He smiled quietly as Stormkit started rattling off what he knew, and he was pleased that the kit had picked up a bulk of the most prevalent ones. "Yes, Stormkit, those are all good. Do not hunt nor trespass on another clan's territory. That reduces conflict which keeps us safe. There are indeed a couple about borders, about not crossing others' borders as mentioned before but also that the borders must be checked and marked daily and all trespassers must be challenged. It's up to all of us to enforce the warrior code as it is what keeps the clans safe. And then out of clan friendships..." He glanced towards Puddlekit with a small nod, "Yep, those are one in the same. You are expected to defend your clan, even at the cost of your life and it concedes that you may have friendships outside of your clan but that friendship cannot come before your clan as you may have to uphold the vow to defend your clan even against friendships." His eyes moved over to Hollykit and he nodded thoughtfully. "That brings up a couple important ones. Queens, kits, elders, and the sick and injured must be fed before warriors and apprentices. However, the code states that prey is killed only to be eaten, so with that we don't want to waste what we've killed. Especially during leafbare moons, there is not always enough to feed everybody for every meal so if we waited until we could feed everybody then freshkill would be going to waste and that serves nobody. Do we have any questions so far?"
Spikystalked Nodded his head to Batblood, the Cat was Right, they needed to get this mess together. he agree'd on that. He Glanced Towards his Foster Sister, DancingDream, Hoping she wouldn't take offense to all the Dance referances, but knowing her, she wouldn't.
Dancingdream Yawned as She Huddled in the Nursery entrance. She was Slightly Startled, because she had a fear of storms and this wasn't helping...
Blackfir's eyes scanned over the kits briefly before continuing, "One I'm sure you're all aware of as a rule but is also part of the very Code itself is kits are not to be made into apprentices until they are at least six moons old. When you're a warrior you'll also be beholden to such Codes as no warrior shall leave a kit in need, regardless of the kit's background, and a warrior understands that they do not need to kill in order to win a battle unless absolutely necessary, and a warrior must reject the soft life of a kittypet. Any questions?"
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now sheltered from the rain and any future lightning strikes, fuzzkit keeps his ears perked. over the cacophony of rainfall, he hears cinderpaw calling for all kits and apprentices to follow her to the apprentice's den. he's tempted to scurry from underneath roosterflame and follow the molly, but he decides against it. he crouches down slightly, fur fluffed against the wet, cold air. thrushfur speaks up, and so do other felines. some of his thunderbuddies, he wonders if they can't hear very well. why are some saying sparrowstar is dead?? jeez, these the rain is loud but maybe they're just dumb!!
suddenly, roosterflame starts to pad off. the mottled kit lets out a squeal (which may have been drowned out by the storm) as icy rain hits him, and he quickly bounds after the warrior, practically underneath him. following the tom into the den, which seemed eerily empty now, he shakes his pelt, sending water flying.
"hey!! why'd you walk away with no warning, huh? i just got soaked even more!" he sputters out, nose scrunched up in slight irritation as he watches roosterflame. he tilts his head, looking as the tom approaches the leader's empty nest, searching for something. in response, he quietly creeps up, brows furrowed with confusion when the older grasps a shiny rock of sorts. and then, only moments after, fuzzkit witnesses him collapse on the nest - looking so exhausted that if the kit didn't know what happened, he'd think that roosterflame had fought a coyote like cinderpaw did. his fur bristles with alarm and discomfort at the horrible sob.
"..eee.." he mutters, staring at roosterflame with both concern and just so much confusion. he figures that roosterflame must feel how he felt when he was told that his parent disappeared. what would mama do? he ponders for a moment, before loudly whispering: "don't you worry, roosterface!! I'll find something super cool and you'll be all happy again!" though, he isn't entirely sure if the tom is awake or not when he says it. he supposes it doesn't matter, because right after that, fuzzkit is racing out of the den. only starclan knows what he's planning..
Spikystalker stuck his Head into the Den "Congrates i guess, for your new Rank... though i suppose becoming leader is also a time of great misery and grief... given it means the loss of a beloved leader." he Meowed Paddling in a few feet "sorry to Disturb you Thrushfur, but I wanted to Speak to You about the Kit Flameheart and Sootfur saved... He Only Speaks of a Cat named Spider, in the rre occasion he speaks... i was Wondering if it be possible for me, to Adopt him as my Son. He Needs someone to look out for him... i supose you might or might not have seen the kit, Zyon, they say his name is... in camp. i Figured i'd ask before our clanmates sturr up a Fuss about it" he rolled his eyes...
"anyway i Also Wanted to Check on You... Sparrowstars leaving is... hard... Espesially out of the Blue. You've Lost so Much... And well, i can't even imagine how your feeling at the moment... the pain of losing someone you were close to... it's an awfull feeling. But Thrushfur, unlike that idiot Drippingleaf, i want you to know, that i support you. you have a right to grieve... and they don't have a right to judge" he meowed, hopefully, he thought, he wouldn't come off as rude as he seemingly did without noticing... Clanmates... this was why he hardly spoke to any of them... they are just so judgemental...
Swankit stumbled over her own feet as she entered the clearing.
"Hello dear, lets go back to the nursery ok? A lot is going on right now but ill go with you." He promised, lifting his daughter up and carrying her to the nursery
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