ShadowClan's Camp

Shadowpaw grinned. "Yeah!" She said and got on her hind paws. "Because we are who we make ourselves to be!" She got down on her fours again and swatted her leader's ear. "I just happen to be brave! Everyone in the apprentices den is way to wimpy to challenge you to a duel, like I do now! I challenge you to a battle of wits, Violetstar!" Everyone in the clan did know their leader was a gentle soul, but Shadowpaw was the only one rash enough to do the things she did with her. Then figured it was because she was the only kit in the litter and her parents were murdered, so she saw her as a mother, but no one truly knew.

(ShadowClan has a fallen tree for a highrock, as I just found out. ((For the forest territories, but not sure about the lake..)))

Violetstar smiled. "Thank you, Shadowpaw, same here goes for you too. Remember, we are all beautiful, inside and out." She purred.

"And so she dances, like a cloud in the sky, so beautifully," Shadowpaw sung softly, stepping to her leader's side bravely. "No one can compare, she's just to far out of reach, and so she dances..." She looked up at Violetstar with a smile. "The most beautiful She-Cat the forest has ever seen." She purred.

Violetstar sat upon the (*insert whatever it is that ShadowClan has for a Highrock, thingy*). She watched over her clan, her eyes shining bright, and the shade of the tree's casted shadow's upon her pelt, making her fur have a purple color to it.