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**FriedChicken** · #**7111** September 9th, 2021, 10:10 AM

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Originally Posted by poppy.

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This was seriously ridiculous. ''Pebblesong, stop fighting. Grayfur. STOP TRYING TO ATTACK ME.'' They were both asking for it, and it was all he could to not rip them apart.... Clenching his teeth, he glared at them both, silver tinged muzzle curling with disgust. She was fighting for what was RIGHT? A soft, almost condescending (oh, who was he kidding, it was definitely condescending), chuckle escaped him. [

B]''We are all Clanmates, and attacking each other isn't right. There should be no fighting whatsoever. So grow up, and go get your stinking wounds checked. You brought this pain upon yourself.''[/B]

This was revolting. RiverClan had sunk so low, Clanmates fighting against Clanmates... for what? There was no reason for violence... and that was coming from him. Blizzardwind. The epitome of uncalled for aggression and violence. The chaotic, violent mess of a warrior that he was.

"I thought you hurt some other cat,sorry"

**Galaxy_** · #**7112** September 9th, 2021, 10:10 AM

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Originally Posted by poppy.

- @FriedChicken - @Bramblepaw12 -
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This was seriously ridiculous. ''Pebblesong, stop fighting. Grayfur. STOP TRYING TO ATTACK ME.'' They were both asking for it, and it was all he could to not rip them apart.... Clenching his teeth, he glared at them both, silver tinged muzzle curling with disgust. She was fighting for what was RIGHT? A soft, almost condescending (oh, who was he kidding, it was definitely condescending), chuckle escaped him. [

B]''We are all Clanmates, and attacking each other isn't right. There should be no fighting whatsoever. So grow up, and go get your stinking wounds checked. You brought this pain upon yourself.''[/B]

This was revolting. RiverClan had sunk so low, Clanmates fighting against Clanmates... for what? There was no reason for violence... and that was coming from him. Blizzardwind. The epitome of uncalled for aggression and violence. The chaotic, violent mess of a warrior that he was.

Greyfur

She growled "WHo are you guys anyway?" she couldnt see are hear them becauses of the blood smell and the blood in her eyes.
@poppy. @FriedChicken

(sorry I didnt know what it was)

**FriedChicken** · #**7113** September 9th, 2021, 10:11 AM

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Originally Posted by Bramblepaw12

Greyfur

Let him stand up now there where 2 warriors on her. She growled "WHo are you guys anyway?" she couldnt see are hear them becauses of the blood smell and the blood in her eyes.
@poppy. @FriedChicken

"Pebblesong" she introduced herself

**Galaxy_** · #**7114** September 9th, 2021, 10:13 AM

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Originally Posted by FriedChicken

"Pebblesong" she introduced herself

"Im so sorry Pebblesong!" She turned her head trying to find her. "Then whos that she pointed towards the other cat fadded shap.

@poppy.

**poppy** · #**7115** September 9th, 2021, 10:19 AM

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''No.'' He grumped, turning away from the obnoxious she-cats. Oh... he wanted to say some bad things. Some hurtful things. But.... no. He couldn't. Not now, he was on thin ice as it was. This wasn't a time for introductions, and he was pissed off even before. So, he just let out a noncommittal snort, ignoring them.

He wanted to.

Yell.

Insult.

BREAK SOMETHING.

Taking long... deep breaths. Cooling himself down. That was his main focus, calming himself down. Before he said or did something that wouldn't end well. He wouldn't regret it, because karma should catch up to the two and bite their asses. Setting his jaw stiff, he curled his tail tightly over his paws. As if his claws could be hidden by his fluffy platinum tail. As if he couldn't just lunge at them right now and claw the crap out of them.

But it was nice. Nice to have the slight bit of self control. It controlled him physically. But mentally... emotionally.... he was steaming. They kept wanting to know who he was. And it was stupid. They didn't know who he was. They slept in the same den. Well... not Grayfur.

**Singing Jay** · #**7116** September 9th, 2021, 10:20 AM

@Shade.

Goldenpaw turned to look at the warrior who had addressed
her, Lizardfrost. Great Goldenpaw, first thing you do to help and
other already misunderstand you... She hadn't meant to come of as
if she thought Riverclan was better then all the other (they were but
what ever), that wasn't what she'd tried to communicate with her words,
yet others still took it that way, but out of all cats that could have been
upset at it Lizard frost was probably the last one she'd expected to do it.
As far as Goldenpaw remembered the black and white warrior was from
Shadowclan, so if she joined Riverclan wouldn't she like Riverclan more?

"I wasn't implying that Riverclan was superior to all the other clans"
she mewed, trying to get the warrior to see reason. "I was saying that
Riverclan is more important the any of us alone and Im not letting my clan
be thorn apart because of a prophecy!" she did her best to get her voice
as calm as possible wothout saaounding like she was begging the warrior
but the anger that still boiled inside her was evident as she spoke.

**~Mothman~** · #**7117** September 9th, 2021, 10:25 AM

Puddlekit steeped up near the stone, unsure of where to go.

**FriedChicken** · #**7118** September 9th, 2021, 10:28 AM

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Originally Posted by poppy.

- @FriedChicken - @Bramblepaw12

''No.'' He grumped, turning away from the obnoxious she-cats. Oh... he wanted to say some bad things. Some hurtful things. But.... no. He couldn't. Not now, he was on thin ice as it was. This wasn't a time for introductions, and he was pissed off even before. So, he just let out a noncommittal snort, ignoring them.

He wanted to.

Yell.

Insult.

BREAK SOMETHING.

Taking long... deep breaths. Cooling himself down. That was his main focus, calming himself down. Before he said or did something that wouldn't end well. He wouldn't regret it, because karma should catch up to the two and bite their asses. Setting his jaw stiff, he curled his tail tightly over his paws. As if his claws could be hidden by his fluffy platinum tail. As if he couldn't just lunge at them right now and claw the crap out of them.

But it was nice. Nice to have the slight bit of self control. It controlled him physically. But mentally... emotionally.... he was steaming. They kept wanting to know who he was. And it was stupid. They didn't know who he was. They slept in the same den. Well... not Grayfur.

"Introduce Yourself,Mouse-Brain!" Pebblesong yelled

**gs29513** · #**7119** September 9th, 2021, 10:47 AM

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Splashleap shrank back, the outpouring of anger and bitterness, although small, enough to make her seriously reconsider her life choices. Beginning and ending with not destroying this STUPID rock the first chance she got, that was DEFINITELY on her todo list. After, you know, making sure no one killed anyone and smacking Kestrelstar right upside the head. She was fairly certain half the clan would join her, which was, in detachment, a hilarious sight to imagine. It didn't do much for her then however, and all she could really do was listen as Snakeheart, confident Snakeheart, shut the disruptions up.

He seemed to lack some of his usual, firey tone, but Splashleap could, fairly confidently, put it down to the fact that he might not completely want to defend Kestrelstar. After all, he had abandoned them too, she certainly had a hard time calling his actions right when she was scared out of her wits only a moment ago. Under the cover of the medicine cats smooth rebuttal she tried to regain confidence, stretching all her small height upwards and slightly puffing up her fur. She was NOT going to cower like a little rabbit on a big rock, she was going to be like a leader! Well, at least a deputy who wasn't terrified of public speaking so much they'd rather fight twenty Thunderclanners one after the other.

With Snakeheart just finishing, Plumstorm began. This was becoming something of a familiar scene, the two firey cats fighting with words in front of the whole clan. Except it was sort of her job to break it up this time. Which she really was not keen on doing. Because they were both right, in a way. Kestrelstar had made it difficult to do anything but fight Thunderclan with him, but there had been an out, an option, for those who wanted to take it. But it was hard, very hard indeed, for Splashleap to dismiss Plumstorm, when so much of what she said rang true. It was no one's fault, no one's sole fault.

But could she actually say anything, pacify the cats that needed to be pacified, use the words that she knew were lurking somewhere that could try and fix this? She had....she had to try. Because this was her job, wasn't it? To try and clean up the mess that Kestrelstar had left behind with whatever words she had. But she could hardly get a word in edgewise, with so much anger running around in circles, with screaming and yelling and fighting. And she roared. Aggravation, emotion, something that had been suppressed for long enough flowed out in a rushing waterfall, threatening to carry everyone away.

All of you! Quiet for a minute! Splashleap yowled, her nervousness gone in a rush of adrenaline. Perhaps this was what Kestrelstar and Snakeheart ran on? It didn't matter. I'm not going to deny Kestrelstar's guilt in the death of our clanmates. But it is not his sole fault that things have unfolded as they have. No one has the sole blame of how things have gone! Not Thunderclan, not Kestrelstar, not Snakeheart, not me, not any of you! Everyone makes mistakes, some of them are much larger than others, but everyone makes them.

Deep breath. Calm down. NO! You don't have to forgive now, a moon from now, a year from now, EVER! But that doesn't mean you have to scream like maniacs at every clan meeting, reminding us of what we already know. We hear you Plumstorm, Tumblepaw, Lizardfrost, all of you. You're loud and clear, and Riverclan needs cats with your passion, your drive to do what is right as often as you can, to hold others accountable for their mistakes.

We need to improve, to avoid fighting over things that could be dealt with in words, and to fight honorably. We need to stay united, and improve. And STOP FIGHTING EACHOTHER! The last words were a roar, as she glared angrily at the three cats that seemed to be brawling in the back of the crowd. Greyfur, Pebblesong, STOP! This is NOT the time to fight clanmates, so STOP. IT. NOW! Blizzardsky, I'd greatly appreciate it if you kept an eye on them. I don't care if you have to sit on them or not, just no more fighting! Blizzardwind thank you for the maturity of an adult. Scooting Blizzardsky's question aside? Absolutely! But a distraction might be suitable.

Now! Does anyone want to try and discuss what we should do, offer suggestions? On anything, really. If we are all involved in what happens, surely we can't blame any one cat. Maybe not the traditional approach. But this was definitely not a traditional situation. So try and figure out a way to mediate this, in any way she could. Hopefully no cat would find something horribly offensive in what she had said, and hopefully she wouldn't retreat right back into her shell. Weak. weak. the word echoed in her head. No, she couldn't focus on that now.

**WinterMara** · #**7120** September 9th, 2021, 10:53 AM

| Whitepaw of Riverclan |

Whitepaw...couldn't stop laughing, great, she's gone insane. Of course she wasn't, actually insane, but whatever. As the meeting continued, she stopped, okay cats were protesting now, how pathetic, war seemed like a good answer to a lot of things. Chaos and watching the world burn was fun, anyway.

Speaking of which, Pebblesong started a fight, again, how was she a warrior? It made Whitepaw want to burst out laughing and point every one of the older molly's flaws, but she kept her muzzle shut, just smiling. Okay maybe it WAS a good idea to get a kitsitter for her at the gathering.