Private Camp ShadowClan BUT I KNOW YOU KNOW WHO I AM . ݁₊ ⊹ SABLESTAR

[ASTERPAW]

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He doesn't know if he could sleep within the different camp tonight and not to mention, he wished to know about the condition of his other parent so he shuffles his paws awkwardly as he puts one paw in front of the other in the direction of the looming figure that belonged to Sablestar. The apprentice hesitates to say the least in approaching the leader and it takes everything in him not to retreat into the shadows to find somewhere to curl up that isn't the apprentice den, he's certain that his twin wouldn't mind making room in his nest for him but... he didn't want to bother Dreampaw. He didn't want to bother anyone truthfully especially not the stranger that's meant to be his other parent and yet, he tries to ignore that entirely until there's only a gap between them.

"Uhm... Could I stay up with you?" Asterpaw's eyes shifting towards his paws unable to meet those eyes that likely could pick him apart like vultures to carrion, his ears laying flat against his helm unable to utter much of a word, and he waits for his father to deny him... to send him away to the apprentice den so that he'd may rest. A part of him would've accepted that answer but his jaws tighten and he blurts out swiftly "I, uhm... wanna make sure Magpiepaw comes back home safely." His eyes finally meeting Sablestar's own for the second time that they have interacted with one another privately and its clear that Asterpaw worries not just for his brother but the mother that's back in Thunderclan without him, she always had one of the kits at her side while the others were at Shadowclan.

"And, uh... I wanna know if mama's okay..." He can't help but slouch and duck his head realizing how much of a kit he sounds like after uttering that sentence, he knows that they had only just became apprentices but... it still causes the tip of his ears and face to burn. "I can't sleep..." He finally admits with his feathery tail curling around his snowy paws, the Thunderclan apprentice knows this is meant to be his second home but he can't help the feeling that he didn't belong and maybe if his sickness hadn't kept him within his nest for how long it did. He could've known Shadowclan just as much as Magpiepaw and Dreampaw, to love as it their second home, and to have a close relationship with their father... and despite how he sits nearby, he can't help the feeling that there's a gorge that keeps him apart from Sablestar.

IN FIVE YEARS TIME WE MIGHT NOT SPEAK

ASTERPAW

THUNDERCLAN APPRENTICE
TRANS MASC x HE/HIM/THEY/THEM​

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"speech", thoughts, attacking
a runty, longhaired chocolate tabby with clay toned eyes and low white. a sickly apprentice with small patches of fevercoat left over in his pelt, kitten fuzz, and fat that clings to him but is fading away to give way to a taller/more lanky build
sickly child of juniperstar and sablestar; littermate of dreampaw and magpiepaw

asterpaw's an introverted apprentice that keeps to himself for the most part unless family's involved, he usually keeps his head low and eyes averted so he doesn't make direct eye contact. once, he actually gets to know someone is he more open towards them and can prove to be a devoted friend. once he's comfortable around other individuals, he tends to speak a lot more and sometimes over shares about himself without realizing it. he hates that he was born sickly but despite it, he tries to overcome it and pushes himself harder than any of the apprentices

 

[SABLESTAR]

So much blood tonight, the iron still soaking his senses like a lingering ghost. Frustration and anger still stirred in the tuxedo as he stared out into the pocosin, the events replaying in his head with his paws rooted to the earth, unable to change a single thing. Juniperstar threw herself to the hawk's talons in front of what were supposed to be her allies, a needless blood exchange. Her sacrifice had drawn the attention of her beloved stars on top of it all, and already their ill-gotten name has been uttered in his camp far too many times for his liking.

A sniffle drew his attention and he sees her face before Asterpaw's. Sablestar pulled his tail away from his side to invite the apprentice closer, a natural act to comfort his children just as he had when Dreampaw was homesick his first visit. "I suppose this isn't the night for bedtimes." His meow is distant like his thoughts, pulling his head up into the clouds, but still held warmth. All of them had seen their mother fall tonight, he would hold no expectation for them to continue the night as if it did not bother them. He knew Dreampaw probably lay awake in his nest just as Sablestar would as the sun rose and Magpiepaw was returned home.

"Of course he will, you can see it for yourself." Sablestar looked south to where the ThunderClan border would lay. Graybird had thankfully found clearance through the thick fog of nonsense that filled his ears to understand where he was needed now. For their kin, for their Clans. If SkyClan were to behave so lowly and bloodthirsty, why deny the opportunity to further isolate them and change the tide of the forest? Make them think twice before demanding the death of another.

"I know, I know." The tom leaned down to bump his forehead between the boy's ears. "I don't think many will, but that's okay. We will find something to do since we can't sleep. Why don't I show you the Burnt Sycamore, it's close to ThunderClan." Camp was too stuffy in this summer heat and unrest, maybe a long walk is exactly what they would need. "I'm sorry you can't see the Clan in better spirits. I think we were all expecting something different, tonight. Did you get to see most of camp, at least?" The leader had filled his head with so many thoughts he had forgotten to be part of Asterpaw's introduction to camp, lingering at Fourtrees a while longer before returning.

this heart beats cold like the devil his own

• "mew"
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  SABLESTAR— he/him ･sixty moons ･leader; shadowclan ･penned by gonkpilled

  a black and white tuxedo with dark amber eyes