[Captain]

 

Originally Posted by Caspian

He smiled when he said he could ask some warriors to help him. He frowned when Pikestar asked for him to say what he still needed to learn from Mistycloud. He inhaled the frosty air, “Sorry if this is a long list, I still need to learn back kick, belly rake, Mistycloud id teaching me the front paw blow, front paw strike, killing bite, leap-and-hold, partner fighting, play dead, scruff shake, tail yank… it goes on”

As the young apprentice listed off nothing but battle moves, the tall oriental tomcat couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “Surely, you don’t intend to just focus solely on fighting techniques?” Pikestar quipped questioningly, his right ear twitching, “There is more to being a warrior than just battle, Bouncepaw. A true clan warrior must also know how to hunt, fish, and swim too.” Hopefully, Mistycloud would teach the calico tomcat that and make sure he grew into a warrior that didn’t strive for fighting and fighting alone. He gave another brisk sigh, leaning back slightly. “But, if you are so adamant on learning all those moves, I could show you how to preform a back kick―only if you’re interested, of course.” A rare opportunity was now presented to young Bouncepaw: his very own battle lesson from the RiverClan leader himself. Pikestar had not instructed fighting techniques in quite some time, not since Bluefang was young, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know a thing or two. They had participated in real battles.

 

Originally Posted by Angelique

Marigoldleap - Female[she/her]

Upon hearing approval to come in the large scarred molly moved inside. She didn't think this would take too long. She didn't want to take too much time away from Pikestar. "Well first things first I'm here for no bad news.", she meowed. She hoped the bad news was behind her home. Hopefully what she had to say would be one of the first starts besides the recent news on Fawnlight. "I won't be able to do warrior duties for too long as I found out myself that I'm expecting kits and would like to move to the nursery soon.", she meowed. One of her scarred eared flickered. This wasn't her first litter, so she knew what she had to do.

[ @canineantics; ]

A slight smile came to the fluffy RiverClan leader’s expression, pleased to hear that it wasn’t any bad news. Hopefully, such troubling times could be put behind them and they could all strive for a brighter, happier future as a whole clan. Regardless, Pikestar listened silently and respectfully to what the molly had to say. “Kittens? Marigoldleap, that’s wonderful. Congratulations.” He remarked with an accepting nod of his head, “Of course, of course. Feel free to move into the nursery as soon as you’d like. Don’t worry about a thing aside from caring about your little ones.” It wasn’t too often that cats came to Pikestar to tell them about their future litters, but the tall oriental was always quite delighted to hear about the future generations of RiverClan. "Thank you for letting me know, I appreciate it. Do you need anything else?" Perhaps it was a stupid question to ask, but the large dark-furred clan leader wished to help however he could when he could. Plus, he didn't want to waste Marigoldleap's time when she could be settling into a nursery nest right now. The time of leafbare was a dangerous time for pregnant queens and newborn kittens, but he would make sure they were safe.

 

Originally Posted by Sharkii

Fishkit
7/10
The small kit huddled into the imposing leader’s warm fur. He vowed to himself that he’d have a fluffy pelt. Forever. He looked up into the warm blue eye of the leader. He always wondered how Pikestar lost his eye. His lip quivered. “Do you know where my mama is?” he whimpered, sadness clinging to his pelt. “One day she said she was going to explore and it’s been four days.” he took a shuddering breath. Maybe mama was out picking berries and got lost, or maybe she was helping a squirrel family move to a tree? “I really miss her.” he mewed, closing his eyes.


[ @canineantics - For some info, his mother died of greencough ]

With the small kitten now huddled against him, Pikestar raised one big paw and gently rested it on Fishkit’s back, holding them close so they could keep warm. It didn’t take long at all for the RiverClan youth to peer up at the oriental tomcat, seeming to stare into his single eye with an unspoken curiosity. The question that Fishkit asked, however, was not something he expected. Their mother? “What’s your mama’s name, little one?” Pikestar asked, wondering if the tiny ball of fur was old enough to even know his birth mother other than just simply mom. He listened to Fishkit’s situation, about the molly saying she would go out and now it’s been four full days. Oh dear… That wasn’t good. The long-furred RiverClan leader was silent for several long moments. "...I'm sure she'll come back, Fishkit." He murmured softly, "She probably was sent on a special mission by StarClan themselves."

[ In order for Fishkit's mother to have died by greencough, I would check with Fawnlight (@/birdie) if that's okay since she's RiverClan's medicine cat. ]