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Noticing Darling's unsheathed claws, Yew sighed. "Don't worry, kitten, I won't hurt you." Darling seemed a bit bossy, adventurous, a kittypet that liked to explore. Someone who knows things. Her eyes narrowed, She better not be dumb. Jumping down off of the fencepost, she bowed her head. "Hello Darling, my name is Yew. I don't need anything. I just wanted to meet a kittypet and see what they know." Her yellow eyes glittered in the sunlight, matching the honey-smooth sound of her voice. "If you would like to leave, you're welcome to it. Go meet Rosabella and Spike. I bet they're wondering where you are."
She had been watching this pet for a while, long enough to learn of her excitement of being the "white knight." Long enough to know of her twolegs. And her curiousity.
@Kai.Cougar
Noticing Darling's unsheathed claws, Yew sighed. "Don't worry, kitten, I won't hurt you." Darling seemed a bit bossy, adventurous, a kittypet that liked to explore. Someone who knows things. Her eyes narrowed, She better not be dumb. Jumping down off of the fencepost, she bowed her head. "Hello Darling, my name is Yew. I don't need anything. I just wanted to meet a kittypet and see what they know." Her yellow eyes glittered in the sunlight, matching the honey-smooth sound of her voice. "If you would like to leave, you're welcome to it. Go meet Rosabella and Spike. I bet they're wondering where you are."
She had been watching this pet for a while, long enough to learn of her excitement of being the "white knight." Long enough to know of her twolegs. And her curiousity.
Darling froze at the words Rosabella and Spike as they were said,Darling never desclosed his friend and nephew s names. She didn't even know that this one was watching her and her housemate,Including her nephew that had hated for even being born,Darling scoffed at the statement. I'm not a kitten for one. What do you wanna know?
She mewed, Curiously she wondered what this Yew character was planning. Yew...mmm that sounds like a plant those clan cats use. Darling noticed the headbow, tho she wasn't gonna comment on it before but now she did. Why did you bow to me? I'm not some sort of starcat?
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❝ don't you go falling in love
trust me she's not the one
she won't ever
love you like i do ❞
Darling froze at the words Rosabella and Spike as they were said,Darling never desclosed his friend and nephew s names. She didn't even know that this one was watching her and her housemate,Including her nephew that had hated for even being born,Darling scoffed at the statement. I'm not a kitten for one. What do you wanna know?
She mewed, Curiously she wondered what this Yew character was planning. Yew...mmm that sounds like a plant those clan cats use. Darling noticed the headbow, tho she wasn't gonna comment on it before but now she did. Why did you bow to me? I'm not some sort of starcat?
What seems to be the problem dar- she froze at the cat. Then she looked at them and back at darling. She raised her paw to them looking for a paw shake. I'm rosabella but it seems although you knew that. Nice to meet you. She smiled. She felt as though being nice would help.
As she stood there waiting she quickly noticed that the fellow cat gave darling a bow. Was darling some queen or something. Maybe she was and didn't tell her. It was too late anyways. She barely made a few breaths as that information was sent to her brain. Rose was a smart cat. She was rewarded by her owners whenever she solved a complex puzzle game they set out for her. So she assumed she was very smart for herself. As she got back on track she looked at her surroundings looking for a fast escape route of things got messy.
Foxkit gasped in awe. Where was he? There were so many clouds! He didn't really know how he got there, (or how to get back..) but it was so cool! He couldn't wait to brag to all the kittens about this!
Foxkit gasped in awe. Where was he? There were so many clouds! He didn't really know how he got there, (or how to get back..) but it was so cool! He couldn't wait to brag to all the kittens about this!
valley
valley scrambled from there house, noticing the other kit and running over. “hello! are you a new kitty pet? im valley, but you can call me- erm- valley! you smell funny! are you one of those rescued cats?” valley spoke quickly, suddenly stumbling over there own words. “sorry, just excited to meet another kit. what’s your name?”
The sun-drown hours had begun spreading the cold of Leaf-fall, but the cruelty of this somber world was colder still. A harsh and unforgiving ice had wound itself around Whitewolf's ever-aging heart--perhaps that was a coping mechanism as the world she knew and had just begun to love again crumbled around her--perhaps not. If ThunderClan was unsure about Icicleripple's prophecy, could that mean the exchange was StarClan's final word to ThunderClan? Was this goodbye, or would she and her clanmates find solace in a new dawn? That was up to StarClan--whether they had in mind a new Leader to usher in the era of prosperity ThunderClan had long deserved.
Ancestors, guide me.
Whitewolf's great head dipped down to take in the old scent trail once more, only to find it gone. Emberpaw--sweet, young Emberpaw--one of ThunderClan's most promising young Apprentices. She'd been lost and Whitewolf had failed again to find her. Was RiverClan responsible--would they stoop low enough to hurt someone like Emberpaw? A young ex-kittypet who only wanted what was best for not only her Clan, but the entire forest?
The senior Warrior stifled a sob as her missing leg loomed over Emberpaw's dying scent, each a fading vestige of something that had been but would never be again. For all she'd known this could have been her fault. So much already was--she'd waited too long to discuss Eveningstar's failures with him and now he was missing, too--she'd failed to locate Sunhowl until he thankfully returned to his belonging place. But not every missing cat was going to come home like Sunhowl, and ThunderClan was crawling with so many disloyal cats that Whitewolf figured a pawful of them didn't even consider the Clan home.
"...Emberpaw?"
Her words came out slowly; quietly. Whitewolf was boisterous and loud when she wanted to be but as she called out the missing Apprentice's name she found herself incapable of letting her voice carry. Her eyes widened in shock when she heard her own voice--was that really her? That hollow, hoarse croak of a rallying cry?
Oh, StarClan...why did you take her from me...?
Sharp teeth gritting firmly within her powerful jaws, Whitewolf sat, feeling herself melt into the earth beneath her broad paws. Why did it have to be Emberpaw? Where had Sunhowl been when ThunderClan needed his help--how could her dear friend Sunhowl betray the Clan like that? Why did Eveningstar abandon ThunderClan; why didn't he tell anyone his reason for leaving them behind before he went? Was Icicleripple next--beautiful, young, capable Icicleripple?
"How..." what had been something short of silence became a growing roar which crept up Whitewolf's deep, weakening chest. Her head pointed toward the sky and battle-torn ears drawn back, she yowled, "How could you do this?!"
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After her resurrection from the Dark Forest, Whitewolf has not been the same. This once loyal and honorable senior Warrior is now back with a vendetta--be aware that any new interactions with her will likely reflect a hostile and/or dangerous mentality.
Please note that Tigerpaw's racist, homophobic, transphobic, and ableist opinions do not reflect my own. Be aware her views are very bigoted before requesting roleplay with her.
The sun-drown hours had begun spreading the cold of Leaf-fall, but the cruelty of this somber world was colder still. A harsh and unforgiving ice had wound itself around Whitewolf's ever-aging heart--perhaps that was a coping mechanism as the world she knew and had just begun to love again crumbled around her--perhaps not. If ThunderClan was unsure about Icicleripple's prophecy, could that mean the exchange was StarClan's final word to ThunderClan? Was this goodbye, or would she and her clanmates find solace in a new dawn? That was up to StarClan--whether they had in mind a new Leader to usher in the era of prosperity ThunderClan had long deserved.
Ancestors, guide me.
Whitewolf's great head dipped down to take in the old scent trail once more, only to find it gone. Emberpaw--sweet, young Emberpaw--one of ThunderClan's most promising young Apprentices. She'd been lost and Whitewolf had failed again to find her. Was RiverClan responsible--would they stoop low enough to hurt someone like Emberpaw? A young ex-kittypet who only wanted what was best for not only her Clan, but the entire forest?
The senior Warrior stifled a sob as her missing leg loomed over Emberpaw's dying scent, each a fading vestige of something that had been but would never be again. For all she'd known this could have been her fault. So much already was--she'd waited too long to discuss Eveningstar's failures with him and now he was missing, too--she'd failed to locate Sunhowl until he thankfully returned to his belonging place. But not every missing cat was going to come home like Sunhowl, and ThunderClan was crawling with so many disloyal cats that Whitewolf figured a pawful of them didn't even consider the Clan home.
"...Emberpaw?"
Her words came out slowly; quietly. Whitewolf was boisterous and loud when she wanted to be but as she called out the missing Apprentice's name she found herself incapable of letting her voice carry. Her eyes widened in shock when she heard her own voice--was that really her? That hollow, hoarse croak of a rallying cry?
Oh, StarClan...why did you take her from me...?
Sharp teeth gritting firmly within her powerful jaws, Whitewolf sat, feeling herself melt into the earth beneath her broad paws. Why did it have to be Emberpaw? Where had Sunhowl been when ThunderClan needed his help--how could her dear friend Sunhowl betray the Clan like that? Why did Eveningstar abandon ThunderClan; why didn't he tell anyone his reason for leaving them behind before he went? Was Icicleripple next--beautiful, young, capable Icicleripple?
"How..." what had been something short of silence became a growing roar which crept up Whitewolf's deep, weakening chest. Her head pointed toward the sky and battle-torn ears drawn back, she yowled, "How could you do this?!"
RUN! RUN! RUN! It was the only thing racing through their head,they was just trying to get out but no! They just froze there as they was almost killed and became a chewy little snack for a dog. They was bleeding, and not to mention the pain. Spotting the warrior Tallkit slammed into a bush next to Whitewolf, Appearing out of the bush. Tallkit looked at her,Blood just everywhere on their fur. They could move,It hurt tho,Like really hurt. Their blue eyes were lacking anything but fear,or one was since the other was closed. Their Left ear was distorted to the point of it not working anymore,Tears filled their blue eye.
Whi..te.. Wol..f. the kit mustered,Even speaking hurt,to Tallkit dogs had taken everything from her,their brother was slaughtered mercilessly by one during the raid of camp and they had watch,The bloody cat looked over to the shadowcat behind whitewolf. No no no no,Why now! it only appeared if something bad was going to happen but why here and why now of all places.
The torbie cat was just a mess,The blood loss was taking its toll on her stability to stand. They just wanted to collapse here,at least Whitewolf was here. So they wouldn't die. It was unlikely they'd'd make it home by themself, forcing themself
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❝ don't you go falling in love
trust me she's not the one
she won't ever
love you like i do ❞
Like the death throes of RiverClan and ThunderClan cats alike or the tide when it met the sand and no one was there to watch the ocean rise or fall, Whitewolf's cry of helplessness was met with a somber silence. Emberpaw was gone but Whitewolf was in denial. There was no way such a sweet, innocent Apprentice could be lost forever...could there?
Whitewolf's nose twitched, so stuffed on account of her despair that she'd lost not only Emberpaw's scent trail but any others that were around the area. If any foxes or badgers were around her nose would likely miss them; that certainly wouldn't end well. She had to get home...
...but could ThunderClan afford to see her like this?
Whitewolf was a senior Warrior. She was too old to break down in front of her clanmates, too experienced to let them know how much suffering she took to heart, and how, in her eyes, the world began to seem each passing day like it was spinning backwards. Yet she had told Icicleripple, Pinewatch, and Thunderchaser the truth: that she felt this was all her fault.
When she swore she heard another voice--quiet, but still straining to speak--Whitewolf turned her head down to the source. What she saw was horrifying but nothing she hadn't witnessed before; it was Tallkit--if she didn't handle this soon then she feared the young one would lose her life.
"Tallkit," she said quickly, diving down to pick her up without a second thought. She had to get her to Icicleripple before things went south too fast--it seemed Tallkit was losing a lot of blood.
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After her resurrection from the Dark Forest, Whitewolf has not been the same. This once loyal and honorable senior Warrior is now back with a vendetta--be aware that any new interactions with her will likely reflect a hostile and/or dangerous mentality.
Please note that Tigerpaw's racist, homophobic, transphobic, and ableist opinions do not reflect my own. Be aware her views are very bigoted before requesting roleplay with her.
Lark padded slowly padded forward, the wind tugging at her
brown fur. She was deep in her thoughts, barely noticing a few birds
fluttering up and calling out in alarm as she walked passed by them.
Her day had been long and food had been hard to find and she hadn't
have mush time for her little hobby... If spying on "thunderclan" cats
could be considered hobby...
She sighed and leaped up on a tree stump and grunted in
annoyance at how clumsily she had moved in the last few days.
She had an odd feeling in her belly like she had swallowed a whole
rabbit without chewing it first and she was often a little sick in the morning.
Lark placed her white tail over her paws and took in a deep breath of the
fresh evening air. It had been a while since she had felt even a little at
peace.
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