Shadow|25 moon Heterochromia Black Tom|Duskclan Leader|Location- New Camp|Mentions- [D]Pyro
"Don't fear the night, for it's the only time you can see the stars."
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Shadow had followed Pyro, circling the opposite direction of the tom in order to sniff around the other side. Nothing, at least nothing had been there for a while. The area was perfect however, for a leader's den and a medicine cat den. With plenty of shelter for sick cats and keeping herbs. Perhaps they could even dig out some of the weaker divets in the dirt, make a more secure den for the youngest of cats. Finally, he sat, watching the other cats finish their tasks, and mill about. Most looked awake as he felt, yet yawns and stretches slowly began to course through them like a ripple on water. It was only natural. Shadow glanced towards Pyro, who had been staring upwards into the sky.
"They say the warrior ancestors watch the earth from the stars." He mewed, following the toms gaze upwards.
"When I was young..well younger, I always wondered if being a street cat, my ancestors were up there as well." Thin tail twitched pensively.
"Some would argue, that being rogues and cats from all places, our ancestors couldn't be watching. Yet, we all come from the same cats in the end, don't we? Doesn't all our blood still come from the great wildcats of old? So why wouldn't they be." The words had grown quiet, spoken softly into the wind. They were questions that needed no answer. After a brief pause, Shadow shook his head, looking sheepish.
"I just mean, I think we belong here, no matter what other cats might say." He rose to his paws, a yawn taking over his muzzle.
"Make sure you get some rest." He mewed, noting the alertness in Pyro's eyes. Padding towards the rock pile, he leapt upwards onto one of the flatter surfaces, relaxing onto his belly, mismatched gaze glowing as he watched the cats with his head on his paws. Tomorrow would be a busy day.

(Some night events may occur, depending~)

Badger • Female/She-cat • Future Duskclan Apprentice • Location: Park ~ Camp Grounds • Mentions: [Direct] [Indirect] Shadow, Pyro, etc.

Badger had fallen asleep while the clan carried on toward their new home. She awoke sharply as a rustle of the yellow grass around her waved after her. She looked around, called out three times, and nose around for a while. She smelled the recent, but tainted with other cat's scents, scent of the leader-like tom. She trotted along his scent, sniffing the surroundings every few tail lengths. Finally, she reached the dark forest, and looked around, panicked. "Oh, I hope no foxes come after me! I don't want to be taunted and teased for being weak hearted because of my kittypet origin." Badger pleaded. But she shook her head a few times as a fly flew in her ear. She was amazed to find that the surroundings were much clearer.

Leaping over logs, ducking under long-reaching moss, and climbing over rocks, Badger reached the camp. She sighed, relief rushing over her like a waterfall. She looked around at the dens, if you could call them that. She thought there would be metal bowls, like the ones her twolegs used to feed her in! You're not a kittypet anymore! But Badger finally settled in the middle of the camp, purring to herself and thinking over her day. She hoped tomorrow would be just as action-packed!

Shadow|25 moon Heterochromia Black Tom|Duskclan Leader|Location- New Camp|Mentions- [D]Badger, Esia
"Don't fear the night, for it's the only time you can see the stars."
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His eyes had been watching the cats closely, and had raised his body from its rest when he heard the sound of a cat bolting towards them. Was there danger already? However a grey form slid its way into the camp, and with a purr, Shadow realized it was the kitty-pet, Badger he remembered. Peering down, he called out to the young she-cat.
"Glad you could make it." His welcoming purr rumbled against the stone, tickling his chest. About to speak further, his attention was drawn towards Esia, who had bounded over as well. At her words, he rose to a sit, realizing that her idea was a good one. A very good one.
"Not stupid at all. you're thinking more like a forest cat than I am." He purred, tail tip twitching. "Until the camp is truly settled, and perhaps even then a watch is a good idea. You never know what dangers can be lurking in the forest." Mistmatched eyes scanned the horizon. While they were in a slight indent, they really were quite open still, until the bramble was rearranged.
"Yes, please. Take the first watch. I'll relieve you after some time." Resettling onto his chest, his eyes blinked warmly at the cat, before they began to close.

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(Night Event! Any cat up, or paying attention may catch a very unusual and unidentifiable scent in the air. You can do with that what you will~)