RiverClan Skyridge

[Cecy]

Silverfin dipped her head in greeting to Doeheart. "Having trouble with Heronkit again?" she asked. Although she hadn't had her own kits yet, she'd been helping the other queens take care of theirs. She'd tried out being a warrior, but she just didn't think she was cut out for fighting and hunting.

[poppy]

// @Cecy @Ravensong

Firekit marched out of the nursery, fluffy red fur bushy as she heard her mother tell her and her siblings to stay. Nopers. She was good, she didn't misbehave at any meetings, so she got to attend. She sashayed out of the den, but then paused as she heard her sister's name. "Heronkit is a good kit, you just stink!" She snarled in her scariest voice, glowering at the queen. How rude of her!

[judas]

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Forever unsupervised, Rowankit was already rushing around the meeting area before the others arrived. Her thoughts were distracted by the leaves that Silverpaw had given her, she had dragged and torn them all around the camp. The sudden announcement that Snowleap let caught her attention, and she was immediately entranced with whatever the deputy had to say.
Where's Skystar? She thought, tilting her head. The kit was only 4 moons old, oblivious to everything that had been happening around the camp. Rowankit shrugged her shoulders, assuming the leader was a bit busy. Her bi-colored eyes gazed around camp, noticing the expressions of the other warriors and apprentices that had gathered around. Some looked sad, their eyes frosted over and their expressions dull. Others looked rather clueless, probably questioning themselves why Skystar had been absent.
Her nose twitched as she watched a few of the other kits be escorted into the nursery. She pondered where her own guardian was, along with her sibling. She was sure Koikit had found interest in something else, or perhaps was wandering around in the meeting space. Rowan's dark ears flicked up, listening in on the chatting from her clanmates.

[Raven~]

Softecho padded out of the warriors’ den, her eyes narrowing suspiciously when she saw Snowleap standing on the Streamstone. Softecho quickly took a glance around, but she didn’t see Skystar anywhere. What was Snowleap even doing on the Streamstone? None of what had been happening lately made sense to Softecho, and this was just another event that she would being adding to the pile. Softecho sat down with her Clanmates, both dreading and eagerly awaiting what Snowleap had in store for the Clan.

[Estelle]

And just as he suspected. Walking into the clearing, the clan began to gather for what was undoubtedly a clan meeting. And he knew exactly what this was going to be about. Cats asking what was happening prickled his ears; he so wanted to call them out for them for stupidity, but whatever. They (somehow) might really not know and it wouldn't solve anything anyway. Instead Gingerfrost sat down some ways of off the back of the gathering crowd, eyes trained on the ground in front of him rather than the Streamstone. This meeting would be a long one. If not in actually, then just because of the unknowing clanmates' reaction.


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'Stay put'.
Yeah right. How was he supposed to stay put when his siblings got to go out? When he was well-behaved? Elkkit preferred to stay with the majority of his siblings. But simultaneously, mother counted for ten and the sickly tom wanted to know what was going on. He hadn't caused any trouble previously - so surely he'd be able to attend.
Sharp eyes scanned the nursery. His grey swirled fur prickled up defensively as he began to make his way to nursery's mouth, where he sat down to watch meeting. The calm but skittish kitten could see his mother from where he was - and his sister. So that was good. He could run to them if anyone tried to approach him, or back into the nursery.

[Lakestorm]

Pounceleap padded over to the clearing and sat down

Frecklewing squeezed out of the warriors den, where she was napping. She froze when she noticed Skystar was nowhere to be seen. Oh no.

[IcarusUntamed]

Frozen’paw he-him

Frozen’paw padded up to the Streamstone. Snow’leap was up there. Hmm, he wondered why. He sat a bit closer to the front, normally he sat near the back where everything could just barely be heard, but his friend was up there, and it wasn’t normal for a cat other than the leader to be up on the Streamstone so it must be really important, plus he wanted to support Snow’leap.

[vellichor]

// open

beansprout // he/him

it was so incredibly hard to drag his heavy paws to the clearing from the warrior's den, and even harder to make the effort to look up at the streamstone. where snowleap was. not him. the siamese bit his lip and averted his gaze, trying desperately to save face. he wasn’t going to steal the spotlight again, not for a second (third?) time today. he would sit and listen, and everything would be fine.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
After coming back from the burial of Skystar, Fawnpaw had tried her best to push aside the overwhelming sadness she felt in the pit of her stomach. Difficult, but not impossible she found. For there was one cat amongst the crowd that seemed to dull the sharp edges of grief, and her eyes sought him out as she approached the Streamstone. There were some voices that floated above the others, and the young she-cat could've sworn she heard her name. But pinpointing a source was pointless when her gaze already spotted the tom in the crowd.

Padding forward on now steady paws, Fawnpaw took up residence next to Beansprout, sitting close enough so that she could nuzzle her face against his leg. "Hi," she purred, attempting to make her voice as light as she possibly could. Her heart ached for Skystar, but it ached even more after seeing how close he and Beansprout had been. So she made a promise to herself and the departed golden tabby on the walk back that she would stick right by Beansprout's side no matter what.

From where she sat leaning slightly against the older tom, Fawnpaw directed her gaze up to where Snowleap sat. She wondered if he felt the same ache in his chest that she did; that Beansprout did. Perhaps with time it would lessen, but right now she saw no end in sight to it.

[ @maelstrom - I just had to ]