BlazeStalk
Age:82 Moons Old
Scars: A Deep Scar On His Muzzle
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The tom replied, "Who else would I be talking about?"The toms tail twitched as his eyes lay upon his leaders.
It was times like these where the leader didn't really... like the position. Not that in a million moons she would ever resign or complain, but... from the distance of a warrior to leader, these decisions had never appeared as complex or as difficult as they did now. A warrior had to think about defending their Clan, and that was clear cut and dry. A leader had to think about the bigger picture; defending the Clan not just from threats but from future situations.
Situations like, for example, an apprentice on a patrol and unable to defend themselves and getting others hurt or killed.
"We'll wait for Berries to arrive, but I wanted to talk to you about how you feel your trainin's going, Daisypaw." Turning around and taking a seat in the den, Stormstar forced her blue gaze to rest on the apprentice. "...I know my brother gave you a separate role in the Clan... but 'm... 'm not sure if it's the right path for you..." A glance to Stags, wondering if he had anything he wanted to chime in with. Stormstar wouldn't blame him if he didn't; this was going to be a hard discussion regardless.
[ @ChromeSpooky_Hwaa @squidz - Just a heads up, due to Daisypaw's condition and the possible vulnerability it has when it comes to RiverClan, Stormstar is currently re-evaluating her place in the Clan. Depending on Berryshine's answers as well as this conversation, there is a chance that Daisypaw will be taken to Twolegplace to have a chance at a better life away from things that could threaten her life, as realistically she would not survive long in the Clans ]
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It was times like these where the leader didn't really... like the position. Not that in a million moons she would ever resign or complain, but... from the distance of a warrior to leader, these decisions had never appeared as complex or as difficult as they did now. A warrior had to think about defending their Clan, and that was clear cut and dry. A leader had to think about the bigger picture; defending the Clan not just from threats but from future situations.
Situations like, for example, an apprentice on a patrol and unable to defend themselves and getting others hurt or killed.
"We'll wait for Berries to arrive, but I wanted to talk to you about how you feel your trainin's going, Daisypaw." Turning around and taking a seat in the den, Stormstar forced her blue gaze to rest on the apprentice. "...I know my brother gave you a separate role in the Clan... but 'm... 'm not sure if it's the right path for you..." A glance to Stags, wondering if he had anything he wanted to chime in with. Stormstar wouldn't blame him if he didn't; this was going to be a hard discussion regardless.
[ @ChromeSilver_Hwaa @squidz - Just a heads up, due to Daisypaw's condition and the possible vulnerability it has when it comes to RiverClan, Stormstar is currently re-evaluating her place in the Clan. Depending on Berryshine's answers as well as this conversation, there is a chance that Daisypaw will be taken to Twolegplace to have a chance at a better life away from things that could threaten her life, as realistically she would not survive long in the Clans ]
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very large, muscular, & scarred light brown tabby tom with stark blue eyes and a torn ear; killer aptitude t3 | just a scratch
[ riverclan warrior | tomcat | 54 moons | gruff & battle-hardened, yet thoughtful; loyal to a fault ]
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Stagheart had caught Stormstar's eyes from across the clearing. It had only taken the battle-scarred tom a moment to register what was happening when he saw little Daisypaw trailing after the leader, and that knowing look in Storm's eyes. Dread pooled in his stomach, but used to having to push through whatever was nagging his heart, the stoic warrior rose to his paws and followed.
Ducking into the den, Stag moved to help a sort of circle, in between Daisypaw and Stormstar but not obstructing either's view. He did his best to calmly sit down, frowning as his eyes flicked over the young 'paw. He'd been putting off any training with her due to this impending conversation, one that'd made his gut churn with unease.
When Stormstar said those initial words, Stagheart hesitated, wanting to add to it; but what could he say? Things like this might be the best coming from Berryshine. Still, not wanting to let Daisypaw stand there incredulously in silence from him, he reached out and gently flicked the young cat's shoulder with his tail.
"...Sorry for the delay in you're trainin', but this is part of it. We're... tryin' to figure out what's best for ya, kid," he added, attempting to make his gruff tones a bit lighter to ease any anxieties, though he knew it'd be futile until Daisypaw truly understood what was going on. Every protective instinct in him was screaming at him to just lash out and say no, she was staying regardless, but... he had to leave this to the higher ranks, and Daisypaw's best interest. He was just going to be a voice of reason and support on the way there... pushing his other emotions to the side. For now.
| BERRYSHINE |
small & nimble dark brown she-cat with darker flecks and light, leafy-green eyes | the collector | dreamwalker |
When Berryshine slunk into the den after Stagheart spoke, the air was already tense. She swallowed hard, coming up to place herself in the small space left for her across from Stagheart, forming a sort of circle with all four of them. Just based on this, she had a feeling of what this was about, having heard Stagheart mumble some concerns about Daisypaw's training here or there. The small brown she-cat flicked her eyes between Stormstar and Daisypaw, leafy-green hues softening despite her unease with the difficult conversation she knew was coming.
Berryshine turned a bit towards Stormstar, having a feeling she already knew the answer to this question, but not wanting to presume. "I-I'm here, Stormstar... what do you need?" She asked softly, trying not to look at the other two members of her adoptive family across from her at the moment.
very large, muscular, & scarred light brown tabby tom with stark blue eyes and a torn ear; killer aptitude t3 | just a scratch
[ riverclan warrior | tomcat | 54 moons | gruff & battle-hardened, yet thoughtful; loyal to a fault ]
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Stagheart had caught Stormstar's eyes from across the clearing. It had only taken the battle-scarred tom a moment to register what was happening when he saw little Daisypaw trailing after the leader, and that knowing look in Storm's eyes. Dread pooled in his stomach, but used to having to push through whatever was nagging his heart, the stoic warrior rose to his paws and followed.
Ducking into the den, Stag moved to help a sort of circle, in between Daisypaw and Stormstar but not obstructing either's view. He did his best to calmly sit down, frowning as his eyes flicked over the young 'paw. He'd been putting off any training with her due to this impending conversation, one that'd made his gut churn with unease.
When Stormstar said those initial words, Stagheart hesitated, wanting to add to it; but what could he say? Things like this might be the best coming from Berryshine. Still, not wanting to let Daisypaw stand there incredulously in silence from him, he reached out and gently flicked the young cat's shoulder with his tail.
"...Sorry for the delay in you're trainin', but this is part of it. We're... tryin' to figure out what's best for ya, kid," he added, attempting to make his gruff tones a bit lighter to ease any anxieties, though he knew it'd be futile until Daisypaw truly understood what was going on. Every protective instinct in him was screaming at him to just lash out and say no, she was staying regardless, but... he had to leave this to the higher ranks, and Daisypaw's best interest. He was just going to be a voice of reason and support on the way there... pushing his other emotions to the side. For now.
| BERRYSHINE |
small & nimble dark brown she-cat with darker flecks and light, leafy-green eyes | the collector | dreamwalker |
When Berryshine slunk into the den after Stagheart spoke, the air was already tense. She swallowed hard, coming up to place herself in the small space left for her across from Stagheart, forming a sort of circle with all four of them. Just based on this, she had a feeling of what this was about, having heard Stagheart mumble some concerns about Daisypaw's training here or there. The small brown she-cat flicked her eyes between Stormstar and Daisypaw, leafy-green hues softening despite her unease with the difficult conversation she knew was coming.
Berryshine turned a bit towards Stormstar, having a feeling she already knew the answer to this question, but not wanting to presume. "I-I'm here, Stormstar... what do you need?" She asked softly, trying not to look at the other two members of her adoptive family across from her at the moment.
@taillow understood! Daisy's gotten lots better so crossing my fingers <3
Daisypaw sat, her blue eyes rounding with worry as she listened and watched her adoptive father. Slight tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked the away as she looked to Stagheart, hoping to find some comfort in his blue hues. "P..pop? What's....I-I don't have to leave... right?" She meowed, her tone seeming small as she feared the worst. Daisypaw just hoped her immense growth from kithood, to falling and fracturing a bone to falling and not even bruising. Would impact her leaders final decision. Daisypaw sat up straight, her tail flicking nervously. As she felt the flick on her shoulder, Daisypaw couldn't help but scoot a bit closer to him, she always felt safe with her fur brushing his. He was a sort of safe space for her. Sweetsap had died, the queen who nursed her, as well as her brother Weepingpaw. All the greif fresh in her mind, she couldn't handle anymore stress. But alas, she'd hide it from Stagheart, as she tended to wrongfully do regardless of any attempts to get her to express her emotions a bit more. Daisypaw looked at Berryshine, the worry in her eyes only growing as Berryshine avoided eye contact.
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BlueberryFrost
Header by @/Dolomedes “Remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world?”
She/her| 29 moons| RiverClan warrior
"I-i don't think I got the name. Fog something. I ran away before I could know." BlueberryFrost dipped her head. Was this going well? She didn't know. "T-they kinda looked like uhmm....." She thought. Who looked like him? One of her best friends. "T-they kind of looked a bit like RippleSpirit." She gulped. Pleasepleaseplease don't exile me. @taillow
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Weepingwind short-furred, black ghost tabby with dark green eyes
purrks: n/a
she/her | riverclan warrior | 31 moons
Truth be told, Weepingwind never had a reason to visit the leader’s den at all during her life. Sure, when she was an apprentice, she was merely one of the more trouble-making cats that always got herself caught, but other than that, after she became a warrior, she didn't see a reason to go to the leader’s den. But as she padded toward the large rock structure now, a ripple of anticipation stirred within her. She hadn’t anticipated feeling so… purposeful in life. The entrance to Stormstar’s den was as imposing as ever, lichen trailing down like a natural curtain, casting muted shadows along the sand-dusted floor beneath. The presence of the den seemed to hold history within its walls—the kind that spoke to RiverClan’s strength and resilience, bearing faint claw marks left behind by those who came before their arrival at this semi-new camp. Weepingwind’s steps slowed as she approached, taking a moment to absorb the weight of the place, letting herself feel a quiet respect for the den that housed not only her leader but the decisions that guided their clan. Adjusting her stance, she took a deep breath, steadying herself. She wasn't usually one to feel nerves, but there was something different about this. Perhaps it was the respect she held for Stormstar, or maybe it was the fact that this task—refreshing the elders’ den—was one she’d completed with her own paws. It wasn't anything far too tedious to report, but it was better than staying quiet about it and not saying anything about it.
She gave her chest fur a quick groom to settle herself, then cleared her throat softly as she ducked her head just inside the den past the lichen curtain that covered the entrance of the den. “Stormstar?” Her voice was soft yet carried enough to be heard within. “Hope I ain't interrupting anything, but I’ve come to give a quick report on the elders’ den.”
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[ separate timeline from ongoing rp <3 cw: mentions of death, depressing thoughts ]
Berryshine slunk into the den, her ears flattened and head down. Stagheart had offered to go in place of her, to be the one to tell the news — but Willowtail and Daisypaw had clearly needed him more at the moment, a strong rock while the other two crumbled. And Berry would be lying if she didn't want to escape the den that now reeked of herbs, sickness, and death — a reminder of her loss, a reminder of her failure. She hadn't been able to save Weepingpaw, and that knowledge would never leave her mind.
The pungent scent of lavender clung to her pelt as she neared Stormstar, dulling the lingering scent of something else far more daunting underneath. As she approached, her voice was raspy and low, barely a whisper in the quiet den.
"S-... S-Stormstar, I... need to speak with you." The medicine cat managed to get out, her tone heavy with grief and shame, eyes still fixed on the floor.
--cw: character references/thinks of death/blood/etc.--
Berryshine had been deep in thought, certainly quiet. When Stormstar started pacing and snapping at Cobs for smiling — which was an ironic reaction that confused Berry too, to be sure — she couldn't help but wince a bit, a secondhand reaction to the leader's sharp tone. She'd never been on the receiving end of Stormstar's fiery temper, and even though this wasn't technically directed at her, having it hit so close to home made her realize just how scary the she-cat could be when provoked. Glad she's on our side.
Taking in a deep breath, Berry slowly nodded, her eyes widening with every new detail Stormstar described regarding Rookfire. So the medicine cat had been a former RiverClanner, which made sense... and when she mentioned the part about the six-moon old apprentice, her stomach sank, twisting in nausea. Oh, stars... a look of visible horror crossed her features, but she stayed quiet for a little longer, her whirling brain struggling to keep up and process this. A cat so deadly and fierce to have fled the Clan for not getting the medicine cat position, and ironically, brutally murder such a young 'paw and cause so many injuries... Berryshine could remember how she'd gone into a sort of hazy autopilot that day, treating as many cats as she could, trying to ignore the dead bodies bleeding out in the clearing, the stench of blood permeating the air—
Swallowing hard, Berryshine exhaled shakily, glancing between Cobwebfern and Stormstar. The threat of the November Gathering was probably for the best, even Berry had to agree; if tensions had been this high, and Rookfire had been this... impactful to Cobwebfern, to the rest of them, then staying away for another moon didn't seem like such a bad idea. The younger she-cat, despite her easily-flustered mind, did have a knack for really thinking things through. Maybe to the point of overthinking herself into inaction, which was its own flaw; but right now, it helped her put the pieces slowly together, not wanting to be rash or hasty. Cobwebfern was her best friend, after all, and the last thing she wanted to do was make her think that she'd suddenly lost faith in her. But she also didn't want Stormstar to think she was just taking her position flippantly... because the leader had a point.
"I... I see," she finally managed to rasp out, her voice a bit thin from wavering emotions. Another breath, another hesitation before leafy-green eyes slowly flitted to Cobwebfern, softening to show her sympathy even as her tentative words were spoken. "Staying away from the Gathering next moon might be for the best, Cob... a-at least to have things settle more between us and the other medicine cats. But... as for you..." She frowned a bit, trying to pick out the more coherent thoughts in her racing mind. Berry had been quiet long enough during this conversation to at least get some words in order.
"...I know Stormstar is right to worry about this, f-for the good of the Clan, and I am too. I can tell Rookfire did a lot to you, to our Clan, a-and that's why it was so painful to see him again... but I need to trust and know t-that this was a one-time sort of thing, you know? I've been trying to at least make connections w-with the other medicine cats for the first time in a long time, and this... might've set us back. And it wasn't a good look for us, 'specially after all that's happened the past few moons. But, t-that being said..." She let out a sigh, hating to see the hurt that might flash in Cob's eyes from her honesty, but it needed to be said. At least she had to convey, somehow, that she still believed in Cobwebfern through all of this... she'd just have to convince the leader and perhaps the rest of the Clan who might've seen the debacle, too.
"That being said, I need to trust t-that this sort of thing won't happen again. I know you're strong enough for that, just... w-we'll need you to prove it to us, that's all. Because the good of RiverClan comes first." Berryshine hesitated before reaching out, resting her tail on Cobwebfern's shoulder in a gesture of comfort and faith. "I don't regret picking you, Cob... I know, deep down, you can handle this. I chose you for a reason, and not just for the herbal knowledge. I-I just need you to show that to me, a-and to Stormstar, okay? And to RiverClan... because StarClan knows we need it."
After saying her piece — stars, that was much more than she usually talked — she glanced between the leader and Cobwebfern, frowing in thought, hoping the ramble made sense. It did in her own jumbled head, but that wasn't saying much.
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she / they . 22 moons . riverclan mca
a very scarred, grey fluffy bengal with a missing back right leg. she has fluffs of white and darker grey fur. purrks ; herbal knowledge tier two, the collector | formatting creds to wolfie <3 | lesbian/sapphic + demigirl
trigger warning ; this character frequently talks and thinks about past abuse, panic attacks, anxiety, and depression. interact with care <3
cobwebfern shuffled her paws, shaking her head at stormstar's shout. she flinched imperceptibly, eyes flashing with something painful. storm's tone of voice reminded her awfully of her dad, someone she hadn't thought about in moons. her ears flattened and her hackles involuntarily raised. she rounded on berryshine, eyes flickering dangerously between every possible threat in the room, ready to neutralize it. slowly, her fur flattened, and she inhaled and exhaled. her dad wasn't here. she was okay.
' i'm okay i'm fine everything is okay. ' cobwebfern shuddered, and sat down. ' um. berries, we can talk later, please. i have a couple things to tell you about.. a new herb i learned. i want to know if you know it too. ' it was a lie. but she didn't want to tell berry about the.. thing, between mink and her, in storm's den where anyone could just come in.
though the hurt that berryshine had been afraid of did flash in her eyes, darkening her expression for a second, cobwebfern exhaled and rolled her shoulders back. ' i won't go to the next gathering. i think.. it's a choice that i'll have to make. i need time to finish.. getting over rook. and besides, it's always good to have some folks stay back with the folks in the clan who can't go to the gathering. ' she swallowed back tears and dipped her head. ' if that's all.. it's late.. i'm going to go to bed. '
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Stormstar - RiverClan Leader
Startled as Cobs leapt to her paws, Stormstar's claws immediately came out. Was there someone coming? A threat she hadn't seen? But... the leader couldn't scent anything, though she continued watching her kid sister as her fur flattened and she sat down. What in the world was happening? Stormstar had thought that... that this had been left behind. She had seemed to strong on the day of her warrior ceremony, so... not afraid anymore.
And now there were secrets. Blue eyes shifted towards Cobs, a mixture of shock and hurt flashing in them. For a moment she faltered, the responsibilities of this Clan's leader falling off her shoulders in favor of protecting her kid sister. The tear she felt between the two was more painful than she could've expected. What was it that Cobs felt like she could talk to Berries about but not her? Was doing her job as leader going to push Cobs away?
...Was this what had happened between her and her brother, coming back to repeat itself?
"Until I say otherwise, you're not goin' to any Gatherin'," Stormstar clarified, ignoring the pain in her chest as she had to correct Cobs once again. She needed the medicine cat apprentice to know that this decision wasn't up to her, and as much as it pained her to speak in this tone to her sister, Stormstar had an entire Clan to think about.
And then came the defeat. Watching as Cobs offered no other reasoning or words, except those to dismiss herself, the leader sighed. "...Fine. Go, then." Swallowing whatever betrayal she had felt and hoping it cleared from her gaze, the leader looked at Berries. "Berries, I'll need you to stay a moment." If Cobs wanted to end this conversation, slip out and not understand that Stormstar was trying to do what was best for RiverClan, then so be it.
BlazeStalk
Age:82 Moons Old
Scars: A Deep Scar On His Muzzle
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The tom replied, "Who else would I be talking about?"The toms tail twitched as his eyes lay upon his leaders.
Stormstar - RiverClan Leader
Honor. Respect. Duties. Her former mentors stern voice echoed in her head as the irritation started in on her paws at Blazestalk. The only thing saving him from a verbal tongue lashing was his rank, so Stormstar took a moment of silence to make sure of it. "...He was caught bein' friendly with an exile, said he'd rather spend the night with 'em than make it back to his own Clan he swore an oath to - so he joined 'em in exile." Short. Blunt. To the point. Now to prepare for the last thing she needed today; an angry elder.
BlueberryFrost
Header by @/Dolomedes “Remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world?”
She/her| 29 moons| RiverClan warrior
"I-i don't think I got the name. Fog something. I ran away before I could know." BlueberryFrost dipped her head. Was this going well? She didn't know. "T-they kinda looked like uhmm....." She thought. Who looked like him? One of her best friends. "T-they kind of looked a bit like RippleSpirit." She gulped. Pleasepleaseplease don't exile me. @taillow
Stormstar - RiverClan Leader
[ mind reader: activated ]
Fog something. She wasn't sure what it was, but Blueberryfrost was lying. Stormstar narrowed her eyes, their blue depths glinting dangerously as she stared down the warrior before her. "I swear to the stars above, Blueberryfrost, you better not be keepin' anythin' about this from me, or you'll be out of this Clan than fish downstream. Now tell me the truth!" Was it the name? The amount of cats there? Whatever it was, the leader was going to get to the bottom of it.
Re: RiverClan Leader's Den
Berryshine is RiverClan's medicine cat! 
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