RiverClan Skyridge

[Beetlenose]

Originally Posted by pumpkinwind

Winterpaw
(Image by Pangoligon)
Congratulating them sadly, he thought, Now I'll never be a medicine cat.

He then looked at his adopted sister. "You probably don't want to know, okay? It's just," yet again he paused, letting out a quiet yelp, "It involves death."

-Minnowpaw-
Death?

Minnowpaw stood on shaky legs, she could feel blood around her neck, but she didn’t care.
“Juniperpaw…” was all she managed before she collapsed besides her friend.
Juniperpaw stayed still. “I’ll miss you.” She whispered.
“What? No you’re not dying.”
Too late.
“No. No. You’re not dead.”
No response.
“Dawnstep! Help!”

The announcements pulled her back, her mouth opened to congratulate them but nothing came out. Minnowpaw shook herself.
“I think I can handle death.”
I’ve seen it first hand

[Estelle]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

He made his announcement, eyes scanning the clearing below. Standing up on the stone, he had no problem seeing the various expressions on the clan’s face – though, most of it seemed to be positive. Before any of them could say a thing, some had already started chanting their names (somehow, it reminded him of when he became deputy. The same thing happened that time). In that regard, not much had changed. Until his eyes fell on Tansypaw.

Dark green gaze scrutinised her somewhat... Panicked expression, barely hearing what she was saying over the noise. He realised, much to his annoyance, that he didn’t like this doubt. It was normal, he should know, Tansypaw was still rather new. Even so, he wanted to believe his decision wasn’t wrong.
“There’s no mistake, I’m sure. You acted when the clan needed you, and I trust you’ll keep doing that.”

Sure there was a good chance the herbs hadn’t been the correct ones, but he’d been the one to say which ones to get – really, the fault came to him. In the face of that she’d only been trying to help, something that was to be appreciated.
“We can talk about this further after the meeting if you want.”

He heard Larkwing speak up; the young molly looked as bewildered as anyone, but the words coming from her mouth were filled with confidence – at least, from what he could tell. His mouth closed and eyes turned towards the grey pelt, dark green eyes trained on her as she made the declaration to help RiverClan for as long as possible. Good, now here’s to hoping she’ll stick to her words. Giving Larkwing a deep nod, eyes briefly closing, he then found himself interrupted by…

...A kit. A kit (presumably) screaming up to him that the meeting was boring. Gingerfrost deadpanned, lips pressing into a thin line as he regarded the kit with a blank expression.
“Then go play in the nursery.”
He finally replied with a flick of his tail, opting not to give the kit much more attention than that as the third and last new rank spoke up. Falconfeather.

Urk. Disapprove. Nope, he did not like that word. Oh how he wanted to tell him to shut his maw and give those better options if he really thought so, barely being able to keep back a deep sigh, but he didn’t. Because Falconfeather accepted nonetheless, and not wanting to make a show, the ginger tabby simply gave the new medicine cat a deep nod as well. At least their ranks were full now.

“Larkwing, Falconfeather, Tansypaw!”

He briefly joined in with the chanting.
...Now for the next part of the meeting.
Gingerfrost held back another deep sigh, deeper than the previous one, instead huffing out a big breath of air. He wasn’t sure how the clan would react to this, but alas, he’d rather tell the truth than withhold it again.

“With that done…”
He briefly trailed off, waiting for the clan to settle down before continuing.
“I’ve gone to the Starcave.”
As most ought to already be aware of.
“However StarClan did not grant me nine lives, nor a name. They want me to work for them – earn them. Not blatantly give them out.”
At least not to another potential disappointment, but he didn’t specify.

“Though I’m not entirely without lives, either. Since my travel to the Starcave, I’ve been given one life.”
Well, an additional one to the one he was currently living. But they could understand.
“But that barely matters. Lives don’t make a leader, and I intend on you to understand that.”
He paused, letting the information sink in.
“Despite these… Circumstances. I’ll still be going by Gingerstar, if anything to keep up appearances among the other clans. They do not need to know about this, at least not now. It’s none of their business and I’d rather keep it that way. Understood?”


#rcmeeting

 

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*Bluefang nods and leaves the meetings to do some hunting*

[Katiethewolfchild]

Tigerpool, Rabbitkit, Blossomkit, Wishkit, and Sparrowkit cheered Larkwing! Falconfeather! Tansypaw! They then left the meeting.

[elswhere]

Falconfeather
medicine cat || male || 24 moons
Purks: Silver Tongue (Active)
@Estelle - gingerfrost | @FrostyGalaxy - willowwisp

"Thanks Wils," He purred back, settling back down beside his sister once he finished speaking. Pale eyes lingered back up to Gingerfrost as he continued on with the meeting, the next part making the newly named medicine cat's brow furrow deeply. Okay he had gone to the Starcave like every other leader, but what had been more concerning was the fact StarClan had rejected him. "What? They can do that?" Falcon didn't mean to speak aloud but it jumped out of him loudly before he could stop himself. Never in his two full season cycles had he even heard of such, maybe that was why Beanstar was such an easy kill for Bumblestar at the Cattail Pond battle. Made sense, but it irked him on why StarClan had did such.

Part of him wanted to march up to the Starcave right now and give those dead cats a piece of his mind, but he knew it wouldn't do any good. Falconfeather looked intently on at Gingerfrost, or well.. maybe it was Gingerstar now, and narrowed his eyes. He thought maybe the other medicine cats might have an answer to this, but sighed when the ginger tabby spoke again, saying they would need to not tell the others. So much for trying to figure out why.

[Sklee]

Amberpaw cheered the name of each new rank in turn, hoping they would stay in place.

[Sonwytheafr]

Hollytail and Pebblefur nodded. Ottersplash continued staring through slitted eyes.

[Sleek]

RIPPLEKIT

Ripplekit, always positive, had no idea that Gingerstar was scolding her. "That's a great idea, Mr. Gingerbestie! Thank you!" she squealed, leaping up in enthusiasm. "Come on bestie, let's go play!" she squeaked, talking to Badgerkit.

[ @Theodore_510 ] - Badgerkit mention [ @Estelle ] - Gingerstar mention

SLEEKFUR

Sleekfur nodded in respect at his leader, not questioning the lives. He dipped his head before heading off to hunt. he saw Bluefang, and approached him.

[ @pumpkinbubble. ] - Bluefang mention

Meadowkit

Meadowkit closed her eyes, dozing off, cuddled up against her sissie and mommy.

[ @Spooky Snowyfeathr ] - Featherkit mention [ @The Doctor ] - Mistfire mention

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Originally Posted by spooky sleek.

RIPPLEKIT

Ripplekit, always positive, had no idea that Gingerstar was scolding her. "That's a great idea, Mr. Gingerbestie! Thank you!" she squealed, leaping up in enthusiasm. "Come on bestie, let's go play!" she squeaked, talking to Badgerkit.

[ @Theodore_510 ] - Badgerkit mention [ @Estelle ] - Gingerstar mention

SLEEKFUR

Sleekfur nodded in respect at his leader, not questioning the lives. He dipped his head before heading off to hunt. he saw Bluefang, and approached him.

[ @pumpkinbubble. ] - Bluefang mention

Meadowkit

Meadowkit closed her eyes, dozing off, cuddled up against her sissie and mommy.

[ @Spooky Snowyfeathr ] - Featherkit mention [ @The Doctor ] - Mistfire mention

*Bluefang glanced at Sleekfur and nodded at him, walking on*

[Neptune.]

*-Larkwing-*
She/her | 17 moons | Mind Reader - ACTIVE
A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes

Gingerstar's words basically confirmed her suspicions about StarClan. So, their ancestors were mad at them. It came as no surprise, really, given the state of... well, everything lately. But at least Gingerstar was being honest with the clan. She didn't envy being in the position he had been placed in with Beansprout and was eternally grateful he didn't put that secret on her shoulders. She didn't doubt there'd be other secrets, though. Not right now, but eventually, she'd likely be in a position where she was withholding information from RiverClan at her leader's request. Would she be able to? No, it wasn't a matter of whether she thought herself able or not, the simple fact of the matter was that she wouldn't have a choice in keeping those secrets, she would just have to keep them.

Currently, her leader had one extra life according to his words, putting him at a grand total of two. It wasn't a lot, heck, it wasn't even enough to have any wiggle room should something unthinkable happen. But it was something. At least StarClan was not entirely unwilling to grant him his lives. But what conditions would the ancient cats of the sky put him and the clan through in order to test if he'd earned a new one? Would they simply wait until he had lost his one extra life and then replace it as a consolation prize until he'd gone through all nine? Larkwing shuddered at that morbid thought. What a cruel paw to be dealt if that were the case.

For now, though, that was that and the meeting was adjourned. It still felt unreal, like she was in some sort of dream. Larkwing had never been the ambitious sort, she'd never had aspirations of being deputy, but here she was, with this new position of power that scared her more than anything. Nodding to the orange tabby who stood upon the Streamstone, acknowledging that this information was not to be shared (though she hoped that no one in the clan was mouse-brained enough to share such a thing even if Gingerstar hadn't specified).