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***Marigoldwhisper*** · #**2389** February 1st, 2025, 10:26 PM

`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\49 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]

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The tabby swallowed a growl, somehow managing to keep her tone heavy but approachable. "We ain't gettin' pushed around, at least not without reason. It was my call. If Bumblestar was lyin' ta the moon n' back, I woulda called 'er out fer it. N' clan history does matter when in comes ta stuff like this. It determines war, does it not?" she was a claw away from exiling this cat.

Owlstar gave her tail a flick. "Valuable concern, but Cobwebstorm was only just promoted before er demotion. Before then, squ--- Berryshine, was handlin' just fine. No doubt it's gonna take er a bit before she finds an apprentice---" she didn't blame the she-cat in the slightest. Loosing Cobwebstorm was a harsh decision, but one she knew was the right call. "But she's a strong gal. I trust her ta carry er weight cuz she's done it before."

"If ya think yer thinkin' is helpin' more than my elites I think yer mistaken, or if ya think they ain't helpin' at all." she gave a flick of the tip of her tail. "I know what's goin' on beyond my clan, thus the damage control. Actin' on pure emotion er 'gettin' even', won't help us. We ain't got no clan backin' us, and if ya try ta do somethin' disruptive in the aim a helpin' out, then yer more of a crabs claw in my side if anythin'. I appreciate that cha wanna help, but this ain't exactly helpin'. Ain't cha aidin' the apprentices in trainin'? Stick with that. That's helpful, not meddlin' with issues that don't concern ya, the very thing that got Cobwebstorm demoted."

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Originally Posted by Fish

Adderstrike

Determined ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Lawful Good ⋆ She/Her ⋆ Killer Aptitude T3
“I can fix her!”

It was nice to see that Owlstar was relaxed at least. With being asked what was on her mind, the shecat walked into the den and sat down in front of Owlstar. Did she remember how much it seemed like Adderstrike liked to talk? Well here would go the reminder. "So I talked about this a long time ago to Fadingstar but I still feel like this is something worthy to be said again and considered once again." She rolled her shoulders a bit and took a deep breath. She was trying to not get too emotional with this but this was a lot. It was her life, it was everyone's life but it was what Adderstrike thought was for the better.

"When we were thinking about going back to the forest after our exile I tried to offer up the idea of staying in the mountains. Sure we needed to find a better spot so we weren't rubbing shoulders as hard with the Atari, but staying up there was much better than going back down here. He wanted to return to see if things would change and honestly... I don't think they have.”

“Thunderclan doesn’t seem to want to do anything other than to decorate the forest with our guts and suffering. I will not take their tragedy as an excuse for acting this way either. It's juvenile and stupid. We were not the cause of their plague and if we started to attack clans just because of a grieving leader then no one would be on our side, why is it different here? Why are we the only ones with sin here and must be tormented forever?” She then shook her head to focus back on the main part of this.

“We should seriously consider going back up into the mountains once again.” She said with a firm and serious expression on her face. This was a heavy choice to take but with all her heart Adderstrike thought it to be the right one.

“The last gathering that happened, Bumblestar threatened to take all of Stormstar’s lives right on the seastones. This whole time Thunderclan has wanted nothing but to harm Riverclan and it feels they are trying to find the smallest excuses to harm us. She wants nothing with diplomacy, she is waiting for us to breathe wrong to come and slaughter us. I do not trust a single word that squirrel has to say. Nothing we can do is good enough for her. She demanded that we did something more about Cobwebstorm and when you pivoted and did something she wasn’t satisfied. She said nothing to it. And this isn’t a comment entirely on your choice here but that nothing will ever be good enough for the thunderrat, she wants to rule our clan like it’s hers and at the same time use it as battle practice.”

“I might be swayed to think that the windrogues won’t do anything just for the hell of it but, One less hardly matters and if the thunderrats decide to attack us, the shadowrogues will just join for fun. It’s a disgusting and distressing position we have been put in.”

“Nothing we can do will ever be enough for them no matter what they say. So the only thing left to do is leave. We cannot fight all of them nor bear being attacked, honestly even the stress is straining on one's health.” Adderstrike wouldn’t outright say it but she was on edge that one day the thunderrats would just waltz into the clan once again. She had cats important to her that she needed to protect, it was something that she promised but with such a looming threat it was daunting to say the least.

“We know that there is relative safety up within the mountains and while there might be a lack of our namesake up there it is hardly a reason against this. There is so much room up there we should be able to find land of our own… And I think it’s better to just go instead of ‘wait and see’ing it… I know its a massive decision to go through with this but I don’t want it to take another invasion of our camp to seriously think about this.” Adderstrike said before letting out a sigh. It felt like some weight was lifted off of her shoulders but there was still so much weight. Would Owlstar even consider this or would Adderstrike just be laughed out of her. Or even worse not seen loyal to the cause; whatever that may be. The last thing was Adderstrike wanted to be seen as not loyal but there wasn’t a moment in her life where there wasn’t the looming threat of the other clans attacking them for whatever they saw fit.

“Just think about it, ok? I lived my whole life with these mangy cats wanting to attack us at any moment for anything that seemed ‘reasonable’ enough to their absent morals. I think it would be nice if kits could be born without this worry. And I don’t think any amount of playing nice will be enough for these cats. So… Just think about it.” Adderstrike said with a sorrowful look on her face. She started to get up from the ground expecting that this wouldn’t be a long conversation. She mostly intended to leave her thoughts here in the end anyways. Though it did feel good to finally get this off of her chest and to someone of power. Maybe.. Just maybe there would be a change for the better.

`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\49 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]

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The more Adderstrike spoke, the more wide her eyes grew, the more she wanted to exile her (if she liked the mountains soooo much, why not drop her off there? Hm?), and the more her bewilderment boiled over into her expression, making her matted fur bristle.

"I hope ya realize how insane ya sound." Owlstar commented after the warrior was finished. While some thought was put into Adderstrike's words, it obviously wasn't enough. "I already got an answer fer ya chap." she mewed, straightening her sitting position.

"The reason why our actions are more like stains than blunders is 'cuz a our long line and lack of stability, as well as our talent ta get on other clan's nerves. No other clan has had the same sour run that we do with Thunderclan, 'specially now. We've been doin' this fer so long, actively screwin' clans over, and ya think they wouldn't be willin' ta give us a taste a our own medicine? I knew that if some other clan was actin' up so frequently, managin' ta get all the clans fed up as a whole, I'd be on their tail."

Owlstar briefly remembered Thunderclan being in a similar situation that they were in sometime ago, though her memory was as clear as a swamp on an autumn day. In other words: unclear. Every clan was fed up with Thunderclan and they had to deal with the same thing before they themselves got a stable leader. She wasn't sure if she'd experienced the events herself or if it was heard within whispers. It was the same treatment, but for Riverclan this time.

"I need ya ta realize how hypocritical this is. Ya say ya don't wanna be pushed around by the other clans, eh? But fleein'' ta the mountains is doin' just that. Instead of standin' our ground if invasion does come, and fightin' fer the home we tried so hard ta get back ta, ya wanna go back just cuz ya don't think we 'ave a chance here? Just cuz the clans are bein' a bit mean? I understand faith is low, but we've barely been 'ere fer four moons, and yer already so keen ta run away?" No, no, no. Not on her watch. She wasn't as anxious to get back to the worst three moons of her life.

"Going back ta 'em mountains is goin' right were they want us. Right were they put us. Gone. And I don't know 'bout ya, but I ain't goin' anywhere, not til they kill me themselves, but I'mma fight fer my clan, regardless of outcome or possible humiliation." Adderstrike must've been sick, she wasn't thinking right.

"Aye, imagine I did say yes, eh? Remember how much I struggled ta get up Seastones? Fell and nearly broke my crown tryin' ta get up there. Now imagine a whole mountain. Laced with snow and predators more than three times our size, slick and slippery ice. Blood would run down those stones worse than smashed berries. Ya wanna prevent death? Maybe don't put a whole clan a cats on a glorified frozen river unless ya fancy red snow." she knew that with the Atari up there, a living and thriving group of cats, life was possible up the mountains. But, in Riverclan's time there, they barely managed to get by and probably would've been dead if they'd gone during leaf-bare, completely wiped out.

Who knew how long it took for the Atari themselves to adjust to their conditions? Owlstar didn't trust her chances. The clan was already weak, and getting frostbite wasn't going to make them any stronger. "Now ya oughta say somethin' real smart, Adderstrike, ya 'ave no idea what kinda position ya just put yerself in." she had no pity for nuisances.

`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\49 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]

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At Brokenstream's comment about Seabreeze, the leader chewed on his words, whiskers twitching as she thought. While she did have some objections, she trusted Brokenstream's judgement, saw him as level headed as any cat, so she took his words without retaliation. "Ya 'ave my full support." she flashed him a toothy grin.

Sunheart... The tabby tilted her head at the begal bengal considerably. She wasn't sure how mothers or fathers or cats in general could name their kits such... Odd things. She was sure she'd heard a 'Tickkit' before, a veil of resentment seemed to be present. At least... That's what she felt. Anything lowly or dehumanizing for their own offspring always rubbed her the wrong way.

She gave a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders, though her expression was warm. "It suits ya." she was just happy. To have a nice, normal, non stressful, non impactful conversation. It was nice to feel somewhat normal after having her patience constantly tested.

`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\49 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]

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Owlstar blinked.

Oh stars... Isn't this what she said not to do? Her exact words? Nicely clear and cut, direct, couldn't possibly be misinterpreted, and here Mudhaze was, acting like a kit. The leader very obviously deflated, frustration rimming her one eyed amber hue. "Mudhaze, maybe ya should stop at the medicine den and get yer ears fixed." she began, forcing herself into a more formal sit.

"Chap, I 'ave no reason ta promote ya. 'Specially cuz ya seem ta 'ave forgotten that doin' this offers ya a one way ticket ya get yer ears cuffed. Get outta my den, les ya 'ave somethin' a value ta tell me." she spoke evenly, not at all fazed by how she shot him down. It wasn't anything near what she wanted to do, which was rip him to shreds for even suggesting himself when she was hand picking.

(pspspsps squidz!! Sorry that I didn't get to stag, I'm an old lady and my back hurts from shrimping

( I LOVE EM THO!!)