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Purring gently at Stagheart Willowpaw nodded. the fairly small apprentice blinked as she was one of the older apprentices. "I know quite a lot, I've just never been taken out to actually test my skills." Willowpaw informed Stagheart. For one of not many words Willowpaw had a smooth and comforting tone. |
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She arose from her position and left the meeting. She wasn’t going to subject herself to watching torture, that was disgusting and cruel. If anyone has a problem with it they could deal with it afterwards. (Activity post.) ((-She will be leaving the meeting due to the nature of the punishment of Fog. I as a role player am uncomfortable with her watching that)) |
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Shaking paws were followed by a wet, disconcerted choking sound as the little tuxedo cat watched as a larger cat approached her, and fear pulsed through the young molly before she realized that this wasn’t one of the executioners. One of the murderers. But if their leader could order such a horrible thing, if their deputy could help and then invite a child to partake, if a kid could commit such a gruesome act… then no one was safe. The kit was frozen. Was this how things were supposed to be in this Clan? Why had Daddy brought her here? How could he leave her here, how could he have thought this was safe? The kit’s flattened ears caught the softest, faintest hint of noise, the screaming and writhing of the cat was loud even the the mostly deaf child, the whisper of the agonized sounds cursing her ears and rooting into the deep recesses of her mind, like the tendrils of poison ivy wrapping around a tree branch, like a python wrapping itself around the prey it was about to strangle the life out of. If they could do that to a cat for words she said, torturing her, tearing her apart while she was alive to feel it, what could they do to Juni? What if she did something wrong? Said something wrong? Daddy had promised that these cats wouldn’t rule with fear like the ones in the Bareskin Colony did. Those things would be different. But things were worse. Because she didn’t even have Daddy. Panicked, wail-like sobs came and went and didn’t stop, white and charcoal fur bristling as the cat approached, eyes frozen on the body. The blood. The ravaged, crimson soaked cat. Deep amber eyes were so teary that it took a lot of blinking and a lot of calming down before she could read the cat’s lips. And even then she struggled. Only when the deputy- the accomplice- blocked the body did the petrified girl look up at the brown she-cat beside her. Her voice came out louder than she expected it to, not that she could hear it anyways. She only knew a few words, but she was pretty sure that this cat had asked her name. She didn’t know anything else. ”J-Juni-” She croaked out. Juniperkit wasn’t her name. Shouldn’t be her name. Her tail and mouth moved, making messy signals. Trying, oh trying, as always, to speak in a world where she didn’t have a voice. A world she couldn’t hear. But signals were useless, she didn’t know how to make this kind cat understand, so she just forced her paws to move, casting a look up to the tomcat on the stone, fear and confusion and sickness threatening to overwhelm her. How could he let this happen? What even happened? Tense, uneasy limbs allowed the kind apprentice to nudge her towards the nursery, Juniperkit’s eyes sank to pass over the deputy as she stood there over the body of the dead body, the little cat’s eyes freezing on the mangled face as the iron-tainted aroma filled the air, triggering the memory of feelings and scenes she was too young to recall, bringing the young cat’s stomach to turn. Stumbling over gibberish words and unsuccessful paw signals, she pointed to her tummy, trying to the ever increasing nausea. This was a new… new healing cat, right? Maybe all high ranks werent evil. Just the older ones. // @squidz |
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Mousepaw blinked as a gray and ginger cat suddenly stepped in front of him. Simply telling him to get in the apprentice's den. It's not like there was anything left for him to witness, unless someone else was about to die too, but he couldn't find it in himself to argue. There was no point. He quietly averted his gaze and stepped back, but before he completely left, Mousepaw murmured to the warrior (Fallenwish, though his thoughts were too disoriented to put a name to the face), "What... happened?" |
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He/They - 15 Moons TW: Mentions of blood, execution, anger WHAT THE HELL?? Rainpaw had been watching the meeting, happy for the new apprentice [Rainingpaw], and was glad RiverClan had full high ranks yet again. Berrypaw, an apprentice. How many cats would the young tabby watch spiral into chaos before getting killed or disappearing? It had been like that since Ginger. He hated it. Dusklion he approved of. She was a good cat, and Rainpaw would trust her with his life [which is rare]. Then all the sudden an Idiot decided to start threatening others. "Damn fogmuzzle," the one-eyed cat muttered under their breath. What they didn't expect was his mentor asking for Fogmuzzle's death. Their blue eye widen as Dusklion acted, too swift for Rainpaw to look away. He had seen a lot of blood, and it never really bothered them that much. But seeing the deputy kill their clanmate? It felt wrong. The tabby stood there, frozen in shock. He quickly swallowed the bile rising in his throat. No, not this time. He shot his mentor a look. "Expect me later," he mouthed to them, glaring his blue eye. Fadingdumb really earned his nickname right now. The small apprentice stood up shakily before trotting to the apprentice's den |
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Adderpaw Determined ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Lawful Good ⋆ She/Her ⋆ Beefed Up T3 “One day I’ll be the greatest warrior of all the clans!” Hearing all the Fadingsun had to say and especially his last remark, Adderpaw was completely disgusted by this cat. This mockery of leadership. Sure they hadn't had leaders that stuck around for long but at least they didn't relish in gory displays of murder. This was an utter disgrace, worse than cats constantly switching leader roles. Without much of a word Adderpaw headed towards the leader's den. She was going to have some words to say but she now knew she was going to have to pick them carefully or else she would be brutalized it seemed. Please don't take Adder's new dislike to Fadingsun as anything against you occy, they are just funny cats and you aren't a cat <3 |
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Dismay contorted Redmire's expression as she listened to Fadingsun call the meeting to the end and turn his attention to Talonpaw. The tongue had been bad enough, but now the pelt? Was this really necessary?
Fadingsun had irritated her before, but this was different. Worse. The fur along Redmire's shoulders prickled with apprehension and she turned her head away to avoid being caught in his line of sight. Out- she wanted out. Ears flat, she rose to her paws and made quickly for the camp's entrance, slipping through the tunnel and out of sight. |
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jayfrost watched in disgust, the execution had been enough, some apprentice taking it to them to remove fogmuzzles tongue was overstepping, but fadingsun asking said apprentice if they wanted to take the body out of camp with him, they could take their pelt. hadnt he been close by chance he wouldnt have heard and he couldnt quite decide what fate was worse. the execution hadnt looked too well in his eyes, he was more of an pacifist himself but would accepted fogmuzzles murder for the greater good, but now that fadingsun had overstepped so many boundaries he couldnt help but scowl. mutilate a clanmates body after death, take trophies from a clanmate. tabbied tail lashing in displeasure he got to his paws, he had seen enough. |
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