Pink tongue swiped over a delicate paw as the cream molly cleaned her fur, settled in snuggly inside the warrior's den. Her son, Ryepaw, had only recently become an apprentice, and she was still getting used to her new role in the clan. Or rather her old role. It felt familiar, of course, fitting nicely as she knew she could and would with ease handle the responsibility of being a warrior, but she would be lying if she said she didn't miss spending the cold days cuddled up to her youngest... no, her only son. A yawn escaped the former queen as she pushed away those needless emotions. She had grieved her two fallen kits already. No amount of tears would bring Whisperbreeze - traitor, perhaps it was best he was gone - or her beloved, precious Bravebird back.
Hearing the WindClan leader's voice ring out in the clearing, Dapplebreeze's mismatched ears perked up, looking out towards the entrance of the den. Getting up gingerly, the cream molly stretched, a small kink on the back of her neck popping slightly, coaxing a small umph from her before she shook her thick, short pelt. Stepping one tan paw outside, the former queen blinked as she grew accustomed to the light before scanning the clearing, proud to see so many cats so quickly heed their magnificent leader's call. True, she disagreed with the lilac warrior on some things, like the incessant amount of outsiders she seemed to have been so keen on accepting before but... as long as the former clanless felines were proud, honest, loyal warriors of the clan, then she supposed it was all worth it in the end. Plus there was no denying just how much WindClan was thriving under her well meaning paw.
Blue eyes grew wide momentarily as she scanned the clearing, a small gasp escaping her as they landed on a familiar pelt. Taking one paw towards her eyes and rubbing them on the limb, Dapplebreeze turned back towards the cinnamon patch, a sigh escaping her as she realized she'd been mistaken, momentarily assuming her son, Whisperbreeze, had somehow been brought back to her. Not an impossibility with how many cats had been seemingly brought back to the clan as of late - a clear sign that StarClan was in approval of WindClan, no doubt - but still a shocking revelation, had it been the case. Instead, she realized it had been his son whom her gaze had landed upon. The massive, feathery tom who despite his markings and pelt resembling her Whisperbreeze so looked more and more like the scourge... the outsider her once loyal son had deigned fit to bring into the clan.
Unconsciously frowning the longer she stared at Snowybreeze, the molly decided to sit in the opposite direction. She had been doing fine, ignoring the burr that had tainted her family's pure WindClan lineage and had brought shame upon them. She could easily continue doing so. It would be impolite to do otherwise, especially when it did seem the half-kittypet had befriended a number of WindClan cats through hard work and dedication. Admirable traits... had he been any other cat.
Realizing her son was nowhere to be seen - no doubt out training with his mentor, the pride and joy that he was - Dapplebreeze settled for sitting close to Breezerock. WindClan's center. The leader's perch, whom she shared her name with. A small amount of pride filled her at this thought, a nod escaping her. Yes, Whisperbreeze and Bravebird where gone, but her and her family still had much to offer their glorious clan.
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Tumblebreath. Please nudge me if I haven't responded in 2 days!! His ear flicked as the sound of his leaders voice rang through the camp. He smiled and forced himself up with a yawn and a stretch. He padded out into the clearing at sat, tail wrapping neatly over his paws.
In, out, in, out. Trying desperately to catch her breath the she-cat had rolled onto her belly but remained crouched on the ground. Exhaustion tugged at her shoulders and her eyelids started to flutter closed here and there. Another roar of hunger ripped through her stomach and she shut her eyes tight against the onslaught, quivering lightly. "Fox-dung," she hissed under her breath as she pushed herself up off the ground. Her legs shook with the effort but eventually she managed the feat, dull gaze moving around the moorland.
Her rabbit had disappeared and there was nothing else - except wait. There was a cat approaching her, holding none other than her rabbit in his jaws. Jealousy shot through her like a spike; they appeared well groomed and well fed, of course whoever this was had caught it. Realizing her face was in a glare she quickly did her best to rearrange it. Thankfully as the tom drew closer, he didn't appear hostile - in fact, something about the way he was regarding her screaming that he... knew her?
"...Bravebird?" Maybe she had misjudged him. Blue eyes blinked in confusion as she surveyed the tom. Lean, well kept. But... spouting nonsense for sure. She opened her mouth to ask another question but felt it water as the smell of the rabbit drifted in. Her stomach growled again and she winced. "...Are you going to eat that whole thing?" Shame washed over her for even asking, but her body refused to remain silent. Shyly, her gaze moved from the rabbit up to the stranger, doing her best to offer a timid smile and a draw back of her ears to show that she was friendly - just very, very hungry.
Fallownose quickly shook off his amazement at the fact that his friend was alive in favor of looking her over and realizing just how skinny she was. Why hadn't she come back the moment she had been revived? And... the way she said her own name threw him off.
"Oh, no, you can have it," the deputy quickly replied to her question, nudging it towards the obviously starving she-cat. "Bravebird, why didn't you come back when you were revived?" he questioned after a moment of allowing her to dig into the rabbit.
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Ferretkit trailed back to camp holding some metal thing, it dangled from his little mouth as he dragged it into camp.
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//The metal thing is a Lock\\
Fallownose's head lifted from where it had been resting on his forepaws when he spotted Ferretkit padding into camp dragging some weird twoleg object. "Ferretkit, where have you been and where did you get that?"
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Puddle'Paw walked forward, her paws felt heavy lifting them against the cold and solid ground. She needed to get home, for her sister. Soon enough, she found the entrance to the camp. She dragged her paws against the snow, her body felt to heavy for her to carry but she didnt care, she was home.
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Fallownose glanced towards the camp entrance as an exhausted apprentice padded in. He trotted over, concern obvious in his yellow-amber eyes as he glanced over Puddlepaw's pelt. "Puddlepaw, where have you been? Do you need to see Cowpaw?"
The little tom, as soon as he saw his dad, started tippy-tapping his paws excitedly. With a loud giggle at Daddys question, Basilkit mewed his response. "Adventure!! I went after a bi-i-i-ig ole feather, Daddy!! It brought me out sooo far and then it brought me back here!" With a wriggle under his fathers tongue, the small kit got closer to him, trying to get warm. "Are Nettlekit, Ruekit and Thymekit waiting for me?" He looked up at Fallownose, eyes wide and excited.
Fallownose had the urge to just give up at Basilkit's explanation. "Basilkit, you can't just wander out of camp because you saw a feather. What if something happened and you never came back?" he said, pausing in his grooming to speak to the kit.
The question about Nettlekit, Ruekit, and Thymekit tugged at his heart in an uncomfortable way. "Basilkit, they aren't here. I was hoping that you knew where they were."
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Fallownose padded out of the warriors' den at Twilightstar's call, lower himself so his chest brushed against the ground as he stretched. Rising back to his full height, the slate-gray tom gave a quick shake of his pelt before he wove his way through the cats and towards the Breezerock. As he passed Berrypaw he gave the apprentice a quick smile before focusing back on his objective.
The deputy tensed his muscles and then leapt, landing atop the Breezerock besides Twilightstar. He fluffed up his pelt against the chill as well as to offer the leader his body heat. StarClan, it was much chillier up here than it was down there with the rest of the Clan.
Of course, something in the back of Aspenstrike's mind knew that something had to go wrong. It wouldn't be right if someone didn't criticize her. And she could usually brush it off- moons of being an outcast had conditioned her to do so- but it was what the deputy spat that caused her entire body to freeze. he did not just-
Her pale yellow eyes widened, and she had to steel herself to not flinch as if the words were like the physical blow to her heart. Trying to keep her voice calm and polite- but hurt and anger flooded in around the end-, the Abyssinian straightened up. "I fail to see how my past is relevant to this." She said softly, venom filling her heart. Oh, she was so tired of having to fight for everything.
Straightening her shoulders, she was prepared to stay here and take it, but then... she came to a realization. You're not on top of the Thunderwillow anymore. You don't have to sit here and take this. If they're going to judge and insult you, might as well not sit here and listen to it. Anger pounded in her head, and she felt red begin to fill her vision. It was scary. She hadn't been this close to losing it in a long time. "Silly me for attempting to keep him from using his claws on the younger cats. I should have known that it wouldn't have changed anything. I should have known that no matter what I did, it would be villainized. Nothing I do will change anything, will it?" She said, voice dangerously calm. She felt like a volcano, rumbling, ready to erupt. "No matter how hard I try, no one will let me forget the life I tried to leave. No one will let me forget my past, no matter how hard I'm trying to fit in."
Trying to force her face to not twist into a silent sob of helplessness, trying to keep her face from showing any signs of her breaking on the inside, Aspenstrike took a deep breath. Some fresh start this was. The fresh start was turning sour very fast. Peachfrost's dirty glare made the warrior want to scream. Break something. "Yeah. Okay." Those two words were barked out with all of her anger tainting them with harshness. She had to leave. She had to go somewhere. Brushing past anyone who got in her way, she quickly exited the camp, only breaking into a run when she got out of view. Why stand there and try and defend cats who hated her guts? She shouldn't have intervened. Her attempt at protecting cats would have never been taken as something other than a threat.
She had to leave before she became the bad guy everyone already labeled her as.
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Everything else around her faded away as the cat offered her the rabbit. Not even to share - just, just to have. Mouth watering, she glanced at him once in pure gratitude before sinking to the ground and clawing the prey towards her. She took ravenous bites, the warm feeling of prey in her mouth causing shivers to travel up and down her spine. By the stars above this was good. Much better than the crowfood she had resulted to snacking upon back in her days near the cliffs. She continued to take huge bites, not caring that she had to stop every once in awhile to make sure she didn't choke.
After a majority of the rabbit had been eaten, her ears perked to the sound of this cat repeating that strange term. Bravebird. Revived. What was he talking about? Swallowing carefully, she glanced up at him. Blue eyes were round and... curious. "I... Is that suppose to be my name?" It was the only thing she could think to ask. After having opened her eyes almost a moon ago and digging herself out from the ground, she hadn't recalled much of anything - most of all her name. Hunger had taken over shortly after, and she hadn't much time to think of it since.
"...I'm sorry but I don't really recall much... What's your name?" she continued, ears back as she felt as though somehow, this cat must have known her in some way. But... but they were about as strange to her as this entire world was. "Come back to where?"
A small breath - a sigh of relief - that Lightningkit did not know she had been holding on to escaped her at the leader's tone, her chuckle reassuring, albeit her words less so. It made perfect sense, of course, for the leader of WindClan to know every cat in her clan. How could she lead if she didn't know who she was leading. Still... there was that small wonder of how exactly she knew of Lightningkit that troubled the kit. If she was already an established, mischievous troublemaker in the leader's eye then her hopes of being taken seriously would be gone before they had even begun to take flight.
Gulping away her reservations, the young calico took a few steps forward, preferring to fully worry about that when the time came. There were more important things to concern herself with right now. As she entered the den proper, she shivered, noting how lacking in warmth the den was when compared to the gentle atmosphere of the nursery. It was as if Twilightstar herself was the only source of warmth confined in these walls, and the oriental mix found herself wondering just how exactly the lilac molly could tolerate leaf-bare's chill. It certainly must be lonely, at the very least, to be so disconnected from everyone you held dear. Lightningkit was already dreading the day she would no longer be allowed to sleep besides her mother, but at least she would have others around her in the apprentice's den. There was no such bond to be made here.
"This place is so cold... Have you ever thought about just moving back in with the warriors?" Lightningkit muttered, the question escaping her without her notice as she looked at the frosty walls. Almond shaped eyes grew wide as she realized her slip of the tongue, however, and she turned to look at Twilightstar apprehensively. Shaking her head clear, not wanting to let her focus wander as it was so keen on doing, she settled for flashing a somewhat apologetic, cheeky grin. It was obvious she was not sorry for what she had said, simply for having saying it. Out loud. The grin wavered as she sobered up, ready to get down to business.
"I'm here to talk about Scalepaw," she mewed, tapping her singular white dipped paw on the ground as she sat, curling her long, smooth tail around herself. "Look... I know. I get it. He has memory loss. Lilyheart told me. But, I think it's worse than he simply being unable to remember things. I think it's affected his muscles' memories as well! To the point were I think he's having trouble even remembering things that he's just learned! It takes him far too long to react when his name is called, almost as if he doesn't even realize it is him they are talking to! He just sits and stares blankly all day, like if he doesn't understand what is going on. It's been explained to him... by multiple cats. So that just leaves me with the conclusion that he is just incapable of grasping on to any thought for too long!"
The young molly shook her head here, slowly, as though if pondering her next words carefully. She was just a kit saying ridiculous things. Perhaps she should have brought this up with her mother first... she would have been taken more seriously than herself but... Gingerheart didn't really have any visible bond with the apprentice who had proved to be little more than a burr on Lightningkit's side. Not only that, but her mother had her own littermate's disappearances along with her vanished uncle and vanished... tom that happened to be related to her and her littermates to worry about. Adding an extra apprentice to her worries was just not something Lightningkit had the heart to do to her mother. So here she was, saying silly things and big words that would probably make the leader roll her eyes, if only to keep her conscience clear and be able to face StarClan when her own time came, hoping to let them know that she had not made the same mistake twice.
Twilightstar could easily name every at within her clan, she could tell them all apart and could even locate them by scent if she had to. But beyond that, Twilightstar didn't know much more about her clanmates. She did her best to keep track of who was mated to who, who was kin, and basic stuff like that. However, if you asked her what her clanmates' favorite thing to eat was, their best fighting moves, and so on she'd be very clueless. The WindClan leader did her best to keep tabs on her clanmates, yet she was also very careful to keep them all at a distance. Twilightstar loved and cared for her clanmates dearly, that much could be seen in the little things she did to keep them all out of trouble and safe to the best of her ability. Still, she was not all-knowing nor did she go around trying to pry every little personal detail out of her clanmates. She was a leader, but still just a cat at the end of the day.
As the kit fully entered her den, Twilightstar's eye honed in on the slight shiver that shook the smaller body. Ah, her den wasn't the warmest in leafbare, no den was very warm during the colder season but the other dens had extra bodies that radiate with warmth. That privilege was stripped from a cat once they became a leader. The question that slipped from Lightningkit's maw seemed to have startled the kit, but Twilightstar had been waiting on it. She's found that kits had a habit of just speaking their minds unfiltered, although with the calico it seemed she hadn't actually meant to say that aloud. The leader could have overlooked it if she found it rude, but it sounded like genuine curiosity to her.
"I've thought about it many times, but I fear I'd disturbed the harmony of the warriors' den if I took to residing there even just for leafbare." She replied, smiling somberly. It was hard enough for some of her cats to sit still and speak freely to her. She could only imagine how they'd act if she tried resting with them in the warriors' den again. Not everyone, but most tended to put Twilightstar on a pedestal that the clan leader really did not deserve. She assumed Lightningkit could or would eventually understand what she was talking about, the young cat had come to Twilightstar full of nerves for reasons unknown to the leader herself. The Clan leader would not jeopardize her warriors' much-needed rest just for her own comfort.
As Scalepaw was brought up, Twilightstar's eye lost its warmth and her smile fell while her expression grew harder and more serious. As she listed issues that Twilightstar had failed to notice, her gaze grew more thoughtful. "If what you saying is true, that is quite the problem. It affects Scalepaw's ability to become a warrior." Twilightstar explained slowly staring long and hard at Lightningkit. Nothing in the kit's body language or expression read as anything other than clear concern for the apprentice. This would certainly be quite a mean and cruel joke to play. "If he can't comprehend basic problems or handle to day to day tasks, he'll have to take early retirement. This memory impairment will cause problems not just for himself but for the clan itself if he can't take care of himself." Normally Twilightstar would bring such a severe topic up with a kit, but Lightningkit clearly was a bit more mature than your average kit, it reminded Twilightstar of her son.
"For now, I'd like you to keep this to yourself, I'll speak with Fallownose and Cowpaw about him. We'll see if we can work something out for Scalepaw." She told the kit, faintly wondering if she had spoken to anyone else about Scalepaw's problem.
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☄. *. ⋆ Wolfkit
Wolfkit took a moment to right himself before he looked up at Twilighty, "I took the digging class with Dustybunny and I loved it so much! I want to become a tunneler like her!" He said as he stuck himself to her side as he looked up at her, his yellow eyes sparking with joy, ears flicking about as he was making small chirping noises and even small purrs at the thought of being a tunneler. He quietly leaned against the leader as he waited for her response.
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They walked in ears swiveling around nervously as he took a seat before they started to speak, "Milkpaw is missing. I went to go and collect him for some training today and his nest scent is faint and his scent trail is also faint." Their tail was flicking around as they tried to calm themself down, "I would like to get a search patrol so we can see if we can find him." Crowfoot was scared for the apprentice, it was Leafbare and if he had ran off there could be a chance he wouldn't be able to survive for long with how scarce prey can be.
Huh, not what she was expecting from the kit. Twilightstar smiled brighter at the news nonetheless. This kitten was as cuddly as Stagleech was when he was still around. The WindClan purred in amusement as Wolfkit made himself comfortable at her side, cuddling him while debating for a moment about placing him as a future tunneler. It's not like she could or would say no, WindClan needed tunnelers and it's not like a lot of kits showed interest in it. "If you want to train as her apprentice, I'll talk with Dustbunny, so long as she says she's alright with it we'll work on you joining the tunnels instead of the warriors once you're big enough."
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The leader's fur rose in a touch of alarm as Crowfoot announced that Milkpaw was missing. It was not uncommon for cats to disappear it was uncommon for her clanmates to alert her of it. It sounded like he had disappeared recently, at the mention of rallying a search patrol she was hesitant for a moment but nodded not long after. "If you wish to organize a patrol or two to search for him around the territory I'll allow it, I want no cats beyond our borders. Inform me if you find anything significant." Considering how time sensitive this was, Twilightstar decided not to keep Crowfoot long.
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The deputy listened intently as Twilightstar explained her views on the new rank. He completely agreed with the changes she brought up and nodded to show support. "I'm in full agreement with those changes. They don't need to be considered above warriors to do their jobs properly, which might even help them if they don't have more power. Also, cats might be more willing to come to them with issues that they wouldn't want to come to you or me with," Fallownose said with a considering look.
"I also don't think apprentices should be allowed to be Guardians. They should be able to enjoy their apprenticeship without having to worry about Clan problems like Guardians might have to."
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Twilightstar's curled her tail around her paws as Fallownose agreed with her thoughts. He made a good point about perhaps cats could find some comfort in speaking with the guardians where they could not speaking with their high ranks. At the mention of apprentices, she cocked her head. "I hadn't thought to include them among the guardians, I'd be aiming for the senior warriors for the rank rather than young warriors and apprentices." She clarified, Twilightstar would prefer the senior warriors stand out among the clans. They had the experiences and leadership qualities that the rookies and the apprentices did not. "I'll inform the clan of this decision at the next meeting."
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Ashclaw padded into the den" Twilightstar i wish to speak to you... I'm here to report A shadowclan cat has came in our territory i believe they are leaving, i found lilyheart with him i don't know if their still in the territory" he meowed dipping his head
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As Ashclaw came in and reported ShadowClan within the territory, Twilightstar's fur bristled along her spine. ."Take another warrior with you and sweep the area they were seen in, I want to make sure there is no trace of them there. Send Lilyheart to me." Twilightstar ordered, lashing her tail behind her, troubled.
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╰► @NinjaBloss @Moonraven || super rushed apologises but wanted to get this out before 1) i slept and 2) in hopes i can have cow explain to twi n fallow before the current meeting ends !
Cowtuft looked up to Fallownose with watery eyes, oh stars, he truly was a fraud. That was the case here, to have someone worry about him when he was everything but good? For a brief moment, he wanted to sink into the comfort the deputy had offered but, nonetheless, time was still going on. Cowtuft offered no explanation, only stomping his paws to grab Fallownose's attention and scurry offer to Twilightstar's den.
Perhaps if Starclan could take pity, she would be there.
And she was, at least, someone was. He stepped to the side to allow Fallownose room to enter if he had followed before jumping into a rushed explanation. Ears pinned to his skull, "Starclan - Starclan didn't send me the prophecy.. I, there was no prophecy? At least.. to what I think I - I don't know, I don't know.. there was this.. this tom! He, golly, a cruel individual.. he - he said I had made.. a deal with him, " Cowtuft's eyebrows furrowed together, his gestures quick and wild to the point it was unlikely for either of the two to truly begin to follow him.
"I did not.. I promise, I did not.. he - he visited my dreams but.. I did not know it was him? I, " He was still trying to grasp what had happened himself. Taking a huge gulp of breath and stilling his signs for a mere moment, his shoulders shook with fear. Of himself.
He looked up, "..I received my full name, " because he had remembered he hadn't .. been all so clear. With a shaky breath, "Cowtuft, " he spoke softly, his voice filled with an unrighteous guilt. He had gotten his full name but at what cost?
The WindClan leader shot up within her nest as she heard the incoming paws traveling hastily toward her den. Twilightstar blinked her green eye as Cowpaw stepped in distressed towing the Clan's deputy with him. Twilightstar didn't bother with asking what was the matter, instead, she shifted her gaze towards his paw and waited to see what he'd sign.
She was glad she was watching because what he was saying was rather confusing. Something about StarClan, a tom, a deal, and he got his full name, but obviously wasn't happy about it. "Cowtuft," Twilightstar repeated gently while shooting a puzzled glance at Fallownose with hopes that he was making more sense out of this than she was. "I'm delighted to hear you've earned your full name, I'm confused. It doesn't seem like you're happy about it, and what about this tom, StarClan, and a deal? Why don't you take a moment to calm down, breathe, and try to explain again when you are ready?" Twilightstar said in a soothing tone. Was WindClan or Cowtuft in some sort of trouble? As much as she'd like to get to the bottom of it, panicking did no one any good.
Conflicting emotions crossed Snowybreeze's tired gaze at Ashclaw's offer to help carry Fireflame over him. The older warrior had suffered injuries at the claws of those... those fiends! The cowards had avoided Snowybreeze, running from his strikes and refusing to engage in combat with him at all, even after he had managed to strike them away from Ashclaw in the midst of combat. Yes, Snowybreeze was tired, but... it was only because he had run so fast after combat to bring Fireflame back to camp in time. The weight of an extra cat carried while going at full speed had taken a toll on him. Something that had failed. He wanted to say because he had not been fast enough, but he knew the truth. Fireflame's life had been over before they had found her. Nothing would change that. All he could do was finish what he'd started. Carry her to her final rest while allowing the wounded warrior some reprieve before the burial. And yet...
He did not know how close Ashclaw had been to Fireflame. If they had been friends... could Snowybreeze truly deny the tom taking his friend to her rightful spot amongst WindClan's fallen? Had it been one of his friends - a thought he quickly shunned, unable to cope with it right now - he would have wanted to be the one to carry them to Juniper's Rest. It was only right to allow the same honor to Ashclaw. His gaze growing softer with understanding as his blue orbs landed on the gray tom's similarly colored hues, the massive warrior nodded, allowing his shoulders to slump as Fireflame was taken away. Taking his place behind the two apprentices in case they were attacked on their way to the burial site, Snowybreeze flicked his tail, a quiet signal letting Ashclaw know they were all set and ready to be led away.
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