RiverClan Clearing

[BEAR.]

Well, Buckfrost wished he felt better about this patrol but when he had at least one resident slacker.. he wasn't that impressed.

But he'd get it done, regardless of if he had to abandon the others in camp. He didn't have time for their nonsense. "Hawktalon [ @Vessel], Honeyflame [ @Fae], you have five fox-bounds to get over here before I'm leaving without you."

Momentarily, his attention was diverted by the presence of a ShadowClan cat.. and more importantly, his son. Disoriented, and with a tinge of blood smeared on the top of his head. Concerned, he departed from Sootflare to approach the duo, cautious of the trespasser's intentions if only because of the semi-recent Clan rivalries. "What happened." It was less of a question and more of an order, a gentle bop placed against the bridge of Fawnsqueak's muzzle to get his son's attention. "Settle down, kitto. Take a breather.. that looks like a nasty lump on your head."

[ @Dipper, @Bumblebelly ]

[teddy.]

@Dipper @BILL.

The sudden lack of scruff in his mouth was welcomed, but the hair left behind wasn't. "My hairballs are going to be brown for a month!" He snapped into the standing Tom's ear, only now having the opportunity to actually appreciate the unstable cats appearance. Cute? No, a Riverclan cat cant be!

Bumblebellys blood ran ice cold. The whole time he had been terrified of Lionstar's reaction, not once had he thought of his own leader. "I found him stumbling about the territory boarder, thought not to cause any more bad blood between the clans by just leaving him there--" Or buried in a ditch for that matter, "And so here we are. Might I be off?'." He directed to low murmurs to Buckfrost, he didn't need every Riverclan cat within a mile to hear of his situation, Starclan knows how fast gossip spreads.

[Fawn]

Fawnsqueak shifted to the new voice, familiar and comforting, and his expression softened at his father's appearance. Then... grew a little embarrassed, because this wasn't exactly the most ideal situation. Having to be dragged home by a ShadowClanner was mildly humiliating since he couldn't even find the camp on his own. "It... was just a," he paused, debated, flicked his eyes to the stranger. "There was a small incident in the outskirts, that's all." They'd talk more details later if he wished to know about the crazy, religion-and-hellfire-spouting old burly tom who'd given him the injuries with his stupidly meaty ShadowClan paws.

"Oh.. yeah, uh-- sorry," he apologized regarding the hairballs. "You could always like, turn it into some sort of mystical trick.. a, 'hey watch what I can do' sort of thing--your clanmates would seriously be impressed by that, right?" They were ShadowClan, considering. "Or maybe... keep them as souvenirs. I don't know." Okay, those were pretty terrible suggestions, and he mumbled an additional apology for being like this. Speaking of, why was he like this? Social awkwardness was reaching new heights, though at least he had a head injury to blame this time.

A warmth bloomed in his chest, both genuinely still grateful in a way he couldn't express and feeling incredibly.. indebted. "You should go," he confirmed, his nod cut short by a wince. It wasn't directed at him but Fawnsqueak could recognize sticking around wouldn't be appreciated, primarily on Icestar's part. "I'm just-- really glad you found me, I guess. And brought me back."

@Bumblebelly @BILL.

[Tundra]

@FuzzyRatto @doghouse @TawnyNeedsACoffee

Owlpaw hurried over to her patrol group, giving a swift nod to her mentor before turning to Honeydrizzle. “Mhm!”

Hhhh, that was short. Sorry.

[BEAR.]

"Yes.. you're free to go. Thank you." Buckfrost didn't concern himself with the presence of the ShadowClan tom, figuring if he had been here to cause trouble, he would have. [ @Bumblebelly ]

A little confused by the interaction in front of him, Buckfrost determined he wasn't going to question it further than a glance at his son. He wasn't sure he wanted to know, so he nudged Fawnsqueak toward the direction of the warrior's den. "I can't stay long because I have to go on patrol, but I want you to go rest. Feel free to take my nest if you need to.." Because he wasn't sure if Fawnsqueak even had one, yet. He rarely saw him in there. "Okay?"

[ @Dipper ]

[teddy.]

Bumblebelly made a point not to hang around much longer but he felt concerned and worried, a whole panic-filled rainbow of emotions coursing through his body. He left within a hurried blur of black and yellow, only pausing once to give Fawnsqueak one last glance before heading back to his own part of the forest. @BILL. @Dipper

[ameko]

@The Shadow Flower

It was a new day. Sagehawk was feeling a bit better from that time at the meeting, but now he had to figure out how to train an apprentice. His very first one! And he hadn't been a warrior too long, either..

but he had to start somewhere. So, standing outside of the apprentices' den, the young warrior bit back his worries and poked his head in the den. "Hey, Stonepaw! You in here?" He would wait for a response before continuing. "I was thinking we could, like, check out the territory today." That seemed kind of boring. "And do some hunting, if you want!"

[The Shadow Flower]

StonePaw would walk over, giggling a bit. ”I’m actually out here! Ok!!” She’d bounce a little bit, excited for her first training. @pathos

[BEAR.]

"Then be a rogue!" Lionstar spat back at Dogear. "I don't need you being just as useless as when you were a Clan member! Get out of my camp, and if I find out you've been in my territory I'll have your pelt flayed." What a piece of trash.

"Lightningeyes, you're free to join him. I've repeatedly requested to know where you all have been and you have failed to answer me. I'm done. Get out of my territory.

"Birdsong, save me your bullcrap and leave. If you were seriously wounded by a rogue to the point you couldn't return to camp, you'd have the wounds to prove it, because at the very least there'd be scarring. You don't have that.

"And Fazekit," he rounded on the cat long-since old enough to be an apprentice. "You were never taught to swim, so I sincerely doubt you helped Honeypaw out of the river.. and if you did, you should have gotten her home. Not stayed out as a rogue for a moon. You already failed at being a Clan-mate twice, and all you had to do is stay in camp. I don't want to deal with this again.. so you're also rejected. Scram!"

Now his eyes were on Honeypaw, an expression of discontent across his face. "At least you're cold. Look, Honeypaw-- you've been gone long enough for another Honeypaw to become an apprentice, so here's the deal. I'll allow you to rejoin RiverClan.. under the condition you will be receiving a name change until either their training completes, or yours does. If one of you gets promoted, you'll get your Honey- name back. However,.. this is your only chance to be a RiverClan cat. If you go missing again, don't bother coming back. Do you understand?"

Originally Posted by Cecily Herondale

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[ameko]

Originally Posted by Slatepaw

The sandy-orange she cat grinned widely at the others confident words. It was such a difference from how they were talking at the river! She chest rolled with a content purr as she settled from thier swatting.
As the other offered thier services, she cocked her head in curiousity. Those emerald eyes trailed across the clearing to examine a large tree and they rolled up and down it in thought. She didn't know when she would ever need those skills but it could definitely be a jaw dropping moment in a battle!
The idea of 'Sandwhisker the great swimmer' shifted to a new idea; 'Sandwhisker the jack of all trades'. A bright expression filled her eyes as she gave an enthusiastic nod, "That would be wonderful!" she laughed with excitement, leaning into the other affectionately.

(sorry for the late response! was thinking about how to respond ^^; )
(also: should we wrap up the roleplay soon? )

A purr once again rolled from Fennelnose in waves, pleased to hear that their idea had not been rejected. Though their rumbling did hitch in their throat when Sandwhisker leaned against them—when had she gotten so close?—it wasn't enough to stop their purring altogether. They did not, however, return the affection. This was beginning to cross a line that hadn't even been approached in moons, and it was kind of making them uncomfortable..

"Yeah, it would," they agreed, offering a little 'haha'. Not as much as a laugh, but they still wanted to keep the mood light! "We'd be, like, the coolest cats in RiverClan." When the conversation died down somewhat, worries prickled Fennelnose. Usually, they were fine with silence, but after having talked a lot, it really made things awkward.. not like they weren't an awkward mess to begin with.

It wasn't too late: the sun was still in the sky, after all. "Maybe we could go out again and practice?" they meowed, glancing at Sandwhisker. As soon as the words left their mouth, they regretted it. Considering both of them had just been hunting, it didn't make sense to just go right back on out. And this was a lot of social interaction. Definitely more than they were used to. They looked back over at the prey pile, mulling over what to say. "Or, well, I guess I am kind of tired.."


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Originally Posted by The Shadow Flower

StonePaw would walk over, giggling a bit. ”I’m actually out here! Ok!!” She’d bounce a little bit, excited for her first training. @pathos

Embarrassment bloomed on Sagehawk's face. "Oh-- whoops!" he exclaimed, spinning around to face Stonepaw. "At least you're already up!" He trotted past her towards the entrance, flicking his tail on her shoulder to make sure she followed. "Let's get going, then."