RiverClan Clearing

[Kaybug.]

Originally Posted by lonely.lilyx

 

KESTRELPAW

She heard her name get called out by Slatestripe, presumably to collect her for that hunting patrol he told her of yesterday. She walked over, meowing a word of greeting to Mistycloud, and waited for instruction.

“Hi Krestlepaw,” Mistycloud’s words were soft to the apprentice.

“You excited for the patrol?” The warrior asked Krestlepaw. Her eyes scanned the clearing for others while waiting on Slatestripe.

[sol.]

Originally Posted by Emo Rat

“Hi Krestlepaw,” Mistycloud’s words were soft to the apprentice.

“You excited for the patrol?” The warrior asked Krestlepaw. Her eyes scanned the clearing for others while waiting on Slatestripe.

KESTRELPAW

She nodded politely. "Yes. We need the prey, and I'm honored to have been chosen."

[Kaybug.]

Originally Posted by lonely.lilyx

KESTRELPAW

She nodded politely. "Yes. We need the prey, and I'm honored to have been chosen."

Aw cute and polite Mistycloud thought.
“You’re gonna catch a big fish one day I bet haha,” the warrior giggled ecstatically. Her tail swished around in the light breeze even though it was chilly.

[Birdspirit]

"You're Crowkit the, right?" asked Dewpaw. She looked at the little kit and smiled @SpirtTheRat0w0

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Originally Posted by Birdspirit

"You're Crowkit the, right?" asked Dewpaw. She looked at the little kit and smiled @SpirtTheRat0w0

She nodded and began to say something.. "P-play?" She asked as she looked up at the cat.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Finally. At long last. The sights and smells and sounds of camp seemed to breathe a second wind into Fawnpaw as the brown dappled she-cat hesitated at the entrance. She could see just beyond the reeds the familiar pelts of her Clanmates. A few more paw steps and she would be reunited with her family, her home. Pikestar, Beansprout, Wormbite, Bluebellcrackle, Birdpaw, Silverpaw... Cloudpaw. Her heart thumped a little faster and a little louder and she smiled a real, genuine smile. Stars, she hoped they weren't mad.

Sucking in a deep, steadying breath and remembering the words spoken to her, Fawnpaw took the last few strides into camp. Blue eyes peered around, paws slowing to a halt as she reached the center of camp. They scanned to catch the eye sight of any of her Clanmates, the corners of her mouth unable to keep still as they turned up into a soft smile. She wanted to cry. To yowl out. But nothing came except an overwhelming feeling of happiness, and small tears that threatened to spill over.

Finally. At long last. She was home.

[ Open for reactions! This takes place after the current body situation going on in camp and after the most recent Gathering! Fawnpaw is returning about a moon after being "missing" from RiverClan ]

[perseus.]

Fogcloud was cleaning their fur in the clearing though their ears perked as they hear some paw steps. They looked up and their hazel eyes widened when they saw the missing medicine cat, Fawnpaw.

The silver tabby stood up and walked over though was still in shock, “Fawnpaw….?” While the tabby hadn’t been close to the young cat at first the shield was protective of all the young ones in the camp, and to hear that no one was able find her at first made her worry.

Goosehonk had walked out of the warriors den, his amber eyes widened as he darted over and started to honk, words not being able to come out of him seeing as the missing clanmate was back!

@birdie

[Poprock]

Originally Posted by birdie

Fawnpaw
Finally. At long last. The sights and smells and sounds of camp seemed to breathe a second wind into Fawnpaw as the brown dappled she-cat hesitated at the entrance. She could see just beyond the reeds the familiar pelts of her Clanmates. A few more paw steps and she would be reunited with her family, her home. Pikestar, Beansprout, Wormbite, Bluebellcrackle, Birdpaw, Silverpaw... Cloudpaw. Her heart thumped a little faster and a little louder and she smiled a real, genuine smile. Stars, she hoped they weren't mad.

Sucking in a deep, steadying breath and remembering the words spoken to her, Fawnpaw took the last few strides into camp. Blue eyes peered around, paws slowing to a halt as she reached the center of camp. They scanned to catch the eye sight of any of her Clanmates, the corners of her mouth unable to keep still as they turned up into a soft smile. She wanted to cry. To yowl out. But nothing came except an overwhelming feeling of happiness, and small tears that threatened to spill over.

Finally. At long last. She was home.

[ Open for reactions! This takes place after the current body situation going on in camp and after the most recent Gathering! Fawnpaw is returning about a moon after being "missing" from RiverClan ]

Riverclan has been weak. Deaths of warriors and apprentices were at an all time high, their dear medicine cat was missing, stars even their dens were struggling to keep up with the rapidly approaching leaf bare. Everything was a mess! What else was a cat to do with their free time than work her body to its limit? I will not allow another helpless member of my clan to disappear into the night! Not on my watch!

So there she was, doing her nightly workout routine in the clearing. Take a bite of fish, swallow, three push ups to work off the fat, repeat. Up, down, munch, repeat. It was perfect! "I will slay a hundred bears... no... huff... a thousand!" She muttered to herself, very much out of breath. "I will.... huff huff... protect... everyone..." Wait... was that...????????

Surely her perfect workout wasn't so tiring that she would be seeing visions was it? Had she gone past her limit somewhere around the fourth bite of fish? Or was that really Fawnpaw standing in the clearing. Safe and sound. Home. She blinked silently at the medicine cat once. Twice. Three times before it all set in.

"Little Fawn!" She cried, racing towards the younger molly with teary orange eyes and the brightest grin. "Oh how we missed you! You must tell us everything! Do I need to go kill some kitnappers? Bears? Where are they?" She couldn't sit still, stuck between jumping around Fawnpaw to scan for injuries and running around the clearing looking for any enemies. To anyone else, she probably looked insane. Hopefully those who knew her best understood she was just overflowing with relief to finally see the young medicine cat return home.

[Birdspirit]

Dewpaw smiled at her "yes play" she said realising that she had to use few words with Crowkit who didn't know many "what you wanna play?" @SpiritTheRat0w0

[Captain]

PIKESTAR { @birdie / @oleander / @Poprock }
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It was another quiet, dreary day in RiverClan and the dark-furred tomcat sat in the mouth of his den, staring off into nothing while lost in his own awful thoughts. Yesterday, his clanmates had said goodbye to Silverpaw, or mayhaps it had been longer than that. For the entire past moon, time had felt fake to Pikestar. Days drifted on and on without anything really making sense, which made the oriental feel like he was simply drifting in the vast span of empty nothing. Suddenly, something tickled his throat, which sent him into an abrupt coughing fit. His body shuddered, making Pikestar groan irritably under his breath. The last thing the clan leader needed right now was to get sick. There was too much to do. RiverClan needed him. He needed to work harder.

Then, something caught the corner of Pikestar’s partial gaze, making him lift his head to see what it was. His one eye widened as the familiar form of Fawnpaw stood in the center of RiverClan’s camp. What? He blinked several times, convinced at first that it was just his mind playing cruel tricks on him. However, the young molly didn’t disappear. She was just standing there, smiling softly and looking around. Several of his clanmates were quick to go over to where the medicine cat was. Fogcloud, Goosehonk and even Featherflame. Surely that meant that she was real, right? And not just some terrible dream that was trying to make him simply believe that his little sister was here and alive. Fawnpaw was here. She was alive. She was okay. “Get up, you idiot.” His conscience hissed lowly at him and Pikestar jumped to his paws, nearly stumbling immediately. He smiled widely, finally accepting this truth.

“Fawnpaw!” The large oriental exclaimed, his heart pounding as he finally moved, racing from his den and over to her. Pikestar hardly even noticed his other clanmates there anymore, immediately capturing the young molly into a hug, wrapping his paws around her. “You’re back! You’re alive! I knew you were okay! I just knew it… I knew you would return to us…” His words tumbled frantically out of his mouth, as the thrilling sense of relief washed over Pikestar. His sister was alive, and home again. StarClan hadn’t taken her from him. Thank goodness, he thought, thank the stars. He felt tears of joy gather moments later, but he squeezed his single eye shut to keep them from falling. Stars above, he was probably making a scene, wasn't he? Totally.