RiverClan Warriors' Den

[ChaosBringer.]

Clovershock exists

[MockingRabbit]

Troutpaw -formerly Troutstone- got to work fixing up the warrior den, checking for holes in the walls and roof, and patching them up with a mouthful of reeds.

[Frozen Reign]

Dawnripple Curled up for a good snooze.

[Dolomedes]

Spiritbunny is really here! Crazy!

[Rose]

She/Her | Purrk(s): Just A Scratch

It was safe to say that Wisteriawren was a bit of a clutz. So, unsurprisingly, if the task she'd assigned to herself was to gather all the pretty weeds and small flowers growing in the clearing and place them in every cat bed (or nests, as they were called here) she saw, the latter job was going to be a bit... challenging.

Oh, who was she kidding? Standing at the mouth of the warrior's den (that was what it was called! Wisteriawren had checked!), the pretty tabby blinked at the dark of the den, only seeing multiple lumps. Oh. Well, this was nothing like her old cat bed, but if this was how they slept here... in these... moss?, then Wisteriawren could too! If she could figure out how one even came to own one of these... contraptions.

But first, the flowers! With said plants both in her mouth and littered in her fur, the ex-kittypet started weaving her way between nests, dropping petals or leaves here and there in empty nests. If anyone was awake, she was not aware of it. It was when she was skirting around another nest that the occupant sleeping inside it shifted, and Wisteriawren, in her attempt to avoid the outstretched limb, scuttled backward, surprise evident on her face.

With a soft yelp, Wisteriawren stumbled backward, tripping over her too-long tail and landing with a thud right in someone else's nest. Which was occupied. Now the question was, was the soft whatever-it-was under her a cat or the moss nest, because Wisteriawren really really hoped it was the latter. She was about to be mortified out of her wits. Scratch that, she was already mortified, frozen in place.

[ @Bean - Antlerbranch ]

[Bean]

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A N T L E R B R A N C H
He/Him - 30 Moons - Purrks: N/A
Dark brown tom with white stomach, tufts of fur on his
head, green eyes

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Antlerbrach had been having a good dream. He was leader of RiverClan, all the clans were at peace, and all was good. Until someone woke him up. Not the normal way by nudging him awake, no. This time they fell directly on him. The hell? The older warrior got wind knocked out of him. Struggling for breath, they shoved off the mysterious cat. After a couple of breaths, Antlerbranch turned to see who so rudely disturbed his sleep. He was met with a newer face - Wisteriawren. Anger and curiosity mingled together. If the tom remembered correctly, she was a former kittypet as well. Explains the flowers. "I don't know what you think you're doing, but I do not like being woken up like that, missy. A gentle nudge would have sufficed, not falling on me and knocking the wind out of me," the warrior scowled, his voice being the regular grumpy and low tone it always has been.

After giving his white chest fur a few good licks, he diverted his attention to the flowers. "What's with the flowers?" Antlerbranch inquired. It wasn't often he came across a cat with flowers. They normally were given as a gift or as herbs. He had never interacted with this cat before, so it couldn't be the first option. And Wisteriawren surely knows that these are not for the medicine cat. He scanned the rest of the warriors den before noticing the flowers littered in the nests, and the younger cat's fur. "Are you seriously decorating each nest?" he said in a slight chuckle. This cat was insane. "That's gonna be hard to clean up when the den needs cleanin'. Good job squirt," he scoffed, sitting down. He curled up his big, fluffy tail below his paws before looking at the den. It looked weird, to say the least. "Never in my entire life have I seen this many flowers in camp," he stated bluntly, waiting to see if the molly would say anything before he continued.

[ @Rose - Wisteriawren ]