpaw, meadowbrine, wolfshade ∾ tags: cedarstar, lionscar, yellowflower

Sharp eyes watched as his words seemed to have pulled his clan mates from their morning routines to gather in anticipation of the prospect of patrols. Hunting and border patrols were often the highlight of the morning, especially for those who had no apprentice and found they had more time on their paws than others. They were also excellent training opportunities for the clan's apprentices as well. One of his ears flicked back as he sensed his leader nearing and his head turned to follow the direction until Cedarstar came into view as she spoke. "I'll be there as soon as patrols are sorted out" he nodded his understanding to his leader. Through the thrall of cats that had crowded nearby, a large ginger figure edged around them and approached Bourbonstride further. It was Lionscar, a tom whom he'd grown up with and trained beside as apprentices for the most part. He was also someone the snowshoe tom held a great amount of respect for, his capability and courage being something he held great value for. The deputy regarded his clan mate as the ginger warrior offered for him and Bearpaw to be put onto a patrol."Alright. You lead a hunting patrol with your apprentice" he'd been about to continue when another figure neared them meowing out a greeting. "Yellowflower" Bourbonstride greeted the molly and former queen with a dip of his head. "Lionscar's leading a hunting patrol, you can join him. Take Hazelcloud with you as well" the latter of his sentence directed towards Lionscar.

Bourbonstride's gaze shifted from the two cats nearest to him to the rest of the waiting cats, visually sifting through the willing participants. "Cavewaters. You, Palepuddle and I will patrol and refresh the border markings by the pond" his piercing gaze hovered over the massive she-cat, offering a curt nod before continuing on with the last patrol. "The border by the carrion-place needs checking so Wolfshade, Whisperflight and Meadowbrine will patrol out that way. Mentors, it's your decision to bring your apprentices along. Also remember if you have the chance to bring back prey for the clan, hunting is encouraged for all patrols" the large tom finished. Any apprentices that stayed in camp would surely be put to work or sent for joint training with another mentor-apprentice duo. As soon as he'd finished speaking he turned away from the crowd, dismissing them without words so he could find Cedarstar. The sooner he got to the bottom of what she needed to speak to him about the sooner he could get out on his patrol, he didn't want to keep Cavewaters and Palepuddle waiting idle for too long.

❦ — — 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄

a slender shorthaired calico tabby with sea green eyes and long whiskers
molly ∾ 30 moons ∾ warrior ∾ apprentice: starlingpaw ∾ location: camp ∾ mentions: wolfshade, starlingpaw ∾ tags: whisperflight

Tilting her head to glance up at the fluffy molly, Meadowbrine was glad to hear her friend had been able to get a good night's sleep. She knew that Whisperflight suffered from nightmares just like she did, though despite their nightmares being about different situations they both centred around loss. "That's good Whisperflight, I'm really glad" the calico tabby mewed genuinely. Normally when others asked how she was or how she'd slept or anything along those lines, Meadowbrine wouldn't dump her problems on them as she did with Whisperflight and that was mostly because the other molly was pretty much on the same page as her and Meadowbrine never felt as though she was burdening her friend. "In truth, the nightmares had me up before dawn again. I don't understand why they're so bad recently" she answered as her gaze slid from Whisperflight and out towards the rest of the camp.

She'd heard Bourbonstride's call to gather for patrols and since the two were already sitting quite close to where the deputy now had cats gathering near him, opted to stay where she was with her friend. Her paws shuffled aimlessly while she sat and listened to the tom call off names for patrols. Her eyes shot up and ears perked forward upon hearing her name mentioned alongside Whisperflight's and she turned to her friend once more. "It's been a while since we patrolled together, this will be nice!" she purred. They would be joining Wolfshade to patrol the carrion-place border, probably the least exciting border, but nonetheless they'd hopefully be able tog et some hunting done . "Now I just need to round up Starlingpaw before he sleeps the day away" laughter hung in her tone as amusement flickered in her sea green eyes.

♆ — — 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄

a large longhaired dark brown tabby maine coon with yellow-green eyes
molly ∾ 39 moons ∾ outsider ∾ location: woodland ∾ mentions: - ∾ tags: -

- repost. didn't have time to write her up a new one -

The wind whistled outside the entrance of her den reminding her how grateful she was to bear such a thick pelt, especially when the leafbare's around there could be utterly merciless sometimes. Peregrine's "den" wasn't what you'd typically expect of a feline dwelling, her's was in a tree. She'd happened along it years ago by chance when she'd gotten caught outside in a torrential rainstorm and had clambered up the nearest tree to seek a moment of shelter from the buffeting rain. It was then that she'd found the abandoned owl nest. The entrance was fairly large so she had no trouble getting in and out, and the inside itself was quite cozy. It was high enough up the trunk of the tree that the branches below concealed it to anyone who happened to glance upwards which was quite beneficial when she wanted to avoid the eyes of passing rogues.

Peregrine stood from her plush nest and stretched out her body, taking a step over the threshold of the den and set her front paws on the branch just outside the mouth of her den. A deep breath in was all she allowed herself before scaling down the tree, using the branches as steps that were short jumps apart. When all four paws were on the forest floor below, she swivelled her head around to check her surroundings of the woodland she lived in but didn't expect to see much of anything. Not many rogues or loners ventured through here and the clan cats nearby rarely had the itch to come as far as her woodlands.

[VLNNYZ]

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xxxxxxxxxxx!! 𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋
xxxxxxxxx18 moons | medicine cat
xxxxxxxxxve/they | tagged: cedarstar,
xxxxxxxxxfirestream, peachpaw
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isopodshell perks up upon seeing a glimpse of firestream's tail click- turning vis head, ve locked vis gaze onto cedarstar poking her head inside the medicine cats' den. acknowledging her calling for vis name with the flick of an ear, ve slowly hauled verself to vis paws, quickly bounding over. ve glances from cat to cat for a moment, listening to cedarstar talk. furrowing vis eyebrows, ve let out a lengthy sigh- ve was the first one to speak up, dropping down into a sit and curling his tail over his forepaws. "I have not." ve says rather bleakly as ve pinned vis paws on-top of vis tail, in an attempt to stop it from nervously twitching. as cedarstar mentioned the idea of them searching for a way for communication, ve pins vis ears, glancing off to the side for a moment before letting out another lengthy sigh. "I fear that Starclan is angry at us." ve replied in a similar manner, brows furrowing.

"It's early leaf-bare, yet it already seems as if it's about to start snowing- and they have always been vague to us! I'm just worried that if they send us a sign, we might not be able to interpret it." ve confesses, an admittedly nervous expression dawning upon vis face: ve had never been one for catching starclans signs, at least when they were as complex as something like a prophecy: though there hadn't been any signs of danger, ve was nervous when that day was to potentially come. ve didn't make any comment on the suggestion of searching for a potential outlet for communication for a short while, vis teeth clenching together as ve finally let vis chest deflate, lurching forward. "Starclan has never tried to reach out to us in regards to finding something like the Moonstone, back when we were Windclan." ve notes, though vis tone made it seem more like a warning. "If we were to do something like that, we'd need their guidance. Without it, we'd have no idea where to look, and in leaf-bare, that's almost a death sentence."

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xxxxxxxxxxx!! 𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
xxxxxxxxx62 moons | senior warrior
xxxxxxxxxshe/they | tagged: open
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cavewaters twitched an ear as her name was called out, though her expression remained mostly static. she keeps her gaze onto bourbonstride for a moment, before leaning forward and skimming around the camp for palepuddle, who was most definitely the youngest warrior out of the three, only being sixteen moons if cavewaters were to remember correctly: she could use the experience, perhaps. though they initially were to dread going to the pond in broad daylight, maybe the patrol would help them get over that sort of initial disliking.. either that, or cavewaters would get distracted and get into a yowling contest with some overconfident rogue. kneading her claws against the forest floor, she didn't bother to protest the patrol: it would be something an apprentice would do, not going to a location when asked merely because 'you don't like being there'.

slowly, she rose to her paws, watching as bourbonstride dismissed the patrol by slinking off into the crowd. taking note of this, the blue she-cat didn't waste her time making her way towards the entrance/exit of the camp, though there was going to be an initial delay, cavewaters didn't mind waiting by the camps exit- this was regular behavior of hers, and was almost to be expected at that point. her tail swept the ground below, her expression remaining flat as she waited- though, admittedly impatiently.

[enby]

𝑷𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑼𝑫𝑫𝑳𝑬 》

「 16 moons ; young warrior ; she/they/it
mentions- cavewaters, bourbonstride ; tags- wolfshade 」

palepuddle's eyes widened slightly as she heard the voice of wolfshade, large ears perking up and her head raising up quickly. ''it's tough! but worth the hard work, burbonstride trained me well and im grateful everyday!'' her eyes squinted happily and she plopped down, tail swaying gently against the grass beneath them. ''i still have a lot of work to do, and a lot to learn despite it being tough, it's fun in it's own way!'' they nodded gently. their ears perked once they heard their own name mentioned, as well as cavewaters, her eyes gleaming gently as she was assigned to go with her late mentor and a senior experienced warrior. ''i'll see you around wolfshade! have a good patrol with the others.'' they purred out in a happy tone, as they quickly made their way toward the exit with cavewaters, shyly approaching her with wide excited eyes, but she'd conceal her excitement as she didn't want to come off as childish- so she simply sat beside older warrior, giving a small purr as a greeting.

[EndlessBliss]

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Whisperflight
29 moons | Warrior | She/Her
Mentions: Cavewaters, Bourbonstride,
Isopodshell, Firestream
Tagged: Meadowbrine, Ferretpaw

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Whisperflight cared about her friend. She knew Meadowbrine struggled with nightmares that kept her up all the time. She had the same issues but lately, her nightmares were getting a bit less frequent. "Hopefully they will start getting better. You could talk to Isopodshell or Firestream they may have something to help you sleep." She replied to her friend before glancing over to Bourbonstride's putting together the patrols. The molly was glad to hear she would be patrolling with her friend. She also was looking forward to Ferretpaw coming along and hopefully doing some hunting while they were away. "It will be great! I remember when I always slept in when I was an apprentice. Cavewaters made sure to get me into shape though." She laughed remembering her time as an apprentice and her training with Cavewaters. Whisperflight was a handful when she was younger.

Getting to her paws, she looked at Meadowbrine, "I will see you soon. That is if you can manage to get Starlingpaw out of bed." She laughed before walking over to Ferretpaw. "Good morning Ferretpaw. Hopefully, once we patrol the border we can do some hunting as well. I was thinking later today we may try to do some defense and fighting training." She spoke to her apprentice softly. Whisperflight enjoyed seeing her apprentices' determination, he was resilient not giving up on anything task or situation Whisperflight would throw at him. She knew he would be a fine warrior soon.

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Ghost
36 moons | Outsider | He/Him
Mentions: None | Tagged: Jelena

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Ghost was withdrawn from his thoughts by a voice that spoke out. He glanced back to notice the molly who had come out from the foliage. The tom wasn't alarmed, as he didn't want to get into any issues today. He also was relieved that the stranger was not a clan cat. If that was the case he could easily get into a sticky situation. "Why do you want to know?" He grumbled in reply staying seated next to the pond. He wasn't very sure of the molly, which in reality he was never sure of anyone much anymore. He stayed silent for a few moments before looking back at the pond. "The name is Ghost, my apoligies I'm not very good at socializing much." He spoke sincerely not turning back to her. For a moment the tom considered asking for a name in return but he opted not to. If the molly felt like sharing then she would, he didn't feel the need to pry.

[Whistle.Concert]

Silverfur || 38 Moons || she/her || Queen || Tagged;; Open

As the dreary morning sun made its way into the nursery, Silverfur rose to her dainty paws. The chill of leaf-bare was already making itself known, making her joints whine as she stretched. Now, she wasn't old by any means, but the added weight in her stomach was causing her pain in her legs.

"I wonder what the fresh-kill pile is looking like..." She mused to herself, her tail twitching thoughtfully, before she waddled out of the nursery. Already, cats were milling around, organising patrols and getting on with their days. With a yowl of greeting to any cat that would pass by, Silverfur made her way to the pile of moss and twigs that hid her breakfast.

[Rae'tia]

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【Lionscar】
〘 58 Moons | Warrior | He/Him | Heterosexual 〙
➢ Mentions: None | ➣ Tagged: Bourbonstride, Yellowflower, Bearpaw, Hazelcloud

indentationThe large tom glanced at his apprentice as the young she-cat sprang over, an ear twitching as she asked what they'd be doing today. He raised a whiskered brow, "If you'd wait one second you'll see." he meowed quietly in response. Turning his copper gaze back to the deputy as the tom spoke. Hu, a hunting patrol eh? Okay, can do. He thought absently as he turned his gaze to Yellowflower and Hazelcloud. "Good morning Yellowflower, Hazelcloud," He mewed in greeting, "Shall we head out?" Lionscar asked, using his tail to gesture to the camp's exit. Glancing down at his apprentice, he shot the she-cat a small smile, and a quick lick on her head in silent but warm greeting. Lionscar was always quite fond and protective when it came to his apprentices.

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【Frostmask】
〘 47 Moons | Warrior | They/Them | Pansex-Demirom 〙
➢ Mentions: Hazelcloud, Silverfur | ➣ Tagged: Open

indentationThe snow-furred feline sighed, and watched as the younger warrior trotted away. They shook their head attempting to chase away their own morose thoughts, before finishing off the rest of their mouse. Quickly burying the bones afterward, the feline got to their paws and shook out their coat. After a short mental pause, the cat turned their gaze to their fur and mentally sighed. Humming the feline once again laid back down and started to groom their coat, glancing over the clan's camp every once and a while. Their yellow eyes narrowed as they watched Silverfur, waddle across camp to the prey-pile. Their expression twitched as the she-cat yowled a greeting, their ears pinning back and the loud sound. "Is she trying to scare off all the prey for tree-lengths?" They didn't particularly like the queen, as she was far too much high strung for Frostmask's tastes. Though they would admit that they hoped the color-point would make a good mother.

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【Ferretpaw】
〘 11 Moons | Apprentice | He/Him | Homosexual 〙
➢ Mentions: Bearpaw | ➣ Tagged: Whisperflight

indentation Huffing the young tom rolled his eyes as the older warrior padded away. Shaking his head, the tom returned to his meal, relaxing as he finished his meal. Setting the bones aside to bury later, the apprentice got to his paws as his mentor; Whisperflight made her away over. Ferretpaw blinked as the she-cat spoke, but nodded. "Good morning to you as well, Whisperflight." He returned evenly, "A border patrol hum? Which one?" Ferretpaw asked, before abruptly pausing, his dark green eyes narrowing. "Who are we going with? His eyes flickered around camp, silently wondering who he'd be traveling with for the patrol. Dread filled his belly at the thought of patroling with Bearpaw, one of the younger apprentices. He often found himself annoyed with brand new apprentices these days, and mentally groaned about becoming a crabby elder to himself.

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【Jelena】
〘 25 Moons | Outsider | She/her | Bisexual 〙
➢ Mentions: The Clan | ➣ Tagged: Ghost

indentation She paused as the tom spoke, blinking at his grumbly tone and nearly purred out of amusement. While she didn't chuckle, laugh or purr, her whiskers did twitch with silent amusement. The fur along her spine flattened as she relaxed, a whiskered brow raising as this "Ghost" spoke. "Oh, are you sure you ain't the ghost that haunts the pond?" She questioned jokingly, before shaking her head and padding over to the gray and white tom. "I'm Jelena, and I'm new 'round here." Pausing as she sat down a few strides from the tom, her gaze flickered across the pond to Forestclan territory. "I was hoping you might be able to tell me a little 'bout the clan here. She glanced at the tom then looked back to clan territory, her paws kneading the ground in a show of nerves.

[Queen of flames]

Lightningwing - she - warrior - crush is open - apprentice is open - tags: Lostface
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She kept her distance to the group near the deputy, but still, close enough to hear him out. She was not surprised at all that her name was not one of the mentioned cats as she was not really showing any interest to join the patrols. She looked around seeing that there were still some cats that were near the fresh-kill pile but were not involved in the patrols. She made her way toward the once pretty she-cat Lostface "good morning, I see that you were not involved in any of the patrols...so want to go out with me perhaps? hunting maybe? we could ask if someone else is up for join us as well" she meowed to her with a smile.

Yellowflower - she - warrior- crush is open - apprentice is open - tags: Bourbonstride, Lionscar, Hazelcloud
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She watched the cats as they approved near the deputy, flicking her ears over toward the tom when he started to organize the patrols. She gave the handsome deputy a smile and nod when he mentioned her and involved her to join Lionscar's hunting patrol. She walked over to the red warrior "good morning Lionscar" she called out then looked over at Hazelcloud "where is...of there he is...I guess we're into the same patrol Hazelcloud...excited to hunting?" she meowed a little bit flirty toward the another good looking tom

Firestream - she - medicine cat - crush is open - apprentice - n/a - tags: Cedarstar, Isopodshell, Peachpaw
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She looked over to the leader carefully listening to her questions, a little confused and nervous when she mentioned the Starclan. She was a medicine cat and for a second she was totally forgotten about Starclan, she didn't even wait for any guidance or dreams about them, but then again could they really message a barely a medicine cat like she was. She looked at Isopodshell as she answered "maybe they want us to do the right decision by ourselves...maybe this all is one large test for them to us, to prove ourselves or something" she meowed suddenly but then bowed her head as she was kind of talked her thought out loud.

Starlingpaw - tom - apprentice - crush is open - mentor is Meadowbrine - tags: open
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The black smoke tabby tom curled at his nest unaware that the night was ended and the morning had already come. In his sleep he rolled to his back, landing his front paws over his face. He was dreaming about prey, but in his dreams, he never caught anything, which made him angry. He woke up in a sudden voice coming from outside it was not loud, but enough to bother him with annoying dreams, opening his eyes he looked at the den's roof little confused. He rolled to his belly and looked at the empty den, recognizing that he was the last one there 'great, just great...' he thought to himself but didn't leave his nest.

Grasswhisker - tom - outsider - crush is open - apprenitce - n/a - tags: open
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He kept moving forward, going into a more open field, with a small lake there. The field seemed calm so far, but the grass was pretty long so it was hard to say if there was lurking something around, either good or bad things. He didn't really care about the possible dangers, but the freshwater called for him to go there, he was thirsty and started to get hungry too. He could do some hunting after the drink, in this field there could be some mice, voles, or other smaller mammals hiding.

[Whistle.Concert]

Silverfur||38 moons||she/her||Queen||Mentions;;Frostmask||Tagged;; open

Digging through the dwindling prey pile, Silverfur pulled out a scrawny sparrow, her rumbling tummy loudly protested at the size of the thing, but she scolded it softly, nipping at her stomach fur. It was what they had to deal with, during leafbare, so she wouldn't have her own body making her sound like some kind of whiny kit.

Covering the pile back up, she took her new prize to the nursery entrance, settling down to eat. A glance at Frostmask, who seemed... annoyed?, before she began to pull at the sparrow's feathers, plucking it for easier eating.