Cowslipkit hadn't genuinely played the game before, she only used the title as something to brag about. "Ok then! Sure!" The seal point scoffed. Was Risingkit trying to mock her? Or challenge her crown? She scampered over to join in.
Buttercupkit snickered at Risingkit’s messed up fur. What a furball!“Nice going!” She smirked. Her amusement quickly changed to suspicion however, as he asked another kit to join them. Cowslipkit? Never heard of her. She narrowed her eyes at the other molly as she scampered towards the ball. Did Risingkit know her? There was no way to tell. The dappled molly had ignored Cowslipkit’s first assertion as the queen of mossball. I mean how could one even test that? There wasn’t even a way to win this game. But now it was undeniable. She would have to take the new kit’s crown. However, she didn’t want Risingkit to hate her, for some reason. So she would have to go about this carefully. A resolve she wasn’t used to.
Sliding forward, Buttercupkit kicked the ball away from Cowlslipkit. Although she hadn’t thought too far ahead, which became obvious because it didn’t roll towards Risingkit either. Instead it landed in between the other two. Rats! She was still too young to fully have control of the ball! She dug her claws into the ground, trying to hide her frustration.
Even in the mist it was clear to see Lightningkit's short, sleek fur fluff up as her hackles raised, obviously displeased with the apprentice's response. Still, it was a response, which she assumed was an improvement. Watching the tom walk away, she stuck out her tongue at him, throwing a dismissive snort with a nod as he entered the apprentice's den. Normally she would have followed the apprentice and made a further nuisance of herself until she got some sort of reaction, but from what the warrior had stated earlier, this was the best reaction the mouse brained tom had given in a long while. Not only that, but she could hear paws approaching her, and soon enough the gray molly stood beside her, a concerned tone in her voice as she spoke.
Lightningkit's cheeks puffed up as she prepared a rebuttal, not wanting to go back to the nursery. That meant being alone in the dark with her thoughts, and she didn't want to go back to the nightmares just yet. It felt like she'd just woken up, and she was too tired to properly fight for her sanity... at least for now. The mention of her mother, however, made any complaint die before it even began, knowing full well the warrior was right. Gingerheart would worry for her if she was gone for too long, especially after the disappearance of her... well, everyone.
They were all gone, weren't they? Even Uncle Squirrelear had vanished, leaving Lightningkit as Gingerheart's only family left... or at least as far as the kit was aware. She wasn't like those silly toms, though. She actually cared about her mother and her well being, and took great leaps to ensure she would never break her heart. If dealing with the nightmares gave her mother some peace of mind, she would gladly lose some for now.
"Fine... I'll go," Lightningkit pouted, her small body deflating in defeat momentarily before her eyes gained a more serious expression, turning a no nonsense gaze at the warrior. "Keep an eye on him. I think he wants to talk, he just... doesn't know he does. Maybe find another apprentice or warrior to talk to him with you? You can tag team him into annoyance. Then he'll have to talk," she mewed, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips as she finished. With a twitch of her tail, she waved a reluctant goodbye before running off towards the nursery, shielding her mind as best she could against the horrors to come.
Lilyheart sighed as Lightningkit went off but turning to her saying the words that she made a mischievous face surely was something gonna make the molly think"i'll take it into thinking" she meowed as the young kit went off the molly looked at the apprentice den" i hope you open up Scalepaw" she meowed softly then turning and walking away
Tigerpaw opened her eyes. It... it worked! It took about 3 hours just to get out of the gorge, but when she did, the tabby orange she-cat went straight to WindClan territory, looking for the one cat that she needed to see. "Twilightstar? Where are you?" She called. "It's me, Tigerpaw." With her one green eye scanning her surroundings, Tigerpaw hoped that Twilightstar was still the leader and that she hadn't been fooled in StarClan.
Some of these cats were really lucky that the WindClan leader found herself patrolling the territory when they called for her. The lean muscled lilac-gray she-cat padded in the direction of the voice calling for her and got a very interesting surprise. "Tigerpaw?" It's been a long while since she's last seen the apprentice. She went missing one, and like many missing Twilightstar was unaware of her status or whereabouts. "Are you okay? What happened to you and where have you been? It's been so many moons since I last saw you." The she-cat meowed, sniffing the young cat.
Maplepaw listened to the WindClan leader speak and confirm his reasoning for wanting to join WindClan instead of going back to ShadowClan, where he was raised. There's not much that goes into it...
"I don't wish to be rude, Twilightstar, but I didn't come here because I fear Dawnstar. I came here because I was afraid of what she would do. Some injuries the ShadowClanners have come from Dawnstar herself. And I don't want to get my pelt shredded- or added to her collection," the young orange Persian tom shivered at the thought of his pelt becoming part of the brute she-cat's nest. That's terrifying! "I understand and won't run off without permission. Being in StarClan for a moon... or was it two?? I can't remember..." realizing he was rambling, the tom shook his head and continued answering. "I'll make sure my actions are kept in check."
His eyes glinted with excitement as he heard he'd probably get accepted into his former rival Clan, though he kept his body still. Gladly, he sat down and began explaining why he chose WindClan instead of RiverClan or ThunderClan.
"ThunderClan and RiverClan don't have that stable of leadership. For moons now, Dawnstar has been ShadowClan's leader. I suppose I'm just wanting to live in the Clans with the most stable leadership, and one of those Clans is WindClan. That's my honest answer," he replied before dipping his head once again. He didn't know if it bothered Twilightstar that he was continuosly dipping his squished face, but he didn't really care. After all, dipping his head was a sign of respect, and Maplepaw wanted to show that as much as possible!
Despite the correction to her assumption, Twilightstar felt that there was a very large similarity between her words and what the apprentice was saying, but to each their own. The leader's fur bristled just slightly at the mention of a pelt collection. She had nearly forgotten about that since it hasn't been WindClan's cats suffering, but hearing that Dawnstar still collected pelts caused a shudder of disgust to roll down her back.
Hearing briefly about StarClan really made the leader wonder how these cats were getting second chances at life. At this point, resurrections were becoming near normal for her. The molly wasn't certain if that was good or not. It seemed unfair if you asked her, she'd like to say it was as unfair as the leader's obtaining nine lives, however, after watching ThunderClan fall into near ruin as they lost leader after leader and deputy after deputy, she's come to understand why leaders gave so many extra lives.
As WindClan's stable leadership was brought into the discussion, Twilightstar might have smiled proudly at the reason but her facial countenance remained fixed in her usual kind yet stern expression. As stable as she made WindClan appear, the truth was leading as long as she has it's been exhausting and quite painful. She just prayed that Fallownose's reign was long and yet far more peaceful than her own. She's wanted to quit at least twice now, she was lucky to be blessed with such mental fortitude and raw stubbornness.
"Well, I suppose that's a good enough answer. I do believe that all clan cats should have a least one chance to choose where they want to place their loyalty." Twilightstar smiled warmly satisfied with that answer. "You'll have to work hard to earn your place here. Although my clan isn't all that picky about where you come from more interested in what you do for our clan, you'll still find a few cats that will use your background against you. This is a second chance at a life of your choosing Maplepaw, I hope that you don't take it for granted." The molly's thought drifted back to the several cats she has brought in from different clans who went missing moons later.
"Unless there are any other questions, I'll take you to the camp and show you to the apprentice den. I'll inform the whole clan of your arrival at the next meeting and get you assigned a mentor. You can go over your training with them."
[done, you can submit him to the clan whenever]
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Originally Posted by Miss Christmas Spirit
HollowFlame
WindClan He/Him
The smoky black tom padded into twilightstars den, head dipped low… he let out a sigh and spoke first… “I know how this looks… and I’m sorry… ever since my sister passed away I’ve been slacking on my duties…” the amber-eyed Tom let out another sad sigh… “I should’ve asked to pause my duties rather than just dipping…” he dips his head in respect… “I’ll take whatever punishment is necessary, TwilightStar…”
The scarred lilac she-cat sat up as the smoky black tom stepped into her den and immediately got to business. It seemed that she didn't need to go into her usual speech with him. He sounded genuinely disappointed or rather sad and was looking to make for it. "Sorry catches no prey, Hollowflame. I'll be expecting better from you from here on out." Twilightstar told him. "There's never enough prey, not with leaf-bare, I want you on hunting duty for three sunrises, at least two pieces of prey brought in each day." He was getting off rather light, but death hurt and could really change a cat. She didn't see a point in making the punishment overly harsh since he was already beating himself.
[Done, make sure that you have Hollowflame add any prey he catches on the Prey Pile otherwise it won't count.]
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Originally Posted by Silvershadow13
Darkriver
He sighed he had thought this would happen. I have to betray my clan to be with WillowGaze he thought to himself.
"I can teach cats how to swim and catch fish, I can also hunt and fight really well. I will personally clean all your dens for a moon alone if I have to, I can offer much more too." He prayed that was enough.
@Moonraven
As much as Twilightstar wanted to feel for this cat, knowing that the decision to turn your back on your birth clan could be difficult. She's done this before, had watched cats turn to WindClan for love only to abandon them at whim. It was tiresome and upsetting watching cats throw away what Twilightstar had been so willing to offer. Still, she was always going that the next cat would be better. She wasn't going to put much faith into Darkriver, but chances were chances for a reason not all of them panned out as she hoped.
"You're going to have to earn your keep around here, Darkriver. I'll give you a chance at a future with Willowgaze within WindClan, for your sake I hope you down blow it. You'll need to prove to WindClan that you belong here. You can start by learning how to hunt in the moor, I'll announce at the next meeting your joining and you'll have to take a hunting lesson to grow accustomed to our ways. Unless you have any questions, follow me, let's see if we can find Willowgaze." Twilightstar could never really blame her cats for following their hearts, love wasn't something that was controllable.
[Done, go ahead and submit him to WindClan]
"Where've you been?" The cold tone drifted down towards the roaming cat from the left. A lilac oriental sat on a raised slope peering down at the missing cat with a frown set on her muzzle.
[ 12 - 6 = 6 ]
Dreamlight's paws brought her to the pile of prey, she ducked her head to grab a sparrow, and wrinkled her nose, disposing of five rather stale and old pieces of prey. Once she finished with the disposal she grabbed her bird to go eat by her lonesome.
Arrow nods. "I would love to stay! Could I be called Night?" he asks.
Night? Twilightstar mind briefly sorted through the name in the nursery. "Nightkkit, yes I believe that name is acceptable. Nightkit is then. Ashclaw, why don't you escort our new clanmate to the nursery? See if one of the kits will keep an eye on him." Twilightstar told the warrior with a friendly smile to WindClan's new kit.
@Little Dakota
[You can go ahead and submit Nightkit to WindClan]
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Originally Posted by mizuki
Nettlekit's ears angled on Mama Twilight as she gave a slice of thought on having your own den, eyes and maw wide with wonder. Was it really that lonely and cold in here? Her nose scrunched up as she engaged in critical thought, whickers twitching curiously. "Well, you're warm right now, and not lonely because I'm here!" She chirped, giggling through her loud purrs when Twilightstar gave an affectionate lick on her forehead.
Then it was finally sleepytime. Nettlekit was ready to retort, but the idea of being in a bad mood made her reconsider it. Being in a bad mood was no fun...so sleepytime it wins! "Okay, mama..." Nettlekit yawned, finally resting her head on the lilac molly's belly. It wasn't long before the heavy feeling of sleep returned to her once more. "Nighty night." She softly mewed, before finally drifting off to her sweet, sweet dreamland.
That night, she would dream of being clan leader, who fought off giant crickets to protect her clan, and she was super super cool.
Twilightstar laughed softly as the kit managed to find something positive to say in reply to such words. "I suppose I can argue with you there." She huffed lightly, green eye blinking in and out of sight as she felt drowsiness finally gnaw its way into the crevices of her consciousness. She was warm so naturally, slumber was on its way. Both the leader's full ear and half ear twitched good-naturedly as Nettlekit actually took her words to heart and didn't start asking her those mind-boggling questions that kits like to ask... like what's the meaning of life. She was actually going to listen and sleep.
This was different, but certainly not unwelcomed. "Sweet dreams, Nettlekit." Twilightstar purred, nuzzling in closer to the tiny ball of fur. The kitten scent brought back memories of her brief moments with four little kits nuzzled against her belly, the affectionate gaze of a love lost, and the sticky touch of a paw on her flank. The leader closes her single eyelid, following the kit into the land of slumber unaware of the lone tear that slides down her cheek as she dreams of a family lost to her.
[This was a cute and heartwarming RP, I enjoyed it and so did Twi, thanks! ]
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Originally Posted by Miss Christmas Spirit
(So @Moonraven I have two characters that are coming to visit you with two separate things so to divide it, I’ll use ~~~)
BriarMoon
WindClan She/Her
the blind brown she-cat padded into the leaders den. This was a day after the clan meeting and she wanted to volunteer as an educator… “TwilightStar…” she dipped her head, “Look, I know I’m blind and I know I’m bound to the camp but I feel it could be really good for me to educate the kits… I mean, my only duties are cleaning the camp and helping cowpaw as much as I can but I want to do more.” She seemed more confident than usual, “and I’m not talking about being just a side educator… I want to be the head of it, taking the charge. Cleaning the camp isn’t enough for me, I’m worth so much more…” this is true… BriarMoon had been bound to camp ever since birth. She only leaves to dispose of moss and old debris… with all the free time, maybe it would be a good idea to let her take charge…
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WillowGaze
WindClan She/Her
She padded into the den, a little nervous about what Twilightstar would say… “Twilightstar, I’m afraid I need to pause on my duties… I’m expecting kits… and you might be getting a visit from my mate soon… don’t be mad…” she let out a sigh… no time to lie now… “DarkRiver from RiverClan… I know it looks bad, and I can explain… I was attacked by a thunderclan warrior and he took care of my wound with his basic herb knowledge…” willowgaze showed no regret for the situation… “I fell in love… please don’t exile me… he’s trying to come here…”
Twilightstar turned her single eye to the gray and white she-cat that stepped into her den. She dips her head in return to the greeting and finds she doesn't have to prompt the she-cat into finding out why she was here. Even though she knew that cat couldn't see her she refrains from making any face at how Briarmoon was so quick to speak down on herself. Twilightstar's never been the type of she-cat who put limits on her cats, not unless she thought they were going to kill themselves or there was truly no way for them to fulfill their dreams. If Briarmoon wanted to do more, Twilightstar was sure she could, but this was clearly not the time to bring it up.
"Briarmoon, you make it sound like I'm going to tell you no." Twilightstar made sure to put more emotion in her tone than she usually did since the molly didn't have sight to aid her in detecting emotions. "If you want to take a shot at being an educator, then I'll allow it. So long as you're not teaching the kits anything wrong I don't see a reason to say no. What do you want to teach? I've got more than enough hunters, currently. But if you have something else you'd like to do then let's here."
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The she-cat paused in her groom as she received another unexpected guest. A pretty white and silver she-cat with blue eyes, Twilightstar take in Willowgaze's nervous demeanor and braces herself for some sort of news. Only what she told her didn't sound bad, at least not at first. She with kits, and needed to go to the nursery. That was wonderful, but learning that the kits were from ThunderClan was problematic. Where do her warriors find the time to spend time with cats outside their clan?
The leader breathed out a long calming sigh and silently listened to Willowgaze explain herself. By the time she was done, Twilightstar didn't look all that happy, but it was clear she wasn't overly upset either. "Alright, you're relieved of your duties and you can settle as a queen in the nursery. I'll deal with Darkriver when he arrives." She meowed with a small tail lash. "Even though I don't approve of such behavior, I am glad to hear that you two decided on where you're going to reside instead of continuing to try and hide this. I would like to know which ThunderClan warrior attacked you and the reason for it."
WindClan and ThunderClan have not feuded in many seasons, Sparrowstar and her clan seemed very mild manner and had no desire to cause trouble with WindClan so why the attack? She could understand if it was ShadowClan, but ThunderClan had no qualms with WindClan.
the young cat felt a spark of joy despite his reservations as he heard his new name called by a few of his clanmates. gorsepaw lifted his head a bit, letting his gaze sweep over the crowd for the first time. and then... woah. he touched noses with the cat he assumed was his mentor (and that would later confirm to be true). wolffang, huh? he... didn't quite recognize the name. maybe he was new? that, and windclan was so huge, it was near impossible to know every single cat. gorsepaw registered what the large warrior said. "oh-- already? i mean, good! but, uh, it's safe... right? i mean, obviously i don't know how to do much of anything, heh" his pathetic attempt at a joke fell flat and gorsepaw internally cringed. some first impression.
Cowslipkit hadn't genuinely played the game before, she only used the title as something to brag about. "Ok then! Sure!" The seal point scoffed. Was Risingkit trying to mock her? Or challenge her crown? She scampered over to join in.
Buttercupkit snickered at Risingkit’s messed up fur. What a furball!“Nice going!” She smirked. Her amusement quickly changed to suspicion however, as he asked another kit to join them. Cowslipkit? Never heard of her. She narrowed her eyes at the other molly as she scampered towards the ball. Did Risingkit know her? There was no way to tell. The dappled molly had ignored Cowslipkit’s first assertion as the queen of mossball. I mean how could one even test that? There wasn’t even a way to win this game. But now it was undeniable. She would have to take the new kit’s crown. However, she didn’t want Risingkit to hate her, for some reason. So she would have to go about this carefully. A resolve she wasn’t used to.
Sliding forward, Buttercupkit kicked the ball away from Cowlslipkit. Although she hadn’t thought too far ahead, which became obvious because it didn’t roll towards Risingkit either. Instead it landed in between the other two. Rats! She was still too young to fully have control of the ball! She dug her claws into the ground, trying to hide her frustration.
Risingkit with a burst of energy bounced/tumbled, after it, though looking ridiculous cause he had the moss still on his head... he launched himself onto the ball and kicked it back to the other two kits yelling 'take my Ball of Froggo farts!' or something like that, in his ghostly like voice, though you could tell by his eyes he was having quite the fun time
Some of these cats were really lucky that the WindClan leader found herself patrolling the territory when they called for her. The lean muscled lilac-gray she-cat padded in the direction of the voice calling for her and got a very interesting surprise. "Tigerpaw?" It's been a long while since she's last seen the apprentice. She went missing one, and like many missing Twilightstar was unaware of her status or whereabouts. "Are you okay? What happened to you and where have you been? It's been so many moons since I last saw you." The she-cat meowed, sniffing the young cat.
~~Tigerpaw~~
Tigerpaw turned her head toward her leader's voice. Twilightstar seemed worried about the orange tabby, sniffing her even. Tigerpaw forced a smile on her face."Well... I was minding my own business in the territory, chasing a rabbit, and I fell into that gorge near RiverClan territory, and... I was in StarClan. And with the help of Swiftleap, I found my body and here I am now." The she-cat hoped she had explained enough. "And yes, I am okay. Well, kind of." When she fallen, Tigerpaw had broken her legs and neck. When she was revived, the broken bones healed but we're still sore. "I really want to know what I've missed since my death. Wait, what am I saying!? I was watching from StarClan! Can I please come back to WindClan, Twilightstar? If the Clan is too full, or you have too many apprentices , or some other reason, I understand." The orange tabby's single green eye was locked on the WindClan leader.
Re: WindClan Nursery
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