After collecting his troublemakers and kit, Leechscar began making the journey back home. Of course, he had to catch up to Laurelpaw and snarl at her to stay with them. They weren't on WindClan's territory. To get to the Seastones WindClan had to cut through RiverClan's territory as did every clan, and Leechscar didn't need any misunderstanding started because a lone apprentice was wandering around. With the moon still high in the sky, he led his group the long way around RiverClan's territory, steering clear of the nearby pond, and relaxed once they reached the group of trees.
Weaving through the trunks, he cleared the leap over the small stream that turned into the river that marked the end of RiverClan's territory and the start of WindClan's. Skirting ThunderClan's border, he breathed a bit easier with the wide open sky above his head and the endless moor in front of him. Leechscar was pretty much silent the whole walk, aside from the occasional glance to make sure everyone was keeping up and Laurelpaw wasn't beating on Badgerpaw or that kit.
The young warrior took a moment to scan the territory scowling at himself. He was supposed to take Laurelpaw and Ashpaw back to camp first, but then he'd have to double back to get to the outskirts and he really did not like wasting his time. Thankfully, it seemed luck was on his side as a hulking silhouette came stalking down a hillside toward them. The broad scarred, shoulders, thick brown and white pelt, and intense green-yellow eyes had Leechscar giving the smallest smile.
"Batglare," he was far more willing to show this senior warrior his rightfully due respect. Leechscar was rather fond of brooding tom, as he was certain that Batglare was overdue for the elders' den or at least was considering the average age warriors retire. Yet Batglare continued to take on and train apprentices, as well as fight in whichever battles WindClan, needed him in. Leechscar wished he had trained under him, too bad he was barely made aware of the warrior's existence until the fight with ThunderClan over the cove. By then Leechscar had been pretty much done with his training. Batglare didn't seem to enjoy the spot of the light.
"If you don't mind, could you take Ashpaw and Laurelpaw back to camp with you? Twilightstar ordered them back to camp to wait for their punishments. Laurelpaw attacked Badgerpaw over a kit and Ashpaw ran ahead to the gathering and then was repeatedly disrespectful to Twilightstar." Leechscar carried on before the apprentices could add any say. "I have prior business to handle with Badgerpaw and this kit. But Twiightstar said that if they act up you can report it to her when she returns from the gathering and their punishments will be more severe."
With the kit in tow, Badgerpaw followed Leechscar, keeping his eyes on his Clanmate ahead. He had an odd feeling in his gut. Although he had been out in the territory before with Twilightstar, it was a little odd to be carrying a kit and being led by Leechscar into the outskirts. He had left the outskirts to join WindClan. Of course, he'd remain a WindClanner, but what would happen to Leechscar, Badgerpaw, and the kit? But now was not the time to worry about that. Now was the time to stay silent and watch Batglare take his bully of a Clanmate and other denmate back to the Clan. He didn't dare try to speak, the kit's scruff was in his mouth. I don't want to accidentally drop him...
It was probably good that he'd be accompanying Leechscar on the journey to find the kit. After all, he was an outsider, so he knew some parts of the outskirts. Granted, it has been a couple moons, but he still recalled what it all looked like. He knew of some good spots to lay in during the night. I just hope we'd be able to stay warm.
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Lightningkit turned an incredulous look at her uncle, a defiant little scoff on her young features. Squirrelear wanted her to find ten feathers? She had just found this one today, and she hadn't even known what it was to begin with! How was she supposed to find ten?! A shrill complaint was about to escape her, when she bit her tongue.
Uncle Squirrelear had been so nice so far, and so knowledgeable, too! Except for when he said no cats could fly, because StarClan obviously could. But that was okay. He was tired. Even she had trouble sorting her thoughts when she was tired. It probably happened to every cat, no matter how smart they were. Not only that, but he didn't just want the feathers for himself. He wanted the feathers to make the nest nice and comfy for momma and her littermates as well. She couldn't really complain about that. Well... at least it would be fun, trying to find so many rare feathers around the nursery.
At this thought, the calico noticeably perked up, her pout turning into a grin as she finally nodded in acknowledgment. "Sure sure sure! We can make it a treasure hunt. We might have to dig through the old, abandoned nest of queens past. We have to be careful though," she mewed, covering the side of her snout with a dainty paw as she dropped her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Their spirits might still be guarding the soft trinkets. Follow me!" Lightningkit finished, her whisper instantly turning to a squeaky squeal as she turned around and crouched in her best attempt of a stalking crawl, sneaking around the nursery towards the nearest disused nest, her giggles ruining any attempt of sneaking she might have accomplished.
The words rang loudly in Snowypaw's ears, almost as though if the blood rushing through them kept magnifying them in sound. How... how could he ever answer that? He understood the concept, of course. That feeling of warmth in his heart that had come whenever he had been in Deadmoon's presence. He would have trusted his mentor with his life. Ear giving a light twitch, Snowypaw frowned, knowing this was not enough of a response.
He could feel the familiar frustration of his own uselessness bubbling up inside him. A small, bitter smile slowly replaced the frown on the apprentice's features, the grimace being the closest thing Snowypaw had ever come to a sardonic expression. He definitely knew he could trust himself to be pointless in situations like these in the best of cases. Somehow, he believed this was not the kind of answer Scalepaw was looking for either. Shifting himself lightly so he could better look up at the stars from his laying position, the gentle giant's feathery tail trailed along the clearing's sand, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake.
Silence followed the gray tom's words for some time as Snowypaw pondered on an answer. Finally, the large apprentice sighed in defeat. This would simply be another question that he would have no answer for, leaving Scalepaw in the same position he now stood in. Lifting himself lightly so he was no longer on his side, Snowypaw cast his blue eyes upon Scalepaw, an apologetic look on them once more, the bitter smile long gone. "I'm afraid I don't know. Apologies," he mewed softly, his eyes turning to his paws in shame. "I suppose... It's just something you feel. In your gut... your mind... your heart. But... only you can tell. When it finally happens. When you trust, I think you will know."
Scalepaw felt unsure about anything at the moment the tom sighed and looked at snowypaw as the apprentice told him about that his head rambled with thoughts" o-oh" he said with a bit disappointment his grey fur stuck up as he didn't know what else to say" i-im gonna go to my nest i'll see you later" he meowed then got up and went to the apprentice den
Heatherleaf smiled widely. “Really?” she meowed. “I-I don’t know what to say… I mean course we can be together! I’d love that.” Heatherleaf blinked slowly. Was this truly happening? Or was she just dreaming again? No. This felt real. This was real.
Their heart hammered in their chest, was this possible? "It's truely happening!
I think? Unless my head is playing tricks on me!"RoseSkipjoked then leaned
gently on HeatherLeaf. "This is a dream come true to me to.." RoseSkip smiled.
What now? RoseSkip wanted to celebrate, They never felt this happy in many moons!
HeatherLeaf was something RoseSkip thought was out of reach and yet it was like they'd
been rewarded and RoseSkip held the prizeclose to their heart. As cheesy as that sounds
to RoseSkip she had no other way to explain it..
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Lightningkit turned an incredulous look at her uncle, a defiant little scoff on her young features. Squirrelear wanted her to find ten feathers? She had just found this one today, and she hadn't even known what it was to begin with! How was she supposed to find ten?! A shrill complaint was about to escape her, when she bit her tongue.
Uncle Squirrelear had been so nice so far, and so knowledgeable, too! Except for when he said no cats could fly, because StarClan obviously could. But that was okay. He was tired. Even she had trouble sorting her thoughts when she was tired. It probably happened to every cat, no matter how smart they were. Not only that, but he didn't just want the feathers for himself. He wanted the feathers to make the nest nice and comfy for momma and her littermates as well. She couldn't really complain about that. Well... at least it would be fun, trying to find so many rare feathers around the nursery.
At this thought, the calico noticeably perked up, her pout turning into a grin as she finally nodded in acknowledgment. "Sure sure sure! We can make it a treasure hunt. We might have to dig through the old, abandoned nest of queens past. We have to be careful though," she mewed, covering the side of her snout with a dainty paw as she dropped her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Their spirits might still be guarding the soft trinkets. Follow me!" Lightningkit finished, her whisper instantly turning to a squeaky squeal as she turned around and crouched in her best attempt of a stalking crawl, sneaking around the nursery towards the nearest disused nest, her giggles ruining any attempt of sneaking she might have accomplished.
Squirrelear's whiskers twitched in amusement, watching as Lightningkit's facial expressions changed from dubious to thoughtful to excited, all in a matter of moments. Impressive. The dark ginger tom observed as his niece claimed they needed to be careful so as to not disturb the spirits of past queens, which he doubted would linger in the nursery now, being trying to sneak towards one of the empty nests, her giggles not helping her stealth at all. Well, there was an attempt, at least.
Squirrelear decided to indulge Lightningkit's imagination and followed suit, though just moving quietly rather than dropping to the flower and potentially ruining other, currently used nests. His blue eyes remained on his niece, however, just in case she went for a currently used nest, thought he doubted she would. Given she currently resided in the nursery, the calico kit would know which ones were currently used and not, right? At least, he hoped so.
Frostpaw slowly padded up to the deputy “I'm sorry for being gone but I was thinking on my previous actions.... I'm sorry, Fallownose for being disrespectful. ” Sure, she could play it off as a act but it really wasn't, it was genuine.
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She settled down and trained her ears on him ready to listen to his story, curiously.
"you've heard of their being tunnels and holes in our territory? well when i was an apprentice, i was by the thunderclan border by myself when i fell into one of those holes" Stonecrackle meowed
"you've heard of their being tunnels and holes in our territory? well when i was an apprentice, i was by the thunderclan border by myself when i fell into one of those holes" Stonecrackle meowed
Moth'Flight
She nodded, it wasn't very common but they appeared from nowhere
it seemed.
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