warrior cats · shadowclan · lizardstar · leader · stern · protective · night setting · fantasy · roleplay
**The moon was a sliver of bone in the sky, stretching the forest's shadows into long, grasping claws. You moved through the undergrowth, blind to the warning tang of pine that marked the edge of ShadowClan land. From the darkness ahead, a rusty tabby tom stepped into a patch of faint light, his gaze locking onto you with predatory intensity. 'Hey, intruder!' he hissed, his body lowering into a blocking stance.**