Cinderstar
From where she sat just before her nest, Cinderstar was working on fixing a little part of it. Some of the moss had begun to get too padded down, and after another attempt to spruce it up the leader resigned to the fact that it might be time to clear it out. Still, parts of it had the scent of her mate, so disposing of the next, while silly since she'd see her mate soon, felt a little difficult.
Despite this dilemma, she quickly turned her attention as a soft voice alerted her to a visitor. A smile drew itself upon her face as Cinderstar recognized Heartkit. "Hello, Heartkit," she greeted warmly as she settled down in a half-seated, half-lying position so that she was more eye level with the youngster. Her ears swiveled forward in an attempt to take in whatever question she had.
Oh? Concerned pooled in the depths of her blue gaze as she reached out a slender paw, and offer of comfort to the kit. She recalled a time when half-Clan relationships had been much more frowned upon than they were now. As a warrior she had never really had to worry much about her stance on them, but as ThunderClan's leader the silver bengal supposed she'd need to consider it.
"First off," she replied, keeping her tone gentle and soft as she left her slender paw in an aim to wipe some of the tears from Heartkit's face, "I hope you know there is nothing to be scared of. Despite your heritage, you are ThunderClan born, and as far as I'm concerned, will one day make a remarkable ThunderClan warrior." Kits could not be blamed for the mistakes their parents made, Cinderstar knew that better than anyone. "Second, while it is against the code, I do know that love is quite a powerful emotion, and it can at times become more important than the vows we take as warriors." She recalled her own love for Nectarflame, and how it was perhaps not understood by others - which was perfectly alright with her.
With a quiet sigh, Cinderstar withdrew her paw and placed it back onto the ground. "Half-Clan cats, just like any other cat, have no control over their birth, their heritage. Therefore, I do not believe they should be treated any differently. A cats loyalty comes from the decisions they make for their Clan, not the circumstances of their birth."
Heartkits mind dwindled on the words of the shecat. They had her feel a tad bit better,Heartkit didn’t move or try to when she wiped it’s tears. The thought of having a parent figure care for them made glow feel safe and a bit comfortable. Her feelings were different,difficult to describe or express to the bengal. “But what if the other clans see it as Thunderclan is a disgrace. I don’t want to be the cause of leader trouble or anything. I mean I know it breaks the code though? Or I’m a breaking of the code! That’s….that’s….that’s gross!
Heartkit settled on the word gross. It described how he felt right now! He felt gross,and now that far thought about it……the word gross fit. It was how others thought about half-clan cats,so why should how they described themselves any differently. Heartkit felt the tears falling,they allowed them to fall,no use trying to stop them now. They didn’t know when they started full on crying.Heartkit lets out a breath she hadn’t been aware she was holding, a little bit of the tension receding from her body. She messed up. She’s messed up so much. But at least she has Cinderstars forgiveness.
Heartkit was still,Not moving a small bit during speaking. Although their tears ran down their fur. That was slightly damp. Heartkit knew it was a bad idea,asking her for anything? She could exile him at any point for being a disgusting,gross product of something that should have never happened. “I know not everyone holds the same values as you. Not everyone has the same idea of a perfect cat. Not everyone thinks that abominations such as myself are right...”
“Can I give you a hug……? Is that allowed? I just really need one.” Heartkit can hear their voice breaking down into a whisper as he steps a bit closer. They just wanted some sort of comfort,some sort of anchor right now. Whatever it was it would hopefully help calm them down. “I’m sorry for getting all emotional,it’s just a sensitive topic for me and stuff…” She try’s to slightly stop crying,it was no use. He wanted to just scream.Screaming helped. It always helped her calm down,would it even matter? Was his father did was done. Something no one could help-Not even Cinderstar or Heartkit,or his siblings. Sugarkit and Blazingkit.
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"I am alright, my love," Nectarflame attempts to soothe. "And as far as I know, he never touched even a whisker on our brethren. As far as I am aware, he fled after our confrontation. No harm came of that foul play this time. And I am grateful for that much."
After a pause spanning a moment, she turns her head away. "I was wrong to keep this from anyone, most importantly you, for so long," she admits knowingly. "Perhaps I have grown too considerate of the younger cats, for we have heard so much of what they go through on their own lately. However... It is also a truth, that one must be held accountable for his own actions, regardless of how he felt or why he acted in such a way. It was never my decision to make. I am sorry."
Cinderstar
Upon hearing that Nectarflame was okay, and that the medicine cat had not had a chance to enact his poisoned claws. It was a relief to hear that none of ThunderClan had suffered more at the poisoned claws of RiverClan.
Stifling her concern she listened intently to the rest of what her mate said. It had been wrong to keep it to herself, but Cinderstar could perhaps maybe see why she had. Or maybe it was that she knew Nectarflame's heart and her intentions behind everything she did. The silver bengal also experienced the same dilemma; after all, Snakeheart was still quite young.
But still, he was a medicine cat, and the senior one out of all the Clans at that. Her jaw hardened as the confliction between her mind and heart became apparent in her eyes. "It is no wonder he was the one so vehemently denying the accusations then. A kid, following another kid into a war that should have never been fought." She had thought the poisoned claws had perhaps ended with RiverClan's former leader dying, but that had been naïve to think.
"Intentions aside, this is not a crime that can be left unpunished. RiverClan has no right to walk on this moral high ground they seem to think they live on when their own medicine cat sinks as low as to use death berries to win fights." A certain resentfulness gripped her tone as she closed her eyes, taking a steadying breath to calm her anger. It was not the act itself anymore that upset her, but the lying and deceit.
After a moment or two more of silence, Cinderstar opened her eyes to stare into the beautiful emerald ones of her love. "...What should I do?"
Heartkits mind dwindled on the words of the shecat. They had her feel a tad bit better,Heartkit didn’t move or try to when she wiped it’s tears. The thought of having a parent figure care for them made glow feel safe and a bit comfortable. Her feelings were different,difficult to describe or express to the bengal. “But what if the other clans see it as Thunderclan is a disgrace. I don’t want to be the cause of leader trouble or anything. I mean I know it breaks the code though? Or I’m a breaking of the code! That’s….that’s….that’s gross!
Heartkit settled on the word gross. It described how he felt right now! He felt gross,and now that far thought about it……the word gross fit. It was how others thought about half-clan cats,so why should how they described themselves any differently. Heartkit felt the tears falling,they allowed them to fall,no use trying to stop them now. They didn’t know when they started full on crying.Heartkit lets out a breath she hadn’t been aware she was holding, a little bit of the tension receding from her body. She messed up. She’s messed up so much. But at least she has Cinderstars forgiveness.
Heartkit was still,Not moving a small bit during speaking. Although their tears ran down their fur. That was slightly damp. Heartkit knew it was a bad idea,asking her for anything? She could exile him at any point for being a disgusting,gross product of something that should have never happened. “I know not everyone holds the same values as you. Not everyone has the same idea of a perfect cat. Not everyone thinks that abominations such as myself are right...”
“Can I give you a hug……? Is that allowed? I just really need one.” Heartkit can hear their voice breaking down into a whisper as he steps a bit closer. They just wanted some sort of comfort,some sort of anchor right now. Whatever it was it would hopefully help calm them down. “I’m sorry for getting all emotional,it’s just a sensitive topic for me and stuff…” She try’s to slightly stop crying,it was no use. He wanted to just scream.Screaming helped. It always helped her calm down,would it even matter? Was his father did was done. Something no one could help-Not even Cinderstar or Heartkit,or his siblings. Sugarkit and Burningkit.
Cinderstar
A soft sigh escaped the leader as Heartkit continued to think the worst. She couldn't necessarily blame the young kit, as minds that young were often too imaginative for their own good. As far as Cinderstar knew, many half-Clan cats resided in all four Clans, and at least speaking for herself she didn't think any less of the Clans because of it. In the end, all it meant was that the Clan had a strong and loyal warrior.
"Just because you were born from a situation that goes against the code does not mean you, yourself, are breaking the code." Another encouraging smile was directed Heartkit's way. "You won't be the cause of any trouble. Trust me, the leaders of the other Clans ought to take a look at their own cats before they speak anything on ours." RiverClan with their poisoned claws, ShadowClan with their murderers. Stars, the only Clan who still had any respectable cats left might as well be WindClan.
Seeing Heartkit cry more now, Cinderstar felt her heart melt. "Of course, little one." With a slender paw she reached out to draw the kit in closer to her for a hug, a purr rumbling in her chest. "There will be a lot of cats in life that do not view you as the kind heart you are, but it is up to you if you will allow their thoughts and words to define who you will be."
“Quailfur! Quailfur!” Flamekit chirped as she stepped foot into the nursery after racing across camp. “Cinderstar said she’ll get us more moss!”
The kit then realized Quailfur was eating the quail she had been given, “Will you get enough…?”
She sat down and looked at the queen with a concerned gaze, “Do you need me to get some more for you?”
She raised herself from the eaten quail, looking towards Flamekit with a tinted red muzzle. Quickly licking around her lips cleaning herself. She was fuller than ever and that made her energized.
" That's great! "
Sensing the kits concern, she scooted the half-eaten quail towards Flamekit and looked up.
" No it's alright, I don't really need any more. I feel fuller than a stuffed fox if I do say so myself. Why don't you eat the rest. If you can't finish it save it for the other kits. "
She purred then cleaned her paw, giving short quick licks with her bright pink tongue.
She raised herself from the eaten quail, looking towards Flamekit with a tinted red muzzle. Quickly licking around her lips cleaning herself. She was fuller than ever and that made her energized.
" That's great! "
Sensing the kits concern, she scooted the half-eaten quail towards Flamekit and looked up.
" No it's alright, I don't really need any more. I feel fuller than a stuffed fox if I do say so myself. Why don't you eat the rest. If you can't finish it save it for the other kits. "
She purred then cleaned her paw, giving short quick licks with her bright pink tongue.
“Thanks, Quailfur!” Flamekit let out a joyous purr as she stretched her neck to eat the quail. Her eyes shined brightly and her tail was moving from left to right on the ground. The quail soon filled up her belly and she moved the leftovers to another kits’ nest. Sitting up, Flamekit lifted her paw and began to clean the pinkish tint of the quail’s blood off. “So, have you thought of names for your kits?”
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Crow (Purrks: Heightened Perception, Agatha Kitty, Hulk SMASH, Dreamwalker)
Ravenhawk
➢ Upon hearing the sing-song voice of another clanmate as they called for potential volunteers for a small hunting party, the thin calico feline hummed as they glanced up at the sky to see it’s current state: dark gray. Yeah, ThunderClan was definitely gonna be getting some rain later today. Brightpath didn't like rain too much. Getting wet was for their fishy neighbors, in his opinion.
However, the familiar gray-fur that belonged to Cinderstar caught his eye as the molly padded over to the freshkill pile. He then watched in silence as she sorted through it, discarding various prey pieces that had gone bad. Once that was done, a small kitten immediately seemed to scamper over and take a piece that was still good. Ick. They were definitely needing more food after that. Hm. Brightpath looked back over to Honeyfern, seeing that another warrior, Vineglow, had joined them now.
Sighing, Brightpath eased himself into a standing position and casually strolled over. "I'll join ya if you'll have me," The young warrior meowed with a small friendly smile, "Looks like ThunderClan needs some extra prey right about now anyway."
Vineglow noticed the golden molly "Hello Honeyfern!" She greeted her clanmate
Honeyfern shot a smile towards Vineglow, dipping her head in greeting. "Hello!" she mewed. "Do you wish to join me on my hunting trip?" She figured that Vineglow had made nothing clear. Honeyfern didn't want to seem stupid by simply assuming the other molly wanted to accompany her. Her green gaze directed itself towards Brightpaw as the young warrior approached. "Of course, we'll have you," she replied warmly. Yes, ThunderClan certainly needed some extra prey at the moment. The prey pile was getting smaller day by day - she wondered how long they could keep going like this.
Honeyfern held down a sigh, instead directing her golden coloured tailtip towards camp entrance. "Shall we get going?" the molly asked, looking at Brightpaw - mayhaps, if Vineglow had agreed to come along, she'd look at the molly as well. She was thrilled to start hunting. The feeling of adrenaline rushing through her veins, she had missed it so much. Especially the satisfaction when she successfuly managed to catch something - perhaps that was the best part, even.
Realizing she was getting dreamy again, Honeyfern hastily distracted herself from those thoughts by letting her gaze rest on one of her front paws.
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Blazekit layed in his nest feeling helpless with his disable leg and his blindness* will i be a great warrior with my disable leg and blind eyes?* he questioned himself in his head
“Thanks, Quailfur!” Flamekit let out a joyous purr as she stretched her neck to eat the quail. Her eyes shined brightly and her tail was moving from left to right on the ground. The quail soon filled up her belly and she moved the leftovers to another kits’ nest. Sitting up, Flamekit lifted her paw and began to clean the pinkish tint of the quail’s blood off. “So, have you thought of names for your kits?”
" You're welcome Flamekit. "
Quailfur meowed watching the she-kit fill her belly. She was surprised to see how fast Flamekit has eaten the quail. Only a few leftovers were left for the others to spare. She laughed in her mind silently, she didn't know Flamekit was such a big eater. Though everyone is expected to be hungry at one point, she shrugged it off.
" Names.. well we usually name our kits based on coat color. But some names of been thinking of would be Speckekit if one had a speckled coat. Oo! Snailkit would be cute! But I wouldn't want to name my kit after such a slow creature.. Mmm.. Adderkit? No.. maybe Springkit? That would be nice. I'll probably know what to name my kits when they are born. I trust in my instincts to name them well. "
She said silently, her thought process still going rapid with thinking of kit names.
Quailfur meowed watching the she-kit fill her belly. She was surprised to see how fast Flamekit has eaten the quail. Only a few leftovers were left for the others to spare. She laughed in her mind silently, she didn't know Flamekit was such a big eater. Though everyone is expected to be hungry at one point, she shrugged it off.
" Names.. well we usually name our kits based on coat color. But some names of been thinking of would be Speckekit if one had a speckled coat. Oo! Snailkit would be cute! But I wouldn't want to name my kit after such a slow creature.. Mmm.. Adderkit? No.. maybe Springkit? That would be nice. I'll probably know what to name my kits when they are born. I trust in my instincts to name them well. "
She said silently, her thought process still going rapid with thinking of kit names.
“I’m sure that whatever you name them, they’ll be great. And with you and Thrushfur as their parents, they’ll be good warriors one day, just like I hope to be!” Flamekit smiled. “I have to go see if I can get a head start on my fighting skills, I want to impress my future mentor!”
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Crow (Purrks: Heightened Perception, Agatha Kitty, Hulk SMASH, Dreamwalker)
Ravenhawk
The golden cat observes her silver counterpart in the hopes of reading that mind of hers. It does not do much for her, but those deep blue eyes were enchanting all the same. "It is a disgrace to any warrior of any Clan," she comments. "Kestrelstar did not lead that Clan, nor that child, properly. Snakeheart learned that menacing others and lying would be okay so long as no one believed he had done wrong."
Cinderstar shuts her eyes, and the warrior continues to study her in the dark. She was glad that no harm had come to her mate that day- Could you imagine? Her gaze slips away from that pretty, round face down her throat, across her shoulders, and away over her back- All the way to the very tip of her tail. This cat belonged to Nectarflame now. It was her duty to devote her life wholly to her.
And yet as the silvery leader opened her eyes, looked her in the face, and asked for guidance, any righteous dedication inside of Nectarflame switches out for a far greedier, far more selfish desire to hoard this cat for the rest of their time. Funny, how quickly even a cat as devoted to ThunderClan as herself would turn for love.
"I..." Trailing off, the warrior considers what to say. Honestly her own thoughts were barely comprehensible on this matter. "Would want to speak privately to them, to him." She corrects herself in the last moment there. "Snakeheart has too many defensive barriers around him as it is. When he is cornered, he is different. When he is on his own, he is weaker." That sounded rude, but her tone did not suggest this was a malicious sort of idea. Flicking her tail, Nectarflame continues to muse.
"If some cat were to speak to him where he could not be reached by his Clanmates, perhaps we would learn something we did not know before. At the very least, so long as we post others in the shadows to observe this meeting, we will have the evidence to back our claims to the other Clans. RiverClan must be brought down a leg or two. It is time that they remember: they are cats just like the rest of us."
In truth, RiverClan of late was not as bothersome as they had been in the recent past. Skystar contributed a lot to their sudden hush, perhaps. Was it laziness, or something more sinister? And indeed, it seemed silly in a way to speak like this about RiverClan when for so long, ShadowClan had been the monsters in the dark. But they were fearsome because they harnessed their strength in ways no one else did. RiverClan, because they had none and still won battles.
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Flamekit pranced out of the nursery and into the clearing with her tail and head held high. She paused for a moment in the grass and scanned the camp for a leaf that had fallen down. Noticing one towards the camp entrance she pranced forward and picked up the leaf then placed it under the shade of a tree. The warmth of the day made it a tad hot, especially since she had long fur.
"I'll be a 'paw soon, leaf! Do you know what that means? I'll be working hard to impress my future mentor, and you'll help me!" Flamekit purred as she touched the leaf with her nose. The kit turned on her heels then she flipped around and pounced, pawing at the leaf with her unsheathed claws.
It didn't take long for the leaf to get shredded, and the orange and white tabby had to get another one from the tree above her. She used a rock as leverage and stretched as high as she could, then jumped and got a stick full of leaves with her teeth and claws.
Once she had gotten another leaf for her practice, she tossed it into the air and leaped after it, trying and failing to snatch it out of the air. Flamekit repeated the process multiple times and soon she nearly felt like she had eaten crow food, even though she knew she hadn't.
The kit paused for a moment and took the time to regain her breath and steady her heaving sides. No wonder kits aren't made apprentices until they have reached six moons!
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Crow (Purrks: Heightened Perception, Agatha Kitty, Hulk SMASH, Dreamwalker)
Ravenhawk
Re: ThunderClan Leader's Den
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