Spirit’s Rest

[marshall]

➵ pebblepool .*.｡*ﾟ

oh dear, this was certainly interesting. pebblepool found herself back at the fateful warden meeting place, though she was unsure why she decided to come this specific time. the rest of the calls she had ignored in favor of watching down from the stars at the eventful land of the living. to be truthful, she had taken a backseat from her duties as warden, though it wasn't like she was being made to do it. she was one of the few that volunteered for brokenstar, solely for her own amusement. not like some of the others who were practically forced to accept the job, poor things.

this seemed different however, more dire. her old co-warden magpiewisp seemed worse for wear and that was.... strange,,, considering he was, well, dead. as she made her entrance, her coat seeming to shimmer with the light of the stars that were before her, she did something that was a bit uncharacteristic. instead of booming in to make her presence widely known, she sat back [at least for now]. it had been so long, and she wanted to observe the happenings before deciding if this was worth her time or not. as she sat, she looked around at all the familiar faces, this was bound to be exciting!

[Ian]

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Shimmerbird
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Quite a few of her fellow Wardens are already there when she slips into. Questions about Brokenstar are being asked, so Shimmerbird remains silent, assessing Magpiewisp with slitted eyes. She hasn't been around as much as she should be, but she shoves the shame that's welling in her gut down. There's no time for her own problems. If Magpiewisp, out of all of them, is calling them this urgently then something happened. And it's likely not something good, especially since Brokenstar is absent.

[beau]

Silt allowed himself to linger at the edges of the group, ears twitching this way and that as he listened to muttered concerns. He felt... too out of the loop to do much more than watch for now. The atmosphere was certainly tense, especially with Brokenstar's absence. Yes, that was quite odd, wasn't it?

[vellichor]

Autumnfluff // Genderfluid StarClanner (she/they)

Huh. This was interesting.

The eyeless tortoiseshell could smell a lot of, well, everything. Emotions, tensions, cats, to put it bluntly. When did they get so many cats? Were they even worthy of being here? Had they fought tooth and nail like Autumnfluff had in life? What about Brokenstar?

Actually, what about Brokenstar? That was the one cat Autumnfluff couldn't smell. Was he late? That seemed uncharacteristic. What was happening? Autumnfluff lingered towards the back of the crowd, wrapping her tail around their paws. This was either going to be very entertaining or very irritating. Perhaps both, if she was unlucky.

[Rani]

Silverfox | Male + He/Him | Darkforest
A lean silver tabby with vibrant orange eyes.

Now Silverfox had not been a warden long, slipping in amongst the chaos and staying due to a lack of consequences for doing so. But he was not without his knowledge. After all! Chaos came best from order, you must know all sides of the situation to create the maximum impact. And so, watching cats file in, the silver tabbys eyebrow rose as he saw faces he didnt expect to.


See, there was something interesting about the covenant. Their numbers were higher then most knew. Oh by now starclan and the dark forest knew the standard set of faces, Barkblaze, Dewkit, Dustpoppy, Lichenflood and more. But certain cats like Pebblepool, Shimmerbird, Silt and Autumnfluff had been missing from their duties for moons and not been seen by any a cat. And yet, here they were like Silverfox, the interrupting intruder, hadnt done more then him of late.


Who would Silverfox be if he didnt pounce on such weakness.
"Mmmm? Now whoooo are you?" The tom drawled theatrically, gesturing to the four souls who were more myth then help, mock confused. "I dont recall your faces, this is a covenant meeting, do you even belong here?" The tom scratched his chin mock thinking, tail flicking before pretend realization broke over his face. "Wait, youre Pebblepool, Shimmerbird, Silt and Autumnfluff! I thought you'd all faded away or something, who knew you were still around at all! No one has seen you in an age, darlings~

Actually... are you even still wardens? One would think you need to, you know, do things to be part of this special little club. No resurrections, no reincarnations, no work to further the afterlife, Id call you warden only in name but I dont even think that counts anymore heh!"
The tom chortled at them, smirking meanly as he tutted, knowing just how much it must rile them to have a filthy dark forest cat who was only here due to the waning power of starclan condescend to them. And be right too. He had mocked them certainly, but he had not said a single lie about their failures.


"I dont think you belong here dearies, this news seems important and its not like you'll really... Do anything with it. Whats the point of attending if after all youre going to do is sink back into obscurity and uselessness! Seems just a waste to me~ Of time as well as a cat."
Oh how Silverfox hoped this turned into a real fight. Humiliation was all well and good but this could turn better.

@marshall @Ian @beau @vellichor

[Starfall]

Magpiewisp
He/Him | Ancient RiverClan Medicine Cat | Dark Forest

Questions. So many questions. His head was pounding, and his legs were just about to give out. Beating the punch to the bowl, the speckled feline laid himself down. Instead of a loaf, his legs were spread out to the side. Thoughts were swimming, and he did nothing more than simply lay his head on the ground.

"The border has been sealed." he said simply. Looking up at the gaggle of cats, few compared to what he was expecting. Happy that someone had the gall to call out those who barely showed up to meetings, he was far too tired to.

"Brokenstar and I closed it. Loud wave of...somethin. He was closer than I was. It's closed and the rift is fully sealed." a sigh. Staying quiet for a moment to let them all chatter amongst themselves.

[Mica]

Snowleopard
Dark Forest
she/her | Former ThunderClan Medicine Cat
[White cat with black bengal markings and blue-grey eyes]
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[Silverfox - @Rani ] [Magpiewisp - @Starfall ]
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Snowleopard's gaze flit lazily from cat to cat as their voice joined the growing chorus of concern. Even the echoes were different, she noted. Disjointed. Several old faces dragged themselves from the mist, though none of them had the courage to speak. Snowleopard studied them with an unreadable expression, mind working steadily as she tried to rationalize their lack of presence recently. The current of resurrections and reincarnations that swept relentlessly against the wardens had grown into a torrent, and they were hardly capable of managing it, so where had these cats been. Some of the returning were StarClan, which struck Snowleopard as curious. One of the reasons why StarClan had been lacking in power; those that made up their starry ranks had been, for lack of a better word, slacking.

A new voice chipped at Snowleopard's attention, and she directed her mist-colored gaze towards him. Silverfox, the name presented itself to her. How curious. "Do you belong here?" Snowleopard interjected into Silverfox's speech, though her genuine question held little malice. Was this a new warden? He must be, but that begged the question of why? To replace the absent Brokenstar? Though if that were the case, how long would he be doing so?

All of these questions swirled in Snowleopard's head, blurring out the first few words of explanation that slipped from Magpiewisp's maw. Though she knew well about the border. She felt a pang of sadness at not being able to watch the peaceful forests of StarClan anymore. It had been something new in the monotony of death.

Though the rest of Magpiewisp's explanation was... lacking. Snowleopard glanced at the surrounding cats, noting none of them saying a word. Perhaps they were equally as vexed as she. Well then, far be it from Snowleopard to wait for someone to solve her own problems.

"'He was closer than I was' could have multiple implications." The former medicine cat said simply, luscious tail coming to rest over her paws. "Is Brokenstar's spirit wounded? Dissolved? Perfectly alright and awaiting his moment to make a grand entrance?" Snowleopard flicked an ear as her voice pinged back at her from the starry void. "Though I doubt you would summon us all just to say both of you came out unscathed." Snowleopard had been morbidly curious about how the "second death" worked in the afterlife. Sometimes cats just disappeared, or in some rare cases, were killed by another spirit. If something similar had happened to Brokenstar, that could have... interesting consequences.

[beau]

Silt twitched an ear as an unfamiliar and rather loud face made himself known. He cast a glance to the other supposed slackers and shrugged - at least he wasn't alone. The admonishments were fair but they meant little to him, truly. If they wanted to kick him out so be it, but he doubted this... fellow had the authority to do so. If anyone else had a problem they could say so.

"You're new," he observed blandly. Apparently quite new, judging off of Snowleopard's own response. It didn't mean much aside from the fact that Silt didn't know new cats could become wardens, but it was vaguely interesting. "I had personal business. Didn't know that was anyone else's concern, but I'm here now. Chase me out if you'd like, but I'm not sure this is the appropriate time for that scuffle."

Unfortunately his unofficial hiatus had not been as fruitful as he hoped. Though now that he was back amongst the wardens he wondered if he could have gotten clearer answers here than wandering off on his own, since apparently a whole lot of crap had gone down. A bit funny how for all his complaining of how boring StarClan was, all the interesting stuff seemed to happen when he wasn't there to witness it.
@Rani