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Coming back only to get Barleypaw into warriorhood, but then I most likely will be leaving entirely. I've spend too much time on her to not have her be a warrior and I'd like to get her there.
·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚ ChickadeeSong of Thunderclan - 67 moons - Gray molly with a black head with white streaks, and a cream underside ˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙
ChickadeeSong had been minding her own business in the clearing, but chaos just had to ensue. A Strong scent of distress and blood got her attention long before a cat came barreling into the clearing, Dovefluff. What was she carrying, what had reeked so strongly of blood that even she could smell it? "Dovefluff, what happ.... end..." She trailed off as she recognized two pelts, Fenkit and Mothkit. Stars... two kits, dead? How?
A loner? Sounds about right. But what would a loner be doing so far into thunderclan territory? And what would kits be doing out of camp? There was the fox issue recently, they needed better camp guards, if they even had any at all. And where was Bumblestar? As far as she could tell, Bumble wasn't here at the moment, she scanned the clearing for the leader's pelt. This needed to be addressed. "Bumblestar! I'm going to give that rogue hell, and whoever was supposed to be watching the kits! How did no one notice that they were gone, let alone snuck out of camp?" With the growing crowd of cats, her voice needed to be louder, it rung loud enough that the entire clearing could hear it, give or take some.
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·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚ ChickadeeSong of Thunderclan - 67 moons - Gray molly with a black head with white streaks, and a cream underside ˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙
ChickadeeSong had been minding her own business in the clearing, but chaos just had to ensue. A Strong scent of distress and blood got her attention long before a cat came barreling into the clearing, Dovefluff. What was she carrying, what had reeked so strongly of blood that even she could smell it? "Dovefluff, what happ.... end..." She trailed off as she recognized two pelts, Fenkit and Mothkit. Stars... two kits, dead? How?
A loner? Sounds about right. But what would a loner be doing so far into thunderclan territory? And what would kits be doing out of camp? There was the fox issue recently, they needed better camp guards, if they even had any at all. And where was Bumblestar? As far as she could tell, Bumble wasn't here at the moment, she scanned the clearing for the leader's pelt. This needed to be addressed. "Bumblestar! I'm going to give that rogue hell, and whoever was supposed to be watching the kits! How did no one notice that they were gone, let alone snuck out of camp?" With the growing crowd of cats, her voice needed to be louder, it rung loud enough that the entire clearing could hear it, give or take some.
His blue eyes turned to another cat who was calling for bum bum. Tottering forward he ran into the warriors legs and peered up at her with teary eyes. Wake them up! Make mothy and fenny come back! he wailed.
Foxpaw stopped as he heard the commotion. Involving Shrewkit. The half-bully half-protective brother did what their instincts were.. to charge towards the warrior, smack her with their tail, grab their brother and leave. So, Foxpaw marched over, stood in front of their brother, and hissed at the warrior. He made an attempt to pull Shrewkit next to them with his thick, bushy tail.
Bravesky sat in a shadow watching everything in camp from The littlest kit to the talking warriors, the massive tom laid down and watched grateful for what he had. His orange eyes peering around as he started to groom himself. His big tail curling around him to give warmth and comfort as he could not stop peering at everything in camp.
he feels sick. very sick. he wants to throw up, but his throat won't let him. he looks around, and it all seems so different. it's darker. he walks to his fathers, but he is so unsteady that he almost falls. he then closes his eyes. it feels better like this - at least he won't fall when he's still.
Burnetkit opens his eyes and approaches his father. He starts to sign frantically, tears in his eyes. papa, daddy, i feel sick. really bad. i wanna throw up but my throat hurts so bad. He then pulls away, covering his mouth with his paw as he heaves dryly.
he feels sick. very sick. he wants to throw up, but his throat won't let him. he looks around, and it all seems so different. it's darker. he walks to his fathers, but he is so unsteady that he almost falls. he then closes his eyes. it feels better like this - at least he won't fall when he's still.
Burnetkit opens his eyes and approaches his father. He starts to sign frantically, tears in his eyes. papa, daddy, i feel sick. really bad. i wanna throw up but my throat hurts so bad. He then pulls away, covering his mouth with his paw as he heaves dryly.
daddies, what is wrong with me...?
Spottedfire, despite once more not knowing who this kit is, instantly kicked into comfort mode. He started licking his son's head, purring as if he thought the soft sound would help. Mmrrrrip he trilled, nudging Burnetkit to the den with all of the herb-scent. Maybe that'd help?
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"[Ravens]... are bigger than us kits. One could probably carry a warrior off if it wanted."
The tom trotted into the clearing,gaze darting from one point to another.As he had reached a rather quiet spot,he lowered his Flanks,gaze still travelling through the new camp.Spiderskip wondered how the other warriors had Adapted to it,curiousity rising in him.However,he decided not to ask for now.The tom kept quiet,taking his time to scan the clearing.