Originally Posted by Goldenmask (Post 766763) @Rainquail He sat down next to her. "I'm finally 5 moons old! Only one more moon until i'm an apprentice! I bet it's gonna be so fun! Say, how was your apprenticehood? Did anything cool happen?"

Crowskip took a teeny bite out of the prey he brought her and thought about it.
"A bit unrelated..... it was during my apprenticeship I discovered my love for nature. It just.... called to me, I suppose. After a two leg let loose their dog, I was caught outside of camp when it came. I couldn't run home, I'd have brought it to them, but I couldn't fight it alone. I ended up in a tree with a blood thirsty dog at the base of the tree. The dog, trying to get me, disturbed a wasp nest. Wasps arevery vindictive bugs. The nest of wasps ended up chasing the dog away."
She blinked a bit. She hadn't really ever told this story to anyone. There were few. She hadn't supposed to have been out alone, so she kept quiet to avoid getting in trouble and then it just...... never crossed her mind.
She shook her head.
"Other than that, it was more or less normal."
Mostly because she learned not to leave without a warrior.

News of Echopaw being taken reached Whiskernose's ears after far too long and after grilling cats to no end to tell him.
He padded to the Medicine Den, head struggling to stay upright, paws almost dragging. After his conversation with Stormlily, he needed something to take his mind off the deep, panging sorrow he felt.
At least..... he still had her. His last line to the clan, the last of his family, now, with Echopaw gone.
He hadn't seen Mirepaw in a while and really, didn't want to drag the passively smiling, ever calm, agreeable apprentice into his troubles. So he came to Irisflame.
He came to her to help her. With her apprentice gone, it only seemed right. It was the only way he could be of use, could be helpful right now. And more than anything, he just wanted to stop the hurt he felt, hoping that healing his clanmates would fill the void he felt in his chest, gaping and voracious, eating whatever of him it could.
As he entered the den, he lifted his head and blinked the glazed over, bleary look in his eyes. He straightened his posture and proceeded carefully to Irisflame.
"You feeling up for some help?"


@Moon Lily
(All that lesdnup to a lacking, single sentence, oops)

She nosed his cheek briefly.
"Perhaps you could have. I hope that isn't a situation you will ever face unprepared."
Because Crowskip knew Sparrowkit and every last one of her other children would one day be faced with hardships, with pain. There was no avoiding it, but she could hope they had the resources to prepare themselves for them.
"I wouldn't say bad."
She murmered, purring a bit.
"Vulturekit is my only son, and he even looks like me."
He would always be her pride and joy. Her only boy. Her mini me..... even if he wasn't her son by blood. Even if he was just her nephew. But they didn't have to know that Stormfly was their mother by birth.
"My daughters are Dewkit, Aspenkit, Ivykit, and Spiderkit."
Aspenkit and Spiderkit looked very much like their father, and Aspen a little of Stormfly. Dewkit and Ivykit were simple, pretty shades of silvery grey, with Ivy having a tabby pattern to her.
She loved them all and they were all her children. Just as Sparrowkit was her son. The relation didn't matter and any cat who said otherwise would get a paw to the face.

@Goldenmask

"There used to be a tom in the clan named Storkfoot. He disappeared before they were born."
Crowskip tried to keep her tone from turning bitter, but she she never liked or approved of him as her sister's mate, even if she hated her sister. What really set her off is when Crowskip offered to raise the kits for Stormfly, he used it to boast that he really had two mates.
Ugh.
He still got on her nerves and he wasn't even part of the clan anymore.
@Goldenmask