Contrary to where Primroseadder thought he was, Mudhaze was instead lurking near Owlstar's den. He had no clue if the leader was actually in there or not. He was just being careful and guarding! Yes! Totally not eavesdropping to get information on who might be the next deputy, not at all, nope!
Primroseadder's voice from across the clearing made his ears prick up. He turned to watch her talk at the warriors' den, and tilted his head with a bewildered half-smile. Silly Primrose! He wasn't in there!
Silently and with his tongue sticking between his teeth, Mudhaze rose up to cross the clearing. He crept up until he was a few feet behind her, the ground making no sound under his paws, and then pounced forward to land squarely on her tail. "GRAH!"
Primroseadder let out an ''EEK!'' whenever her brother landed on her tail, rolling over onto her side and lashing out with a forepaw---claws sheathed, of course---to bat him away.
''You silly furball!'' She purred whenever she was able to return to her paws. She shook out her pelt and passed the fish over to Mudhaze. ''Here. That's for you. I thought that you would like to know that Mother has had her kits, as well.''
Primroseadder's emerald eyes glittered with love. ''Wavekit, Tansykit, Dovekit, Hickorykit, and Claykit. They're all beautiful,'' the dark-cream-and-white she-cat sat back on her hind quarters so she could wash a forepaw and drag it over her white ear. ''I'm sure that Mother will show them off.''
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The kit wandered around the camp clearing. Being in the nursery would be warmer, but Sprucekit had a desire to stretch her legs. She paused in front of the warrior's den, curiosity burning in her. What was it like in there? Was it anything like the nursery? How big was it? They had to have some of the best bedding, second only to the Elders. The old cats always got the softest moss. At least, she thought they did.
A noise nearby caused Sprucekit to shake from her daydream. It was no doubt just the wind, but she didn't think about it as she scurried off. She wasn't up to anything, but the idea that someone would think she was had her move. Oh she didn't want to be seen as a troublemaker! With her fur on edge, Sprucekit found a spot at the edge of camp to sit.
Ravenpaw was feeling restless. She was so close to achieving her goals as an apprentice that she could taste it. But things were still...not better. Rainpaw still avoided her, Brokenstream's been busier than ever. She felt...well she didn't know what she was feeling. Restless certainly. Still, she set about her task for the moment - carefully adding padding to the elder's shelter. Setting about weaving more pliable sticks together on top of the rocks to help provide additional shelter and coverage from any crevices. Laying moss out on top of that.
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Whisp padded out of the apprentice's den and stretched before turning to groom her silvery pelt. Wondering what the day would have in store for her. She hasn't yet trained with her mentor, and the events at the last Gathering had her...questioning things all over again. Though, she didn't dare voice anything to Owlstar or Berryshine. She didn't want to seem insensitive, and they hadn't said anything about what would happen now. For now, I just need to focus on the path I'm currently on. She had to remain firm in this path.
Duskleaf lay still on his favourite tree branch which he almost always slept in, his eyes slowly opened in to see the morning sun. He blinked, slowly rising to his paws and quickly giving his fur a few licks to make sure it was clean. Yeah he always walked about with leaves in his messy fur, but messy and dirty are two different things. He didn’t mind his fur being one of those two things, but certainly not the other. That being said, he picked off a few of the leaves that had somehow remained this long and put them in his fur.
Duskleaf had a quick look around camp to see who was around, and his gaze quickly fell upon the golden pelt of his friend Brokenstream. Come to think of it, he hadn’t spoken to the Lionheart since the gathering. It still felt weird that he’d only just met his mother at the gathering. Since he found out Snakefang was his sister, he hadn’t really questioned who his mother was or why he never knew. Then Mintwhisper just showed up one day at the gathering. It was weird to think that his only relatives were ThunderClan cats, yet he’d never even consider living across the border. RiverClan wasn’t perfect, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. The idea of calling another clan home just didn’t sit right with him, even if his entire family were there.
Shaking his head so he could actually focus on what he was doing, Duskleaf jumped down from the tree and made his way over to the golden tom. "Hey, Brokenstream! How're ye?" He sat down a few tail lengths away, curling his tail around his paws to keep them warm. After all, leaf-bare hadn’t gone away yet.
Raccoonpaw ♦ He / Him ♦ Riverclan apprentice ♦ 7+ moons
"My sister Bumblepaw went missing... Then Stormstar died- uh-" Raccoonpaw thought, then hesitated "My... uh... My siblings Shadowpaw and Larkpaw-" He took a shaky breath, his gaze falling to his paws "died... it's- It's okay though! I've still got Crow and Shallow" He said followed by a visibly forced smile.
Stars, he didn't mean to dump all the trauma but he admittedly hadn't really done much outside of his personal life in a while. He only know the Stormstar thing because he'd been in camp when she'd been brought back.
His tail gently brushed over the snow behind him "I'm... glad you're back though" He murmured, burying his face in the warrior's fur. He stepped back, giving Beachheart a slightly more genuine smile.
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"As the river flows I'll show you who swims like a true warrior!"
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BeachHeart of Riverclan (TOM)
22 moons old
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▁▂▃▅▆▇ he slowly nods, allowing the apprentice to have a moment before he himself spoke "I...I'm sorry I wasn't here to comfort you..." he speaks, unsure if it sounded shameful or sad "here...uhm...t..to get your mind off of it.." he pads to the apprentice side and places his tail on his shoulder as a reassuring gesture "have you been practicing how to swim?" he tried to smile a little, trying to lighten the mood properly and not too fast. ▇▆▅▃▂▁
Asterkit
“I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay.”
He/Him ⬖ Bisexual
Asterkit padded into the clearing, looking around for his siblings. Maybe they were out here somewhere.
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Duskleaf lay still on his favourite tree branch which he almost always slept in, his eyes slowly opened in to see the morning sun. He blinked, slowly rising to his paws and quickly giving his fur a few licks to make sure it was clean. Yeah he always walked about with leaves in his messy fur, but messy and dirty are two different things. He didn’t mind his fur being one of those two things, but certainly not the other. That being said, he picked off a few of the leaves that had somehow remained this long and put them in his fur.
Duskleaf had a quick look around camp to see who was around, and his gaze quickly fell upon the golden pelt of his friend Brokenstream. Come to think of it, he hadn’t spoken to the Lionheart since the gathering. It still felt weird that he’d only just met his mother at the gathering. Since he found out Snakefang was his sister, he hadn’t really questioned who his mother was or why he never knew. Then Mintwhisper just showed up one day at the gathering. It was weird to think that his only relatives were ThunderClan cats, yet he’d never even consider living across the border. RiverClan wasn’t perfect, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. The idea of calling another clan home just didn’t sit right with him, even if his entire family were there.
Shaking his head so he could actually focus on what he was doing, Duskleaf jumped down from the tree and made his way over to the golden tom. "Hey, Brokenstream! How're ye?" He sat down a few tail lengths away, curling his tail around his paws to keep them warm. After all, leaf-bare hadn’t gone away yet.
The Lionheart had been pacing around camp, his mind wandering. Blueberry was due to be kitting soon...and the tom worried for her. More than he felt like he should, if he was being honest. Had they really grown that close in such a short time? It was...nice. Exciting, even. Could he...?...No. He just...really enjoyed spending time with her. A good friend to have again. That's all.
While deep in his pondering, he jumped when Duskleaf called out to him, and whipped around to face his friend with rounded eyes. "O-oh, Duskleaf, it's just you." He cleared his throat awkwardly, padding up to his friend. "I'm good- how about you?" He asked with a tilt of his head. Oh, wait. He should probably correct him. "It's Sunheart now." He mewed proudly, regaining his composure.
( @Rowan for Blueberry mention hehe no need to respond<3 )
Primroseadder let out an ''EEK!'' whenever her brother landed on her tail, rolling over onto her side and lashing out with a forepaw---claws sheathed, of course---to bat him away.
''You silly furball!'' She purred whenever she was able to return to her paws. She shook out her pelt and passed the fish over to Mudhaze. ''Here. That's for you. I thought that you would like to know that Mother has had her kits, as well.''
Primroseadder's emerald eyes glittered with love. ''Wavekit, Tansykit, Dovekit, Hickorykit, and Claykit. They're all beautiful,'' the dark-cream-and-white she-cat sat back on her hind quarters so she could wash a forepaw and drag it over her white ear. ''I'm sure that Mother will show them off.''
Mudhaze giggled and batted back at her paws with his own before flopping down onto the ground and rolling over onto his back. He reached out to pull the fish toward him with his claws while still upside-down and lifted it, a pout tugging at his muzzle. "Aw. No lizards?" He liked lizards best. If only it weren't leaf-bare - then he'd have all the lizards in the world! But they were all in hiding right now.
He rolled back over and started chomping down on the meal. Of course he knew about the kits. How could he not? "I haven't gone to see them yet," he mumbled around a mouthful of fish. "'Cause what if they don't like me? And then Almondchatter tells me to go away for, like, ever?" Oh, he'd never live that down!
Mudhaze scarfed the fish down, swatted several of the bones in Primroseadder's direction, and then flopped back down with an exaggerated moan. "PRIMMMMMMM, I'm so BORED! Everyone here SUCKS! Help me go do something!"
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