She slunk out of the den, clinging close to the side of the warriors den as everyone came out in crowds, assembling around the clearing. Goodness, there were a lot of them. It'd been getting worse as of recently, Foxflurry had been having a harder time now. Finally a warrior and she'd lost the last bit of confidence while trying to prove herself worthy of a name. Wasn't that funny, again and again she'd find herself strong only to realize how pathetic it was again. Regardless, green hues focused on Roosterflame, sleep slowing her brain, stopping any thoughts from breaking through. Roosterflame was speaking. Huh, how funny.
Only it wasn't. Claws sank into the ground as she stared. Gone? Gone? "You. She's dead, because of you, right? It's all your fault." No, no, not again. Not again. Last time would not repeat. She wouldn't get angry. She wouldn't detach. Aspenstar wasn't Sparrowstar. It wasn't anybodies fault. No one was to blame here but the twolegs. Come on, please. Don't be like before. You're better now. You're not stupid. You're not angry. She wouldn't be empty, she wouldn't say things that she would regret. Cindersky had shown her that all that led to was hate.
"I-"
KRACK-BAM
Elysian glared down at them with fury, sending down her wrath. The welkin split open, and for a moment the sky was broken and she could feel the world ending. Everything froze, and for a moment, just a moment, Foxflurry swore she could see the shape of star-flecked cats in the outline of white. It was a sign, a signal from the stars. A boom sounded from the Thunderwillow, but nothing could tear her eyes from the outline of Silverpelt. They had spoken. For the first time in so many moons they had spoken. And they had spoken words of anguish. ThunderClan wasn't alone. They hadn't been abandoned and the stars shared their pain.
Flameheart screamed, only adding to the chaos, though she ignored it, eyes surveying for someone as the influx of chaos overwhelmed her senses. She was not a rock to be shattered. She would stay strong, if not for herself, for the sake of those who needed her. But stars forbid, where was her sister. All she could do was pray that she was okay. That the stars wrath hadn't done any more to break apart her family. Eyes passed over the shaking form of Crowpaw as again and again she walked back and forth, searching for Pebblepaw. StarClan was here, they were real, they were still alive, but if they had done anything to Pebblepaw, any short-lived hope of the power of the stars would be lost.
They would not leave her without a family again.
She would not let them.
A wail cut through the cries, and this time it was the voice she had been looking for. Eyes cut to the source, and there she was, standing, drenched in the cold Foxflurry hadn't noticed. She was okay. She was okay. Beside her stood Wolfpaw, and despite how glad she was to see them together, that wasn't good enough. She had to get over there, she had to protect them from any other harm. She couldn't get over there. "Get out of the way." Slipping past the majority, she came to a rest before the pair, and smiled. Once, short and sweet. The three of them were together, and the three of them would be safe. "Funny weather, isn't it."
And if anyone tried to do anything to hurt them, she'd make sure that there wouldn't be anything left of them.
Finally the rush of adrenaline calmed, and she turned towards the voice of Thrushfur. Listening to him speak, listening to him take charge. It wasn't like the last time. Everything would turn out better than before. This time, if anything happened, if anything changed, she wouldn't sit around. She'd fight back and the storm that gathered on the horizon would do nothing to stop her. Redhawk was the next figure to catch her attention, and though she missed the beginning of her words, she nodded. Yes. "Let's go!" Once again she followed the stragglers to the apprentices den. Watching and waiting. Under a gathering storm.
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He was standing beneath the Thunderwillow, paying great attention to Drippingleaf. Thunderclan's leaders were dropping like flies, and there was a great deal of uncertainty. Even he was anxious about his own safety and questioned whether his paws would be able to adhere on Thunderclan grounds. And he'll make sure it doesn't happen the next time he loses someone. It won't ever take place. He could see how withered everyone's eyes were because they were all focused on him right now. They looked for longing till Thunderclan could ascend to a position that could maintain stability. Even if their leader was present in camp, how long would they be able to grasp the feeling of relief? His eyelids drooped as he groaned. He briefly considered what lay ahead. Starclan might even believe that he was prominent enough in their views. His thoughts were scrambling along with everything Drippingleaf had said as his eyes were fixed on her. He questioned if he was being overly sentimental about the others. On the same day, he lost three cats. And those cats were crucial images in his head, but they were in Starclan, right? They continue to live their lives. Having joyful, treasured moments outside of the mortal realm. In the spiritual world. His faith in them has diminished to the last pond left standing after the sun's rays have consumed it. It has to be done by him. If something drove him. He felt ambitious after witnessing Drippingleaf. Willpower to take on the challenge. A desire to support his clan. An ambition to take charge. He was given this position because of his talents. What kind of clan would Thunderclan be if every member was fortunate in becoming a leader? They were the clan of thunder. They would be there wherever thunder followed. He didn't have a lot to say to Drippingleaf right now. After all, she was correct. He suddenly appeared sloppy and a coward to everyone. With unexpected confidence, he responded to Drippingleaf. "I agree with you. Everyone in the audience had just seen me hunched over, vacant and disoriented; they would all naturally have their doubts about my ability to lead Thunderclan. Losing someone who was a part of my life and wholly who I am is significant to me. If you or anyone else here is willing to put their trust in me to guide them. I'll take on the challenge and push past any personal hurdles I may have. For my family and clan. We must put this behind us for the time being and ensure that the clan is organized properly so that we can go on." As soon as he turned away from her, he flicked his tail. He sighed when he saw a small Fireflykit dart towards the leader's den. Her disappearance left everyone in a state of shock. And for now, traditionally, he’d have to do a meeting. He wasn't really proficient in all the necessary terms or expressions to make a call. But in order for Thunderclan to be aware that someone was present, he had to make sure this meeting got informed. He would still go up there even if the Thunderwillow had been struck by lightning. He ascended the willow tree that had been hit. The rain poured down on his pelt, eventually reaching its peak as his paws were put on the branches' tips. Sparrowstar was stationed here, where she exerted her control over the clan. He sighed deeply and issued a loud cry to the whole of Thunderclan. Where he could meet each cat's eyes and give them each an in-depth gaze.
"If you can hear my call, Thunderclan! While all of the apprentices and kits are packed together in the apprentice den, I'll need this meeting to start and make certain Thunderclan has this. Please try to herd up any stragglers if you see any. Sparrowstar has been taken by twolegs, as you have all heard via Roosterflame, serving as a reminder that she is not dead. From now on, Thunderclan as a whole will need to be cautious around twolegs. I advise you from letting your curiosity get the better of you if you see one. Every time an apprentice or a kit leaves camp, they must have an escort or two with them. I also suggest that any older cats that decide to stray further from camp partner up with someone. Twolegs have decided to capture Copperfire and Sparrowstar, two of our high-ranks, by force. This Thunderclan threat must be taken seriously." He thought he had spoken in this meeting in a commanding manner. Even though parts of his statements may have been muffled by the rain, this was to be expected. Moving on, Thunderclan is currently undergoing evaluation with far more serious difficulties. "The border skirmish between Thunderclan and Shadowclan has become another issue. It has evolved from a typical border skirmish to a violent battle involving Shadowclans' opposing forces. If you hadn't noticed, some of the members of our clan have been attempting to heal themselves in the medicine den or even have severe wounds. As a result of this conflict, we have also lost some clanmates. In the heat of combat, Myrtlenose, Redstalk, Sneezeweasel, and Bluetree have died. We honor their valiant efforts in battle and send their spirits up to Starclan. Take caution if you decide to cross any of our shared borders with Shadowclan. We are unsure about Dawnstar's intentions, as it was our mistake because our warriors were the ones who initiated it all." His eyes grew thinner, as he made a mental note of that. "Anyone who disobeys my orders will be subject to severe punishment. We already have a poor relationship with Shadowclan; at this time, Thunderclan doesn't need any additional difficulties." He didn't want to deal with Dawnstars' audacity. The Shadow Queen already possessed the authority to retake control of their clan. He would make every effort to ensure that never happened again. "Also, if anyone wants to face up to the challenge to fill in Thunderclan's fifth keeper seat. If you can defeat me in a spar, I'll always be willing to face you head-on and give you the title of Keeper. Please visit me in my den if you have any more questions or worries."
Yes, he now had complete ownership of the leader's den. Well, no deputy has yet been selected. Yet a deputy would undoubtedly do so at the following meeting. He anticipated having to remind the clan of this. "In addition, I've decided to wait until the next meeting to discuss who will be Thunderclan's deputy. Thunderclan currently needs to heal; I must wait until this clan is in the right condition before selecting a deputy of my choosing. This is my choice, whether you agree with it or not. You can count on Thunderclan returning to normal, and I'll be handling things as any other leader would. At Starclan's discretion, I'll go get my nine lives as quickly as I can. I'll be traveling with Redhawk and Foxflurry as my escorts." He huffed, if that was all then, "Meeting dismissed." He hopped down the Thunderwillow, unable to relax at the moment. He stood tall, yet the salty rain intertwined with his wound. He instantly ran to the medicine den while his shoulder was still aching, waiting to get healed.
Moonspot sat down as she listened to the meeting. takeing in all the information as she watched Thrushfur. she felt as if she could help, but she wanted to wait until she was really needed for help. she mised Sparrowstar being around but she knew that the clan was gonna be in really good paws with their new leader under control.
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Cranberryfrog eyes snapped over to Wetwhisker, their voice monotone but cold, "I suggest you go to the nursery if you are going to act like a kit. If you were in the same situation you would have been caught as well, you aren't any better."
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A handful of fluff balls scurried over at her clan, and the silver-blue warrior could feel a little kindle of joy spark in her heart at their excitement. The kits also had some good guesses as to what you should do. Tidekit was first to speak. "Yes, scaring them could be a way." Glowkit and Cherrykit arrived, but neither seemed to have suggestions, then Icekit with a little bit feistier of an answer, she nodded at Minnowkit's (somewhat friendlier-seeming) guess, while Fuzzkit's made her smile a little, and after a heartbeat of silence, Honeykit joined the group as well.
That seemed to be all the answers she got, so Mistylight straightened back up after having bent down to listen, and continued teaching. "Those were all good guesses. You should always avoid starting with violence, and escalating things too fast isn't all that wise. You're right in that asking them about what they're doing here is a good first step - not everyone is trying to intrude or steal prey you see, some might want to join the clan, or just want us about a fox they spotted." She tried to make everything sound right, as she didn't want to talk too much about fighting to these young kits yet, but it would still need to be mentioned. "If they aren't there for any nice reason, you will ask them to leave. Ask nicely first, but if they don't leave, you can be a little more stern with them. If they don't leave when told to - this isn't their territory after all - you will have to make them. But leave that art up to you mentors or the warrior you're with, it shouldn't be a job when you're still young."
Maybe they should move on then. "Next up we'll talk about something you'll be doing once you're a little older; patrols!"Ok, Misty, make these sound decently fun at least, so they'll be eager to do them."Once your name is called for a patrol, you'll wait for your mentor, or whatever other warrior will accompany you, and go with them to whichever place you're assigned. Let the cat who assigns the patrol if the others don't show up - do NOT leave the camp alone!" That was very important. "If you're on a border patrol, and mark the border as well as take care of any problems there, ask your mentor about how to mark the border properly. But you can also be placed on a hunting patrol, and in that case, your objective is to hunt as much prey as you can and bring it back to camp. Then there are herb patrols, which are assigned by the medicine cat, they're like hunting patrols but you're hunting for herbs and not mice." A bit simplified but hopefully they understood.
"Any questions about this?"
[Everyone didn't post yet but it's been 20 days and we can't have this go on any longer so I'm continuing. Reminder that everyone who participates will need at least one post between Misty's posts to react or ask questions, moving forward I will try to post once a week (on weekends probably) regardless of how many post in between so we can keep this moving. If you for whatever reason can't post within 7 days, lmk, otherwise I might not mention you in my next post]
1. How to behave at gatherings
2. How to behave at a meeting
3. How to handle meetings with an outsider/intruder
4. How patrols should be executed
5. How to behave around camp (not running around and making a mess and running around, which dens to are and aren't allowed to enter, keeping the camp clean)
6. How kits and apprentices aren't allowed to leave the camp/go outside alone, and how to go about being outside as an apprentice (asking a warrior, not running off, possible punishments, and so on)
No sooner as Honeykit had settled down among the group of kits, wrapping her slim, feathery tail around herself, Mistylight had continued teaching her class, leaving the dilute calico to grapple with what was being said. And stars, Mistylight had a whole lot of information to deploy.
First she went over.. asking nicely? About wha- Oh. Nevermind, it made sense now. Paws kneading the ground as Honeykit ignored the other kits in her 'class' because they weren't her sisters or her father, the small girl pricks her ears and settles down to listen in silence. She didn't have anything better to do at the moment anyway. And learning from Mistylight was better than sitting through any other boring class, because undoubtedly Thunderblaze would be proud of her for learning about Clan Etiquette of all things. She was a lady, after all, a little lady.
His blue eyes widened in fear at what Cinderpaw was doing, truly they didn't fear the apprentice but the apprentice was able to play the part that their nightmares played a lot so they whimpered quietly. Ears flattened on his head as he back up quickly, fear and panic coursing through their body.
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Stormclaw took a breath and sighed walking into the den he looked around"thrushfur?" he said as he looked around"i'd like to challenge you for the fifth spot as a keeper I wanna do more to help and represent the clan, I want to have a chance In this" he said determined
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Darkpetal entered Sparrow--- Thrushfur's den. "Thrushfur," the dark grey senior warrior meowed, before noticing Stormclaw. Seems like Stormclaw came here for the same reason I did. "I'm also here to challenge the fifth Keeper position."
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