RiverClan Clearing - Page 1646

**whatzername** · #**16451** June 16th, 2021, 11:21 AM

Rumblingstorm | @thurz | I would expect no less from Darksun!
A shadow fell over him as he turned to see what mouse-brain was bothering him now. Ah. What's his face. What do you want, Not-Sunny? he asked, not quite remembering the tom's name . . . Or just ignoring it. He stopped grooming himself and glared at the tom.

**elswhere** · #**16452** June 16th, 2021, 11:26 AM

"I was wonderin' if ya wanted to brush up on some battle moves, eh?" He laid down beside him, licking a paw and drawing it of his ear. Darksun gold hues glittered.

**Ziera** · #**16453** June 17th, 2021, 05:32 AM

// @Rani

Snakeheart was a fascinating cat up close. Stormtalon rarely saw so much emotion and logic bound together in one package; usually cats specialized in one or the other. Even as a lingering hiss slithered around Snake’s sizable fangs and his body coiled with rage, the medicine cat accepted Storm’s profile of him without so much as a flinch. Huh. Volatile and self-aware.

Storm’s features remained carefully impassive as he followed the russet tom’s hints. Was Snake thinking it was some sort of planned-out charade? Really?

“They didn’t know each other. Junipsersong isn’t exactly subtle. If there was any familiarity between them, I would have noticed.” As far as the content of their conversation --“They talked about peace. The burdock they split sat half In RiverClan territory, half in ThunderClan. I allowed it.” Snake could probably guess why Stormtalon made that call; one clump of Burdock root wasn’t worth a skirmish when at the time, he didn’t know Whitewolf was alone.

“This little bit of information is interesting, if true,” Storm continued, ear flicking. “Whitewolf claimed her trip to the border alone was about breathing in RiverClan scent.” Rain, she said. It smelled like rain. “Apparently ThunderClan calls our scent ‘enemy.’ Her words.” That part should anger him, but it didn’t. Storm only felt bitter vindication of his choice to support Kestrelstar over their high and mighty peacemaker clanmates.

Still.

Storm eyed Snakeheart, wary. Despite getting off on a very wrong paw with her, Stormtalon wasn’t trying to dunk Junipersong in hot water; it was more like making sure she didn’t hurt herself, send Kestrelstar into a spiraling rage or cause early war. You know.

“We’re talking about Junipersong,” Stormtalon mewed simply. Wasn’t that an explanation in itself? He sincerely doubted she had the capacity to premeditate anything, let alone betrayal. “I know this wasn’t planned and you know it too. She’s kind, the annoying sort who chases butterflies and wants to believe everyone is good, right? Well you and I know that world is fantasy.” Peace wasn’t ‘getting along’ and pretending everything was fine. It was getting justice. “My recommendation is to pull her from all Thunderclan border patrols. Keep her busy somewhere else.”

Then again. Snakeheart was under no obligation to care what Stormtalon thought. It wouldn’t hurt his feelings if the medicine cat decided to go another route.

Fixing Snakeheart with a look, Stormtalon mewed: “This was my patrol. You’re angry—rightfully so. I shared my concerns about Junipsersong, but I take full responsibility for my clanmates.”

**teddy.** · #**16454** June 17th, 2021, 06:52 AM

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Lotusheart was just....so confused. She'd never had any fly problems. Was it just an old person thing? Probably. The stranger has still not revealed their name. Did he not want to? Lotusheart assumed she'd have to ask again. She certainly hoped he wouldn't be upset at her.
"Erm...Well, I hope that helps you and your fly problem. What happens to be your name?" she mewed. Lotus was extremely awkward in conversation.

Starclan, his name! She had asked before, hadn't she? And the question hadn't stuck in the slightest. He opened his mouth - missing chipped teeth on display for a moment - before his mind went blank.

Seadog blinked.

What was his name? What... was his name?

He furrowed bushy brows at her, using all of his two brain cells to try and figure it out. His name...

"Who needs a name!" The old tom grumbled at her, shaking his head in dismissal as his tail began to lash angrily behind him. Annoyance at himself and his lack of identity. "Theyre overrated, like flies! Bloody flies, overrated little things,"

The fog in his mind was thick, teal eyes darting frantically across her expression but only for a moment, "seen as ya so fond of names, tell me yours!"

**Shade.** · #**16455** June 17th, 2021, 07:20 AM

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Originally Posted by Rxmulus

Starclan, his name! She had asked before, hadn't she? And the question hadn't stuck in the slightest. He opened his mouth - missing chipped teeth on display for a moment - before his mind went blank.

Seadog blinked.

What was his name? What... was his name?

He furrowed bushy brows at her, using all of his two brain cells to try and figure it out. His name...

"Who needs a name!" The old tom grumbled at her, shaking his head in dismissal as his tail began to lash angrily behind him. Annoyance at himself and his lack of identity. "Theyre overrated, like flies! Bloody flies, overrated little things,"

The fog in his mind was thick, teal eyes darting frantically across her expression but only for a moment, "seen as ya so fond of names, tell me yours!"

Lotusheart was absolutely baffled. She shrunk back a little as the old cat seemed to get rather heated on the subject of names and flies. Was he mad at her? Lotus was used to cats being mad at her. That's why she usually kept her muzzle shut. Then he seemed to ask for her name. Had she told him her name? No, she didn't think so. She was mildly uncomfortable around old people. they were just so....old? Or maybe it was her newfound hatred for authority and respectable figures.
"Well, um, my name is Lotusheart, hope you don't think it's overrated." she mewed with absolute confusion on her face. Her three braincells were eventually able to comprehend that perhaps the reason this peculiar individual did not provide his name was that he was too old to remember at the moment.

**Bread** · #**16456** June 17th, 2021, 04:31 PM

Duckbounce sat.

**Sweetie** · #**16457** June 17th, 2021, 06:31 PM

Shimmeringpool wanted to scoff at Gentlefoot's comment, she was not a good mentor. The silvery-white molly pushed Berryscorch away soon as she learned about her true nature, Wavepaw went missing and so did Primrosepaw under her watch.

"And anyway, everyone has their own talents."

That part was somewhat true, what was her talent? Stuttering constantly, probably. "I suppose so, do you have any?

(It's totally fine

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**Quasar** · #**16458** June 18th, 2021, 07:38 PM

Minnowpaw was particularly energetic, even compared to her normal over-the-top nature. She just needed to go go go! Since she wasn't allowed to go out into the territory alone a stupid rule in her opinion), instead she just settled in bounding around camp

**Maplebriar** · #**16459** June 19th, 2021, 12:43 AM

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Beestinger walked out of the warriors den to have a nice relaxing day in camp. He might do some hunting. He might not. It all really depends on if he wanted to or not. Sometimes he was just lazy. Being lazy was sometimes fun to him.

**Beaan** · #**16460** June 19th, 2021, 07:53 AM

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Beestinger walked out of the warriors den to have a nice relaxing day in camp. He might do some hunting. He might not. It all really depends on if he wanted to or not. Sometimes he was just lazy. Being lazy was sometimes fun to him.

Dewdrop was walking around camp when she sppoted you. "Oh hey beestinger! Nice morning huh."