Shine Bright Like A Diamond (OPEN)

Shine bounded up on the harsh stone, her pads now so familiar to the jutting edges that once hurt her. Now she was no longer crying for home, for Smokeface, for Ospreykit or for the dusty and soft spil of RiverClan. She loved the rotten tinge that rushed the blood in her veins, bringing her on high alert at everything that moved. No mouse or rat could escape her paws, if she put her mind to it, and the taste of their disgustijg flesh was the sweetest thing Shine could remember.

The gray she-cat's tail rose up in excitement as she dug into a pile of two-leg thrash, her paws picking through dumped pelts and remains of sticky food. She refrained herself from devouring any piece of food, kept back by the rules of DarkClan. Instead, she proceeded int ripping a two-leg pelt apart, enjoying it a bit too much.

"Hey idiot, you're sleeping in the snow if you keep that up." Bat snapped as he padded through the alley, dropping the birds he had caught on the way. He had one of those pelts on his back. "I don't appreciate shredded filth to keep me warm, normal filth works for me." The practice of taking the soft things that the much taller inhabitants wore and making things out of started at the barn. He snagged them on broken planks and covered holes where the wind blew in. he also had made nests for everyone with Pepper whom he had spent the most care making a nest for, much to her dismay. The cat insisted on not getting more than others even in her state and the weather. it confused him to no end.

(King of Sass

Shine scowled at the sleek dark cat. She let go of the ripped piece of two-leg thrash, but her eyes continued darting towards her unfinished work. "Fine, barn-cat." she hissed. When she was younger, in her first nights, she had considered Bat a hero for being able to cope with the violent cats. Now, whennshe was one if them, she felt like being brutal was the only way to hide her true homesickness.