"No." He said sternly. "Now, lets find a bird." He said. "If you can find it before me you can have the meat." He offered, challenging her to try and keep her attention.
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Sootfur (he/him) Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Time passed. But not so much after the sun had reached the highest point in the sky, a familiar scent reached the gray tom's nostrils. Shadowclan. A single cat. He narrowed his eyes to take a better look between the thorn branches, but he couldn't see anyone.
Stealthily, he sneaked out and quickly followed the trail scent along the border. It must be her. I must find her before someone else does it. But it wouldn't be hard at all. The fluffy gray queen was totally exposed, calling out for someone. She's looking for me!
Excitement lit up Sootfur's gray eyes as he saw the pregnant queen at the border, still looking uncertain maybe, or maybe she was just scared like he was. But she had done it. The right choice.
He run toward her with a wide smile and stopped right at the front, welcoming her with warmth. "Dovefluff! You.. you made the right choice. I promise." He hoped his gaze looked confident enough, but he trusted his leader and knew that this cat would be safe in Thunderclan.
He nudged her quickly toward the center of Thunderclan territory, noticing with concern that she was very tired from the walk and her belly almost brushed the ground with its roundness. "Are you ok? You can lean on me if you need it." He offered gently his shoulders, leading her at the heart of his home.
Just wait and see. You will be safe. And happy.
[ @jupiter (it's okay, I had in mind that Sootfur spotted her first! Do you want to reply directly in the thread "Thunderclan territory"? If someone spots us, it'll become even more interesting ) ]
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Dovefluff
The heavily pregnant molly was close to absolutely panicking when someone ran forward. A brief moment of terror before she recognized the tomcat as Sootfur, the kind ThunderClanner she had met at the Gathering. He was quick to smile and warmly assured her that she made the right choice, and the ShadowClan molly, though nervous as hell about all of this, did her best to smile and nod. "I... I'm glad I had the choice." She had never explored the option of leaving her home before until the Gathering. Starting a new life outside of the gloomy, deadly pine forests of ShadowClan had always sounded too good to be true.
Whether he sensed her discomfort or not, the tomcat seemed to realized that she didn't want to spend another second on the border, for fear of being stopped or... more likely, attacked by someone. More so her Clanmates than ThunderClanners. Stepping over the border with a rush of multiple different emotions at once- fear, excitement, anxiety -the molly let him guide her deeper into ThunderClan territory. No going back now. It's okay, babies. You're safe now. She thought hopefully. But am I? yes. She was. Yeah. She was safe. Not from hostile ThunderClanners, but growing up in ShadowClan prepared her for the worst aggression this Clan could throw at her, so fine.
Soon, fatigue started to set in, and her companion was quick to offer his shoulder. The molly smiled wearily, dark blue eyes darting again to the undergrowth. I can't, she almost said. It's a sign of weakness and anything could jump out and attack us if we show any weakness. Was that the same thing here? It felt like the shadows were crawling with murderers and.... Dawnstar and her followers. They wouldn't be here, sense told her, because that was unrealistic. "Thank you." She finally said softly, leaning on his shoulder slightly so that he could carry a small portion of her weight. The long furred silver cat, if she hadn't felt so tired, would have felt bad for him. Or felt ashamed of her heavy weight due to the kids.
"No one's going to attack me, right?" She mumbled, a half-hearted attempt at a joke, with a worried glance behind them again. Egyptian blue eyes scanned the bushes for any potential dangers as the ThunderClan warrior and ShadowClan queen made their way slowly through the territory.
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[Hi, saw this was open, but if you don't want to rp with me, then its fine]
Dawnpetal stalked slowly through the undergrowth, her ears flicking back and forth in search of prey. A mouse to take home, or a squirrel to use its fur to line her nest would be lovely. She stiffened as the scent of another cat drifted to her, undertoned with the milky scent of a kit.
But not of her clan. Strange, kits shouldn't be out alone, never mind in Thunderclan! If I were anyone else, this kit could be in serious trouble! Dawnpetal told herself with a huff. She was not a mother to a cat this young, nor tended to have the patience to deal with the little cats, but she was also not in the habit of attacking innocent kits who had strayed too far.
She made herself purposefully louder. Kits tended to not notice cats creeping up to them, and she didn't want to scare the little thing into running deeper into the forest.
She noticed a small black kitten shielding its eyes from the sunlight. They stood out like a sore paw amongst the grass. Using her body to cast a shadow over the kit, shielding them from the sun, she cleared her throat.
"Excuse me little one? I think you've strayed too far from home."
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Originally Posted by candy hearts.
| Rainfall |
| She/Her |
| A long-furred russian blue cat with a white muzzle and paws; Light green eyes |
~ Rainfall had decided that a nice walk through her territory would be nice. It was good to get out of the nursery every once in a full moon. The forever queen just hoped her little gaggle of kits didn't cause trouble while she was away. The Russian blue let out a small hum as she padded around the territory. Maybe she could bring something back for Honeykit. That's when she realized she was heading her way to the Riverclan-Thunderclan border. Let's not get too close! Don't want to start anything between the two clans.
Huh?
What was that moving in the grass? Rainfall narrowed her eyes as she stepped closer to whatever it was. Was that a kit? Rainfall tilted her head as she made her way over to the kit. Something in her was hoping it was either Hollykit or Songkit and they had come home, but of course it was neither. The queen let out a small sigh before giving the kit a small motherly smile.
"Hello dear. What are you doing out here?"
The queen asked. Rainfall didn't seem to recognized this kit. ~
Use she/her pronouns for Fishkit for now please!
Fishkit was confused and frightened as he could smell a different scent clouding into his nostrils. Unknown scents. Something he couldn’t recognise. It was..it smelt like cobwebs..and leaves. Not like the fishy scent of his camp. He suddenly heard..crunching of the leaves. He twirled around, heart pounding. It wasn’t a .. fox was it?! He broke into cold sweat, looking around wildly. Suddenly, two cats crashed into the bushes, eyes flashing with worry.
Both of the she-cats softly asked if he was alright. The cobweb stench had filled his nostrils entirely now. He was dazed at the questions shot at him. Everything seemed..so…confusing…and…blurry. No.. this was too much. He crashed into the bushes, leaving the cats alone, in an attempt to escape this strange place.
Sootfur (he/him) Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur sensed uncertainty as the she-cat accepted the warrior's offer and gave him some of her weight, though he knew she was trying not to put too much of it.
The more they came closer to the Thunderclan camp and the familiar scents of the forest, the more the gray warrior felt calm and his uneasiness finally receded a bit. He had faith in his clanmates, in his leader, and in his clan. He had faith in Starclan, and deep down, he believed that Dovefluff's path was being guided by them. He glanced at the luminous but colorless sky, wondering if they were observing them right now.
"Uh? Of course not. Not until I'm here, by your side." This was what he was meant to do. And he was sure it was Dovefluff's destiny, too.
As the edges of the camp came in sight, Sootfur slowed his pace and started wondering how he would introduce a Shadowclan cats to his leader... would his clanmates try to stop them? But they had to listen to him, right? Even if he was just a young warrior, he had proven himself over and over again as a valuable clanmate.
A familiar scent broke suddenly into his thoughts; he felt the weight of the gray queen leaving his side and he raised his gaze to find her.
Sootfur (he/him) Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur sensed uncertainty as the she-cat accepted the warrior's offer and gave him some of her weight, though he knew she was trying not to put too much of it.
The more they came closer to the Thunderclan camp and the familiar scents of the forest, the more the gray warrior felt calm and his uneasiness finally receded a bit. He had faith in his clanmates, in his leader, and in his clan. He had faith in Starclan, and deep down, he believed that Dovefluff's path was being guided by them. He glanced at the luminous but colorless sky, wondering if they were observing them right now.
"Uh? Of course not. Not until I'm here, by your side." This was what he was meant to do. And he was sure it was Dovefluff's destiny, too.
As the edges of the camp came in sight, Sootfur slowed his pace and started wondering how he would introduce a Shadowclan cats to his leader... would his clanmates try to stop them? But they had to listen to him, right? Even if he was just a young warrior, he had proven himself over and over again as a valuable clanmate.
A familiar scent broke suddenly into his thoughts; he felt the weight of the gray queen leaving his side and he raised his gaze to find her.
The Gathering was not something that brought pleasure. ShadowClan and RiverClan were both testing her patience. WindClan, unsurprisingly, was still a Clan she had respect for because of their peaceful manner. Sootfur and her had always talked to one another or sat together during Gatherings, and this was the first time, that did not happen. Instead, they both spoke to ShadowClanners. Sootfur to a queen and Flameheart to an Enforcer.
Although she didn't want to admit it to anyone (especially herself), she grew slightly jealous of her mate over the course of that night. He had been gone practically all day and it wasn't until she scented his gray tabby pelt did she know he was safe. Making her way out of camp to greet her mate, she couldn't help but frown at the fact he wasn't alone. That queen she had seen him with was there. Walking with him. Toward ThunderClan. A growl made its way to her throat. "What in StarClan is that tom thinking?! Bringing a ShadowClanner here without even talking to someone about whatever he was planning?!"
She heard the last bit of conversation, but it did nothing to settle her worries and concerns. "Sootfur, who's this? She reeks of ShadowClan and she's clearly not injured." One narrowed glance was tossed at her mate before changing to the queen and back at Sootfur. "You better have a good reason she's here, otherwise I'd high-tail it back to ShadowClan to return her back to her home. Where she belongs. Just because she's expecting doesn't mean she gets a free ticket to ThunderClan's hunting grounds in the middle of leaf-bare."
Flameheart fought to contain her tone toward her mate, though anger was not enough to describe her mood at the moment. A ShadowClanner was trespassing, and in her eyes... Sootfur was going against the code in bringing her here. Just because ShadowClan breaks and bends the code to suit their lack of morals doesn't mean we should bow to the same extent.
Flameheart - Stepping in here since kits aren't allowed out of camp!
Are you kidding me with this? Her brows furrowed with frustration. Since she became Keeper (and before) she's been handling rule-breakers and cats who were a danger to her Clanmates. It seemed Hailhawk and Acornkit were no exception to what seemed to be a rippling effect in ThunderClan. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. Hailhawk appeared to be letting this rule-breaking happen. Of course. Why am I not surprised?
"Hailhawk. Acornkit. Stop what you're doing." the large she-cat growled and made her way to her Clanmates, deciding to speak with the warrior first before doing anything else. "Care to explain why you're letting a kit outside of camp?"
StarClan help my patience... and Sparrowstar's because y'all know I'll be letting her know about this.
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As they slowly made their way to camp, the queen could audibly hear her short, anxious gasps. Soft but very real, the fear that she just ruined her future and her kit's entire lives, was almost choking her when a new problem presented itself. The bedraggled moggie inhaled quickly as she saw what seemed to be the camp. And a large ginger tabby molly stood in between them and the camp, and the light gray molly pulled away from Sootfur to stand on her own. She looked wobbily and she looked pathetic, but at least she was standing on her own. That... that had to count for something, right?
She knew very well that the ginger tabby was speaking to Sootfur, and she had half a mind to stay silent, but this was her kit's future. She couldn't not speak up when it came to that. "My name is Dovefluff." She began by introducing herself shakily, trying not to look as terrified as she felt. The ginger tabby's words stung, even though they were almost exactly what Dovefluff had prepared for. Take her back to ShadowClan where she belongs.
"I... I don't think I ever belonged in ShadowClan. I don't agree with how they treat each other, I watch cats die during Clan meetings regularly, no one cares about the kits or what they have to experience... I... I don't want my kits to see the things that I've seen. The things that... that ShadowClan pretends is normal." Her shaky voice echoed in her ears, and she thought of Ebonysky's death again. Of the cats dancing around Heatherrain, screaming for her death. Of the bodies after bodies after bodies that had been dragged into the clearing, kits witnessing it all.
Breathing in and out shakily, she didn't even know where to go from here. She had to leave a little for Sootfur to explain - or preferably, the majority for him to explain, since he was obviously better at... talking..... than she was. "I'm not here to steal your prey or hurt anyone. I'm here... t-to see if I can become a part of this Clan." Now she would have to think of a smoother way to explain it to Sparrowstar, so she wasn't tripping over her words like she was right now.
Her voice lowered slightly, making a last ditch effort. "And if not me, my kits. I want them to able to be safe. Please." Her voice cracked with desperation on the last word, and she looked down. Of course, she wanted to raise her kits and be there for when they grow up, but if it came down to it... she would give up her future for theirs, no doubt. Hell, she would give up her eternity just for them to grow up in a safe place.
Now that his Clan was not reacting well to her, would Sootfur change his mind? He seemed like a nice cat, but he was a stranger until two days ago. And Dovefluff was never a very good judge of character.
Fishkit was confused and frightened as he could smell a different scent clouding into his nostrils. Unknown scents. Something he couldn’t recognise. It was..it smelt like cobwebs..and leaves. Not like the fishy scent of his camp. He suddenly heard..crunching of the leaves. He twirled around, heart pounding. It wasn’t a .. fox was it?! He broke into cold sweat, looking around wildly. Suddenly, two cats crashed into the bushes, eyes flashing with worry.
Both of the she-cats softly asked if he was alright. The cobweb stench had filled his nostrils entirely now. He was dazed at the questions shot at him. Everything seemed..so…confusing…and…blurry. No.. this was too much. He crashed into the bushes, leaving the cats alone, in an attempt to escape this strange place.
[feel free to run after him if you want! ]
"Wait! I won't hurt you, little one! It's alright!" Dawnpetal's heart began racing as the kit ran away from her. Running to the Riverclan border in her scared and frightened state might cause her to fall into the water, and running deeper into Thunderclan territory might cause her to run into someone who would hurt her. What should I do? She's too small to defend herself! She turned to Rainfall, one of the queens.
"We have to go find the kit, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if she gets hurt," Dawnpetal mewed to her. She recalled her own son being this small, a tiny ball of fluff that tumbled over his paws. She would've been frantic if he had wandered off.
"You ready, Rainfall?"
Spinning around with a good wad of cobwebs stuck to her branch, she saw Thrushfur with... the same exact thing. Damn, the forest really was frozen over, was it? Nothing green at all in comparison to the patrol she was on just a few quarter moons ago. The apprentice let out a little huff of air and turned away. Cinderpaw didn't want the tom to see the concerned grimace on her face.
"Les' go, then." She murmured through the stick, ready to begin her trek back -- before pausing. Rainpaw's words echoed in her head. 'What you can do, Cinderpaw, is make sure my father hears about this.' It rattled around in her skull and made her want to scream. He was a kid! He shouldn't have had to tell her what to do here. She'd lived through the exact same thing herself countless times before but here she was freezing in anxiety. Little soldiers marched into a war they would die in time and time again, and the ones who survived would fade into the background.
She didn't realize how hard she was biting down onto the stick until a resounding crack came from between her jaws. Thank the stars none of her teeth began hurting. The tabby quickly dropped the broken end of the branch and stuck the cobwebbed side upright in the snow. She in took in a deep gasp of air before speaking.
"Dude," Cinderpaw let out an exasperated breath, avoiding any eye-contact with the deputy. "G-go tell your damn kids you l-love them. Let them go p-play in the snow with you. Anything. For once I'm begging s-someone here to prove me wrong."
She didn't wait for a response from him, quickly gathering her cargo (and her mental bearings) before trotting off into the snowy expanse towards camp.
Sootfur (he/him) Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Flameheart. Sootfur blinked in surprise at the appearance of his mate, almost jumping forward to touch noses with her. But her bristling fur, her raging eyes made him stop in confusion. He glanced back at Dovefluff, suddenly remembering that this was supposed to be a secret mission until they arrived to camp.
"Flameheart! I... I tried to tell Sparrowstar beforehand, but I couldn't meet her.. and you were always so busy with your duty as a Keeper." His voice trailed off as he recalled the Gathering night. She was talking with en Enforcer, right? Sootfur didn't want to make himself a fool by interrupting her at every new meeting, but he'd been sorry for her absence by her side.
Now they were here, before a scene that needed to be explained very carefully. There wasn't just Dovefluff's future at stake, but so that of her kits and his relationship with Flameheart.
The Shadowclan queen quickly took word to explain herself; Sootfur knew that she didn't want to put him in trouble, but it would be his duty to convince the tabby orange warrior of their good intentions. So he stepped forward, a tail length away from Flameheart's face, and spoke calmly with his colorless eyes fixed into her green's.
"Flameheart... I spoke with this Shadowclan cat at the Gathering two days ago. She was scared. I could see real terror in her eyes, and I listened to her quivering voice. You see her as a trespasser..." he said with a glance at the gray queen, "And me as un unloyal warrior. Maybe even un unloyal mate..." He added with uncertainty, knowing that even her could get jealous at times.
"...But tonight she gave up everything she had because of her faith in me. In Thunderclan, Sparrowstar, and Starclan. She risked being discovered by Dawnstar and targeted as a traitor, all because of her love for her kits!" This wasn't how it'd been supposed to go. But Sootfur was trying to make it up for everything; for Dawnstar's tyranny, for bringing inside a stranger cat.
"Her paws were guided by her love for her kits. What can this be if other than..." he took a brief pause as he gathered his breath and finally rose his eyes to the sky. "...the will of Starclan?"
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