Now that was something new and uncomfortable information. What could be weighing on an apprentice so strongly that they wanted to die? "Assuming you're not going to explain about that. I'll take you back to WindClan, but if you find yourself having a problem you need to talk to someone. Whether it is me or someone in the clan, no one can understand what's wrong if you don't talk." Twilightstar advised, but let him go with a dip of her head.
(Done, I'll pull him out of the missing)
(My bad, not sure why I thought one was older)
Still a little annoyed with herself, Twilightstar focused on swaying her tail back and forth in soothing motions while rationalizing that she could just go hunting again for the clan later. "Gentle and Spirit, you don't smell like kittypets, aren't you two a little young to be wandering on your own where are parents?" She questioned once she had calmed herself.
"You're allowed to ask questions," She quipped as Gentle apologized. "My name is Twilightstar, I lead WindClan." Twilightstar could and probably should have ignored the questioned and sent these younglings on their way. Sadly, she was invested in their tale so botting them wasn't going to be easy.
She was glad that he got that she wasn't all that interested in his reasoning for leaving RiverClan. Not personally, he'd have to answer to RiverClan for that and she could listen to his reasoning and judge him then. It was no shock to hear that he was scared, Twilightstar's never abandoned her clan so she couldn't truly understand his fear, but she could certainly try and empathize with him. She might have thought that was courageous for him to come back, but she could see that it wasn't courage that brought him back but loneliness.
Learning that Sootflare had his run-in with Kestrelstar was news to her, not that she expected Kestrelstar to tell her about RiverClan business. This was certainly going to cause a bit of a problem, but she could only hope that the younger leader didn't let his temper drive him. As Sootflare agreed to her terms, she nodded her head acknowledging his choice about his name and then waved her tail beckoning him to follow her as she led him into camp. She wondered how her clan was going to take this.
(Done, if you haven't already, submit him to WindClan please.)
Twilightstar couldn't help but be skeptical about what was being told to her. "You're telling me that StarClan told you to leave your clan to go on an adventure for no other reason than that." So while she and WindClan were suffering against the tyranny of ShadowClan. Tigerflight was out messing around. The rabbit laid at her paws did little to appease her. "Even if it was true, you just up and left without a word no thought or regard to the clan. I find the whole thing ridiculous, especially with everything that WindClan's been going through."
Twilightstar shot Vision a level, stern, glare, a silent warning to watch his temper. He was the one asking for something from her, not the other way around. As the queen began begging again, Twilightstar huffed thoughtfully. "It sounds like you should have thought of this before." She couldn't help but chastise the pair. They were lucky that leafbare was nearly over, otherwise, Twilightstar would have turned them away, especially the prickly tom. "I can take you to join my clan, but you're going to have to learn how hunt and fight, life as a wild cat is not easy. You join WindCan, you follow my orders." Twilightstar shot a look at Vision as she growled. "What are your names?"
Sitting just inside her den, the WindClan leader had her chin resting on her paws as she observed her clan. She lifts her head when a ginger and brown tom steps into camp. "Pinetail," Twilightstar summoned the tom over with a twitch of her ear. "Where'd you go?"
Loud, it was the first thought that came to her mind as she spotted the gray and golden toms. The pair just vanished not long after a meeting. "You can't get back into WindClan without seeing me." The leader commented as she came up behind the former warriors. "I do hope that you weren't trying to sneak back into the clan."
Spotting the light brown and white she-cat roaming her territory, Twilightstar headed in the feline's direction. "Cherryfall," meowed the molly after making out the feline's stripes now closer. "Where've you been?"
Hunting, or at least trying to hunt, the WindClan leader growled softly at her bad luck as she lost a second rabbit as it raced down its burrow. She halted just outside of it, tail lashing frustratingly behind her as she turned away and began trudging through the wet territory back towards the borders. She'd go back to hunting after she cooled off. Avoiding some brambles in her path and pushing through some old, decaying heather, she made her way to a more well-traveled path and slowly began making her way to the border.
She froze mid paw step, eye locked on to the bushy tail o a squirrel savaging. Not a common prey in the open moorland, but closer to the outskirts there was a dense forest, so squirrels were easier to find here. She would have lowered herself into a hunting crouch if not for the sour scent of twoleg nearby. A nearby bird taking flight scared off the squirrel and made a troublesome decision for the she-cat. Sliding smoothly out of her crouch, Twilightstar carried on towards the border.
Figuring out where the scent came from, Twilightstar stared across the border at the brown she-cat with a new set of vicious-looking scars along her face and neck. Concern and confusion blended into a mixture, shining through the single green eye as Twilightstar padded closer to the edge of the border. "Swiftwind, what happened?" Despite the growing worry, the she-cat kept her voice calm as stated her question. She could guess, the molly reeked of twoleg.
A sharp gust of wind brought the faint scent of blood with it. The she-cat who had been sunning herself on the breeze rock shot straight up and opened her maw tasted the air, but it was gone as quickly as it had come. A brief glimpse around the camp told her that everything was alright. No matter where she looked or breathed in the scent, everything seemed in order and so Twilightstar figured it was her imagination at the start. But the nagging sensation continued to persist, so she left the breezerock behind and started walking towards the entrance of camp.
She stepped right out of it and oddly enough as she parted her maw to taste the air again, she picked up that bloody scent again. Shutting her jaw, she began walking in the direction of the scent. It was a tad bit windy today, hard to keep track of scents with the breeze. After walking through the moor for a bit, ready to give up on finding the bloody smell, it was on her way back to camp that she located the former WindClan queen.
"That explains the scent," Twilightstar muttered to herself as she padded up to meet Honeystorm. She immediately went to check on she's shoulder, nose twitching with how strong the metallic scent was on the she-cat body. Not only that but she carried a variety of other scents on her, the strongest being twoleg. "Are you okay?" She inquired, glancing over Honeystorm's pelt for any more visible wounds.
"Kittypet?" Spirit asked confused. "I don know where from" She stammered
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(No need to read this, just letting you know that Silentstorm has completed her punishment from when she went missing)
Silentstorm was hunting, well, silently. She had broken away from camp as soon as she spoke with Twilightstar, determined to finish her punishment as soon as possible. It was my so much a punishment, as something that she needed to do. It was leafbare, the clan was hungry, it was necessary. The only problem was that this was going to take much longer than she had hoped. For some stupid reason, the silver molly had had it in her head that there would be prey everywhere, that this would only take an hour, but as she ran across the moor, looking for the sight of any movement, she realized that this was going to be a lot harder than she had thought.
Shoot. He skidded yo a stop, letting the cold flurries of snow kick up on either side of her. She preferred to keep moving in the snow, after all, it meant that the frozen crystals wouldn’t stick and melt into water so much, but moving was getting her nowhere. The irony. Blue eyes surveyed the white covered grassland and she began to walk, stopping every now and then to check in holes or under shelled branches. Anywhere for a rabbit. Her first relief came when she found small fresh imprints in the snow, rabbit tracks. She picked up her pace, trudging methodically through the cold.
She saw the first bunny a few minutes later, chewing on a tough green plant that had wormed its way out of the snow. The rabbit was white, something that she had failed to remember. Since she had last hunting, the animals fur had shifted colors, something that Silentstorm should have known from last leafbare. And this one, if she hadn’t been so absorbed eith, well, nothing. She didn’t have a reason for not hunting. She could say she hadn’t been on a patrol, but that was silly. She wasn’t on a patrol now, was she? Of course not! She crept closer, using effort to approach from behind while stepping ever so lightly. It’s ears twitched and she sprang, giving the rabbit chase before quickly overcoming it with a quick bite. Thank you Starclan, for this prey.
One down, two to go. A fluffy of pale brown caught her eye, warning her of a second rabbit that she had startled when chasing the first. Dropping the animal on the ground, she jumped after the second, attempting to cut it off. From green leaf , Silentstorm remembered the position of an entrance to a warren, though she couldn’t recall exactly where. She sprinted off at an angle, hoping to cut the smaller creature off before it could reach the tunnel. So close, so lose, and there! She grinned, as, with one final leapt, Silentstorm leapt onto the rabbits back, silencing it quickly. This was going much better than she had thought.
Padding back to the first creature, she dropped the second animal, before digging around to find a stick to mark the area with. Silentstorm would probably remember where she put it, but better safe than sorry. The third animal took much longer to find then the first one, which, given she shriek of the first rabbit, and how long it took to kill the second, made sense. Any other rabbits in the area, most likely would have left by now. She made her way to the RiverClan border, confident that whether or not she caught anything here, other cats would not be a problem.
She was tiring now, due to the amount of running. Her hopes was that she could find some fat mouse that was too lazy to run. The likelihood of that was scarce, but hey, she always was a dreamer. (She really wasn’t, she just said that to make herself feel better about her failings) She saw a flicker of movement, about three tail lengths from the border, which, honestly, was great. Despite her confidence in RiverClans chill nature towards WindClan, a small thread of doubt has began when she was certain nothing was there. Now she wasn’t so convinced, as the sight of a small mice, wandering barely two fox lengths from her was proving that wrong. It was funny, that this mouse hadn’t moved yet, but it was prey, so it was good.
She starting creeping firward, one step after another, until she was close enough to spring. The mouse’s small head poked up, it’s ears twitching. Nice didn’t hear you, the felt you, and the snow was doing a great job of dampening that affect. Silentstorm leaped at it, landing near perfect on its back legs. Perfect. Thank, Starclan. it was over. She was cold. She could go back now and not be cold. She wasn’t sure if it was the cold dampening her thoughts, or if she was just tired, but she was too happy to care. With the mouse in her jaws, she ran back to the other two critters, and with her best attempt at carrying all three, she began her journey back to camp.
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The large silver tomcat padded through the territory, heading back to camp. A mouse dangled from his jaws. His pawsteps were slow and relaxed. There is no hurry, he told himself. It was nice to calm down for once and ignore the commotion that had been happening in the clan lately. That was when he heard yowls of agony disturb the eerie silence. Maplewhisker's eyes widened as his ears pricked. Was there danger? What was happening? His blue gaze fell on Tigerpaw. There was the fresh corpse of a badger beside her and blood was flowing out of her eye. "Tigerpaw!" he shrieked, bounding over to the wounded apprentice. He tried to pick her up by the scruff so that he could bring her home. "Don't worry. I'll bring you to Cowpaw," the warrior meowed soothingly.
The large silver tomcat padded through the territory, heading back to camp. A mouse dangled from his jaws. His pawsteps were slow and relaxed. There is no hurry, he told himself. It was nice to calm down for once and ignore the commotion that had been happening in the clan lately. That was when he heard yowls of agony disturb the eerie silence. Maplewhisker's eyes widened as his ears pricked. Was there danger? What was happening? His blue gaze fell on Tigerpaw. There was the fresh corpse of a badger beside her and blood was flowing out of her eye. "Tigerpaw!" he shrieked, bounding over to the wounded apprentice. He tried to pick her up by the scruff so that he could bring her home. "Don't worry. I'll bring you to Cowpaw," the warrior meowed soothingly.
~~Tigerpaw~~
Tigerpaw kept yowling in pain. She bit her tongue to shut herself up but she kept moaning. She heard Maplewhisker's voice. The tom warrior tried to pick her up. "I'll... walk..." She groaned, leaning on the warrior's side, the blood flowing starting to slow down, but it was taking its time. "Cowpaw..." Tigerpaw moaned, the young tabby apprentice's head felt like it was going to split open.
The gray tabby she-cat had flattened her ears at all the talk of fighting. Part of her understood her Clanmates’ wishes for revenge, but the reality was it wouldn’t bring back Ashfeather and it would just start a war with ShadowClan. A war that she really, really didn’t want to happen at the moment. As their leader demanded quiet and said that picking a fight with ShadowClan was not happening, Lilacdawn had to wonder if there would be some warriors that decided to stray a bit too close to the border to try to cause trouble. StarClan knew some of these cats were stubborn.
Her ears perked up at the mention of Sootflare. How odd that he would be here now, instead of in RiverClan. Curiosity fluttered in her belly as she looked at the tom, and she thought that perhaps she might like to try to get to know him since he was a former leader. Would he be up for that, or would he still feel like he was above regular warriors? She knew that some leaders, like Dawnstar, definitely put themselves on a pedestal and lorded over their Clan with iron claws. But he was a former leader, so technically he was no more important than any regular warrior.
At long last the announcement of a deputy was made, and she smiled. “Fallownose! Fallownose!” she called, glancing over at him and giving him a wide grin. She had recently been hunting with him and had no idea it would be the last time he’d hunt as a simple warrior. Now he was deputy, and from what little she knew of him, she suspected he would do a good job. Lilacdawn just hoped that his deputyship wasn’t full of insanity and fighting.
As she watched Silentpaw swiftly kill the rabbit, she slowed to a trot down the hill, panting. It had been a good chase and had certainly gotten the adrenaline pumping in her veins. But now the creature was hanging limp in Silentpaw’s jaws, and its struggle was over. Lilacdawn nodded her head to the other molly as a way to say, ‘Good job,’ unable to speak for a moment while she caught her breath. Then she glanced over to see if Fallownose had caught his rabbit, and sure enough he had. Things couldn’t have gone better if StarClan themselves had done it.
“Great work,” she finally managed to say to the two as they gathered back together. “This should feed the queens and elders easily. Thanks for having us on this hunt, Fallownose,” she said, dipping her head to him. “And thanks for coming along and doing so wonderfully, Silentpaw.”
Maplewhisker brought Tigerpaw to the medicine den. Her right eye was still bleeding, just not as bad. She could barely see anything but with the warrior's help, she was able to lie down in one of the nests. "Cowpaw?" She moaned, her paw soaked with her blood. She kept her paw on her eye.
Mossnose ran straight into the medicine den skidding on the ground. Spotting Tigerpaw, he noticed her eye. "WHAT HAPPENED!" shouted Mossnose fur bristled up.
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she hopped over to her and lowered her ears aware she had been gone "I had gone to see If There was a better hunting spot from where I was and Lost track of time until now, I apologize TwighlightStar! It won't happen again!" Then she speaks proudly as she planned to keep her word, never again will she go missing. If it's the last thing she can do.
Mossnose ran straight into the medicine den skidding on the ground. Spotting Tigerpaw, he noticed her eye. "WHAT HAPPENED!" shouted Mossnose fur bristled up.
@Leafspeaker
~~Tigerpaw~~
Tigerpaw lifted her head. "Badger attack... the same one from last time," She moaned. "Remember when we found that one badger den? When I got hurt? It was that badger." Tigerpaw hissed in pain at her eye.
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