Feeling useless - so useless - she just wants to sleep. Cloverheart feels as if nothing is right - how could anything be right when she's being watched by everyone and everything around her. She feels like a freak.
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Slitherbrook lives up to his name as he sneaks around the camp.
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Creekbreak yawns.
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Tallflood looks around the camp, unsure if there is anything he could do. i could kill them. i could kill them all. we could kill them. He looks around but sees no trace of his brothers, which almost fills him with a rage so strong that he wants to claw everyone here until they bleed. Trembling with his rage, he slowly calms himself down before he starts to dig a small, barely noticeable hole in the ground. He debates on digging a grave and disposing of a body - but he almost laughs when he recalls how it is one of his brother's jobs. To hide the bodies.
Lilacpaw chuckled softly as Ravenpaw explained this amazing plan of a prank, her ears swiveled forward in interest. It didn't sound too bad after all. The apprentice nodded in agreement, a soft smile shining across her features,
"Well.... That does actually sound like a lot of fun. But," Lilac tilted her head to the side, "Doesn't that mean they're see us running away? And where do we run to afterwards?"
The poor apprentice nearly jumped with fright, after her search for her mother had been unsucessful - and even worse, clanmates were shouting, someone was exiled from camp - as Frostpaw came up behind her. Stars above!! Was everyone in WindClan going mad?! Turning a wild gaze to the other, Lilacpaw inhaled sharply to try and catch her breath,
"I'm-" But she stopped as Frostpaw continued, staring dumb-founded as she went on about seeing more, "I'm going to have to see more?!" She wailed, shrinking in on herself. What if her thoughts were right? What if that happened to Silk?! Would Lilac be able to live with herself if something happened to her mother? Head swirling, Lilacpaw tried to refocus her blue gaze on Frostpaw again, tears welling in the corners of her eyes,
"I... *sniffle*... I think I... *sniff*.. I.. I don't.. Don't want it to h-happen again..."
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It was a lot, all at once. Scorchedfang had never seen so many cats outside of meetings; the clearing always seemed quiet. His hackles bristled at Crowtooth and Beetlecrest, a low growl in his throat. "I was with him, we were at the edge of where the Thunderglade starts and he ran ahead. He.." a shaky breath, a glance at Gingersplash as she moved the body around. How weird, they were already very close to the camp's center. Several cats had ushered him toward Cowtuft but Scorchedfang was too focused on Right Now to bother. ".. He was really excited to see the boundary, did not listen to me calling him. He got jumped and when I tried to close the distance they came for me, too."
He ignored the mouthy one; it seemed Fallownose had that handled when he kicked her to the curb. "That stupid calico, the one with dung for a mouth, he was there." Trying to remember, pin a name. The noisy one last time had yelled it. "... Spiderthroat, maybe? Didn't look like much of a spider to me, but those tree-rats don't seem to have much sense. I don't know what his deal is, Mousepaw didn't touch the line.."
Cowtuft appeared, was doing his thing. Scorchedfang merely nodded to him before quickly lapping the poppy seed. Cowtuft couldn't possibly be up to anything nefarious, he looked too cheek-squishy.
Okay okay okay. Beastpaw somehow collected herself after her initial shock. So. It was just a sleeping apprentice covered in blood and a warrior who looked tired, also covered in blood. No biggie. "Hey mista, how'd ya get so red?" the underaged apprentice asked, head cocked to one side. She wondered why the sleeping 'paw was getting carried away like he was dead. Oh. He was dead.
Awww, Scorchedfang my man dont be so mean! Crowtooth honestly thinks he's helping to bring up his worries about whatever 'plot' thunderclan had with this strange death. Not his fault your story was so full of holes it might as well be a sieve~
Perhaps some other cat might have the frame of mind to wonder why Scorchedfang was glaring at Crowtooth and Beetlecrest from bringing up reasonable worries with this whole story but Crowtooth would not be that cat. You see, it was day and he was blind at the moment, still having to squeeze his eyes shut against the glare, unused to the light. The other toms hostility flew right over his head.
"Maybe this 's bait? They could be tryin' to get us to attack for some reason." His head turned blindly to Crowlight. "We can' act 'now' fer just that reason. Its too.... Odd. Were windclan an' stuff. Scout first, strike once an all that. We attack relyin' on brute we're more shadow-rats then us right?" Crowtooth was pretty sure this was the case, his memory on windclan methodology was hazy but tunnel survival was crystal clear. You test and scout first before starting something lest you risk having to come back in worse shape because it was a badger and not a fox.
Still despite the oddities Crowtooth didnt disbelieve Mousepaw running ahead, he did similar when he was younger he was pretty sure. At least thats what the shaky flash of a mentor he didnt think he liked very much told him.
The name perked his ears though "Spiderthroa'? Has there bin issues with 'im before? 'f he's a ongoin' problem we could demand his head, what leader would wan' a problem warrior around."
It wouldnt be enough for their loss but it could be a more peaceful solution then all out war. The tom was pretty sure Twilightstar might enjoy that.
"Hmm..." Flickerflame looked at his claws, blinking. "These would do me some good..." His deep blue eyes glowed mischeviously, and he grinned, looking off into the distance.
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Twilightstar swung her head around as she heard Fallownose's crossed words to Starryflash as he exiled the warrior. Twilightstar didn't see any point in contradicting the deputy, she assumed he'd see to making sure Starryflash was properly escorted out of their territory, and turned her attention back to Scorchedfang.
She sidestepped slightly, moving out of the way for Cowtuft as the medicine cat arrived and began assessing Scorchedfang's wounds. Her eye took on a thoughtful troubled glint as Scorchedfang explained what happened, the fur along her spine bristled as it was difficult not to get visibly upset with this. She shot a stern glare at Crowlight when the warrior immediately demanded action be taken. Before she could actually speak out against that plan, the other crow, Crowtooth, spoke up.
Unlike the rest of the cats, he sounded more suspicious about all of this and offered a less lethal solution for this. Spiderthroat was the root of the problem here, he's already killed three WindClan cats. Rather than condemn both WindClan and ThunderClan to war, it wouldn't hurt to see if Bumblestar would be willing to give them Spiderthroat. Twilightstar was quite doubtful about this solution, but at the moment she didn't have a better one. This couldn't be left alone, ThunderClan needed to pay. However, if she could avoid a full-scale war she'd rather they do that. Gingersplash's additional words reinforced Crowtooth's idea.
"Give me until the gathering to see if I can get this sorted out without throwing the clan into another battle." Twilightstar meowed to the gathered cats. "We'll see if Bumblestar is willing to settle this by giving us Spiderhthroat's head otherwise for every WindClan life lost to that murderer WindClan will be taking two of ThunderClan's." Twilightstar snarled. She'd give ThunderClan a chance to save themselves, if they didn't want to take it then the only course of action left would be to fight.
"Cowtuft, you can take Scorchedfang to the medicine den if you'd like." She told the medicine cat, glancing down at Spottedkit who was pressing against the injured warrior.
"Spottedkit, why don't you go with Rueripple and head to the nursery." Twilightstar meowed and then swung her stern gaze to the rest of the kits that had gathered. "Actually, why don't you all head back to the nursery, Daintykit, Applekit, Flutterkit, Mintkit." There was no need for them here right now, they'd just get under cats' paws.
"Crowlight, I would like for you and Gingersplash to take Mousepaw to the Starry Meadow." The leader ordered, hopefully, the rest of the cats would disperse without her having to order them too.
Whisperingpaw backed away as his leader came near, not wanting to get in trouble again. He watched as they talked about a Thunderclanner named 'Spiderthroat'. "May I help with anything? I don't want to be a burden to my clan." The orange tom said, looking to his leader. The voices were shaming him for his boldness, but he ignored them.
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Twilightstar swung her head around as she heard Fallownose's crossed words to Starryflash as he exiled the warrior. Twilightstar didn't see any point in contradicting the deputy, she assumed he'd see to making sure Starryflash was properly escorted out of their territory, and turned her attention back to Scorchedfang.
She sidestepped slightly, moving out of the way for Cowtuft as the medicine cat arrived and began assessing Scorchedfang's wounds. Her eye took on a thoughtful troubled glint as Scorchedfang explained what happened, the fur along her spine bristled as it was difficult not to get visibly upset with this. She shot a stern glare at Crowlight when the warrior immediately demanded action be taken. Before she could actually speak out against that plan, the other crow, Crowtooth, spoke up.
Unlike the rest of the cats, he sounded more suspicious about all of this and offered a less lethal solution for this. Spiderthroat was the root of the problem here, he's already killed three WindClan cats. Rather than condemn both WindClan and ThunderClan to war, it wouldn't hurt to see if Bumblestar would be willing to give them Spiderthroat. Twilightstar was quite doubtful about this solution, but at the moment she didn't have a better one. This couldn't be left alone, ThunderClan needed to pay. However, if she could avoid a full-scale war she'd rather they do that. Gingersplash's additional words reinforced Crowtooth's idea.
"Give me until the gathering to see if I can get this sorted out without throwing the clan into another battle." Twilightstar meowed to the gathered cats. "We'll see if Bumblestar is willing to settle this by giving us Spiderhthroat's head otherwise for every WindClan life lost to that murderer WindClan will be taking two of ThunderClan's." Twilightstar snarled. She'd give ThunderClan a chance to save themselves, if they didn't want to take it then the only course of action left would be to fight.
"Cowtuft, you can take Scorchedfang to the medicine den if you'd like." She told the medicine cat, glancing down at Spottedkit who was pressing against the injured warrior.
"Spottedkit, why don't you go with Rueripple and head to the nursery." Twilightstar meowed and then swung her stern gaze to the rest of the kits that had gathered. "Actually, why don't you all head back to the nursery, Daintykit, Applekit, Flutterkit, Mintkit." There was no need for them here right now, they'd just get under cats' paws.
"Crowlight, I would like for you and Gingersplash to take Mousepaw to the Starry Meadow." The leader ordered, hopefully, the rest of the cats would disperse without her having to order them too.
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Gingersplash pressed her nose to Scorchedfang's shoulder comfortingly before getting to her paws. The warrior dipped her head to Twilightstar and padded over to Crowlight. She nodded at her Clanmate, and silently bent down and grabbed her dead Clanmate's scruff in her jaws.
Firestorm, sneaking about and trying to avoid the medicine cats (not wanting to be dragged back into the den) was a bit boring today. Or she thought so. She wasn’t singing her praises, or telling anyone how amazingly awesome she was, and she wasn’t hunting or anything - she was just… chilling.
At one end of the clearing, she was clearly starting to lose her patience. The young warrior’s tail was twitching, and she was gently kneading the ground in front of her. She felt like she was going to explode! The orange tabby had to do something before she just started running around the clearing and knocking over things (and clanmates).
A soft ”Ow ow ow” caught her attention, and her head snapped towards the sound immediately. Was that Dreamlight? She appeared to have burrs caught in her pelt. There was no way that could be comfortable. As she thought this, a mischievous grin plastered itself onto her face as a thought crossed her mind.
Victim: Acquired.
Rising to her paws, Firestorm strutted over to the other warrior with quite a dramatic flair. ”Well hello there~” She purred ”You look like you could use some help. Well, lucky for you, I am quite magnamatinimous (that didn’t sound right)and would be more than willing to offer a paw if you wish it.” Quite nice of her, right? Well, she was only being like this because it meant that she could then ask the bobtail-ed she-cat to entertain her for a while in return.
Dreamlight winced again as she pulled off an extra prickly bramble from her leg. A soft sigh left her maw once she managed to clear one of her legs, now she just had to do the rest. The she-cat muttered some curses under her breath, whoever created burrs deserved a slow and painful death. Her bobtail twitched rapidly behind her, if she still had her full tail it could have been seen as angry lashes.
The molly's ears twitched as she swung her head upright her ears picked up on the paw steps that stopped in front of her not, past her. Large orange orbs blinked at the younger warrior who began speaking to her. Or at least she was pretty certain it was her. Just to be sure, Dreamlight swung her head around from the left to the right and craned it took behind her in case some cat was standing there. Nope, just her.
By the time Dreamlight actually returned her attention to Firestorm, a little bit of time had passed. "Oh, sorry, I thought you were talking to someone else." Dreamlight meowed with a friendly trill. "Um, you can help if you wanna." She answered, not willing to turn down assistance even if she wasn't sure why Firestorm was asking for help. "Are you bored?" Dreamlight wondered after a second deep in through.
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