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Nettleclaw
September 4th, 2017, 01:51 PM
(Private RP)

Starry eyes open in the middle of the night, a hesitant gasp escapes her maw. She buries her face in her paws, hoping no one hears her over the soft coos of sleeping cats. Slowly, she picks herself up and pads towards the moonlight. Barely outside of the den, shadows dance in the wind of the barren, stony clearing. There, she could see her goal, the prisoner's den far across from the warrior's den. The coast clear, she dashes out as quickly and quietly as she could, those cats in there had to know, she needed to tell them... something... wait...

She slows to a halt in the middle of the clearing. Confused, she looks down at her small calico paws, almost not recognizing herself. What am I doing? Am I... dreaming?

"I thought I heard someone," A big black cat with white ears and glowing green eyes stalks from the clearing's edge, staring her down and mews with a smooth tone, "What are you doing out so late, Spottedpaw?"

Spottedpaw?" Is that... my name? Half of her ponders this thought, but the other half can't ignore her body trembling in horror at the approaching tom. She chooses not to answer and backs away, but the tom increases his pace, making her scramble back and fall to her side.

He gets closer and bares his fangs, then, a growl from behind halts his progress, "Crowspot!" Looking back it looked like she emerged from the nursery, "Your supposed to guard the clan, not give our apprentices nightmares!"

Crowspot fixes his eyes on the loud, cream colored tabby. "Clifftail, what a pleasant surprise." His voice is suddenly so casual, almost prideful even. "Don't be ridiculous, I just thought it was that rat from the prisoner's den."

Clifftail pads in a protective position in front of Spottedpaw and gets right in Crowspot's face hissing, "They look nothing alike. And if you so much as touch my son, I'll rip you apart."

Spottedpaw keeps low in fear, tension between the two warriors grew so quickly and she still can't figure out why she even left her nest.

Crowspot doesn't even seem bothered, "And you know Foxstar. If you touch me, you'll share their fate." He flips his tail to the prisoner's den. "Exile."

Clifftail backs away in disbelief, still over Spottedpaw. "No... She can't do that."

"She's already decided. Your about to become very lonely in the coming moons, have you perhaps, considered another mate?" Crowspot sounded rather pleased with himself.

Anger and disgust had completely taken Clifftail over, even Spottedpaw could feel it. As contained as she could, she looked to the unknowing apprentice below her and quietly mewed, "Go... Go back to sleep."

Taking that as her chance to relieve herself of their conflict, she runs back into the apprentice's den and curls up as tightly as she could in her nest. Her eyes... soft, caring... about to break. I... I remember those eyes.

Suddenly, a fierce yowl fills her ears, and quickly following were mews and spits of a desperate struggle. By the time anyone made it to the clearing to see what was going on, they had taken the fight out into the territory where they could still be somewhat heard in the distance. But knowing Crowspot's scent is involved, no one goes to help or investigate, simply return to their nests.

Spottedpaw feels completely spent, being afraid for her life even if it wasn't directed at her. Falling asleep, it became easy to accept what she saw, as if it was normal, and the blanks in her memory filled in. I'm Spottedpaw, an apprentice of Glenclan. Clifftail and Fleetstar, but Foxstar... and then Crowspot... Why, did I go out there? ...Mothpaw?

Nettleclaw
September 4th, 2017, 02:42 PM
Morning came too quickly, the light still reaching his awareness through closed eyes. It would be a miracle to open up and stretch, lying upon his own nest alongside his mentor and nothing from the last two moons had actually happened. Too much of a miracle even to risk waking up now, but his stomach grumbling, Mothpaw awakes on his mentor's back, inside the prisoner's den with two others, mates that happened to be dragged into the leader's madness. He shift's himself, sliding down his mentor, Hawkface's side. That's right... something woke everyone up last night, and Foxstar came around to make sure we didn't leave.

Mothpaw looks over to the mates, the queen, Softail is still sleeping. Would be a shame if her kits were to be born here... And the upstanding tom, Stormbreeze, his uncle. Looks like he didn't get to sleep at all...

Raggedclaw
September 4th, 2017, 05:15 PM
Feeling the shift, Hawkface rolled onto his side an then opened his eyes. He huffed and pulled himself to his paws afterward and used his paw to pull Mothpaw close. He groomed his aporentice, who felt more like a son to him these days. He had promised the 'paws father who had been an old and dear friend, that he would care for Mothpaw, and he had every intention too.

Softtail shifted uncomfortably, her swollen belly making it a bit hard to sleep. She hated that they were here, and not even given nests. You'd think decent cats like she thought her clan was would at least treat a soon-to-be-mother with a little more care.

Nettleclaw
September 5th, 2017, 04:03 AM
Feeling the shift, Hawkface rolled onto his side an then opened his eyes. He huffed and pulled himself to his paws afterward and used his paw to pull Mothpaw close. He groomed his aporentice, who felt more like a son to him these days. He had promised the 'paws father who had been an old and dear friend, that he would care for Mothpaw, and he had every intention too.

Softtail shifted uncomfortably, her swollen belly making it a bit hard to sleep. She hated that they were here, and not even given nests. You'd think decent cats like she thought her clan was would at least treat a soon-to-be-mother with a little more care.

Its so quiet, as if the whole clan were ghosts. Everyone whispers and hisses amongst themselves as they traverse the clearing, Glenclan is no longer the bustling tribe of cats it used to be, in fact, its probably no longer Glenclan.

Foxstar sticks her head into the steep den and yowls down to them, "Its time, get up and get out! Try anything else against me and youll be killed on the spot!"

Mothpaw shivered at her voice and buried his face in Hawkface's paw. Stormbreeze looked away to tend to his mate before Foxstar sends one of her followers in and hurts her. Actually, he couldnt stand to see the young apprentice cry, after all, they both witnessed how Foxstar killed his brother, Fleetstar, Mothpaw's father. He tenderly licks Softtail's cheeck, too tried and tired to change the frustrated look on his face, and sadness in his eyes. "We'd best get moving." he whispers.

Spottedpaw awakens, confused and disoriented. She stumbles around the apprentice's den, feeling like she had forgotten something important before finding her bearings. She leaves the den to find nearly the entire clan crowded around the prisoner's den, and a fair scent of blood from the ground. Still feeling very much brain fogged, she pushes herself into the crowd to see whats going on.

"Come on, we dont have all morning, and id rather not drag you out myself." Foxstar seems more impatient than usual.

Mothpaw, managing to contain himself, whispers to Hawkface, "I still dont understand. What did we do wrong?"

Raggedclaw
September 5th, 2017, 05:10 AM
Its so quiet, as if the whole clan were ghosts. Everyone whispers and hisses amongst themselves as they traverse the clearing, Glenclan is no longer the bustling tribe of cats it used to be, in fact, its probably no longer Glenclan.

Foxstar sticks her head into the steep den and yowls down to them, "Its time, get up and get out! Try anything else against me and youll be killed on the spot!"

Mothpaw shivered at her voice and buried his face in Hawkface's paw. Stormbreeze looked away to tend to his mate before Foxstar sends one of her followers in and hurts her. Actually, he couldnt stand to see the young apprentice cry, after all, they both witnessed how Foxstar killed his brother, Fleetstar, Mothpaw's father. He tenderly licks Softtail's cheeck, too tried and tired to change the frustrated look on his face, and sadness in his eyes. "We'd best get moving." he whispers.

Spottedpaw awakens, confused and disoriented. She stumbles around the apprentice's den, feeling like she had forgotten something important before finding her bearings. She leaves the den to find nearly the entire clan crowded around the prisoner's den, and a fair scent of blood from the ground. Still feeling very much brain fogged, she pushes herself into the crowd to see whats going on.

"Come on, we dont have all morning, and id rather not drag you out myself." Foxstar seems more impatient than usual.

Mothpaw, managing to contain himself, whispers to Hawkface, "I still dont understand. What did we do wrong?"

Softtail hauled herself to her paws, stumbling briefly and leaning against her mate heavily. She panted a bit, exhausted from even that small movement.

Hawkface shook his head as he licked Mothpaw's ear. "We did nothing. But you are still my apprentice, and if exile is our fate we are all these two have to help them. Check Softtail's condition, tell me what you find."

Nettleclaw
September 5th, 2017, 08:26 AM
Softtail hauled herself to her paws, stumbling briefly and leaning against her mate heavily. She panted a bit, exhausted from even that small movement.

Hawkface shook his head as he licked Mothpaw's ear. "We did nothing. But you are still my apprentice, and if exile is our fate we are all these two have to help them. Check Softtail's condition, tell me what you find."

Mothpaw glances quickly over Softtail, and without a doubt, she could go into labor at any moment. Could be a couple days, could be right this very moment. "She's going to have a big litter, and soon. Very healthy, though not given anything to eat last night doesnt bode well for her strength."

Stormbreeze stifle's his purr. He still cant believe that Softtail has been by his side for this long, and to have their own kits. He looks to Hawkface with a lightened expression. Even under such dire circumstances, he encourages Mothpaw and manages to help him feel like he's doing something right, as if he really is part of the family. "You two help Softtail out. Ill make sure Foxpelt doesnt try anything to hurt you." With that, he pads partway out of the den, then slowly out into the clearing in a defensive stance. The scent of blood and absence of her mate, Crowspot, put him on edge, so Stormbreeze hisses. The clan heeds his warning and backs away a few pawsteps, and Foxstar unsheaths her claws, but he does not yeild.

"Hmph, I dont know what Blacksong saw in a traitor like you. I hate seeing his gift wasted on such an imbecile." Foxstar teased, but Stormbreeze denied her challenge and stood firm and quiet.Softtail cant know these things, just stop blabbering and send us off already!

Raggedclaw
September 5th, 2017, 02:14 PM
Mothpaw glances quickly over Softtail, and without a doubt, she could go into labor at any moment. Could be a couple days, could be right this very moment. "She's going to have a big litter, and soon. Very healthy, though not given anything to eat last night doesnt bode well for her strength."

Stormbreeze stifle's his purr. He still cant believe that Softtail has been by his side for this long, and to have their own kits. He looks to Hawkface with a lightened expression. Even under such dire circumstances, he encourages Mothpaw and manages to help him feel like he's doing something right, as if he really is part of the family. "You two help Softtail out. Ill make sure Foxpelt doesnt try anything to hurt you." With that, he pads partway out of the den, then slowly out into the clearing in a defensive stance. The scent of blood and absence of her mate, Crowspot, put him on edge, so Stormbreeze hisses. The clan heeds his warning and backs away a few pawsteps, and Foxstar unsheaths her claws, but he does not yeild.

"Hmph, I dont know what Blacksong saw in a traitor like you. I hate seeing his gift wasted on such an imbecile." Foxstar teased, but Stormbreeze denied her challenge and stood firm and quiet.Softtail cant know these things, just stop blabbering and send us off already!
Hawkface nods, shaking out his fur. "Alright. Mothpaw, you take her left side, I'll take the right." As they moved to stand on either side of her, he caught what Foxstar said and snorted. He helped guide Softtail out and the first words out of his maw were. "Foxstar, stay your tounge. Even you know better then to anger Stormbreeze, especially after you imprisoned his mate." He eyed her with a rage that came from his days as a warrior, how ever that changed quickly. He looked up and his eyes went wide and glassy. A sign that he was Seeing.

Nettleclaw
September 6th, 2017, 02:08 PM
Hawkface nods, shaking out his fur. "Alright. Mothpaw, you take her left side, I'll take the right." As they moved to stand on either side of her, he caught what Foxstar said and snorted. He helped guide Softtail out and the first words out of his maw were. "Foxstar, stay your tounge. Even you know better then to anger Stormbreeze, especially after you imprisoned his mate." He eyed her with a rage that came from his days as a warrior, how ever that changed quickly. He looked up and his eyes went wide and glassy. A sign that he was Seeing.

With Softail escorted out, Mothpaw looks around at what he once thought was his clanmates. They seemed independent of eachother, like a gathering of loners who cared only of their own well being. Some did seem concerned, but too afraid to act against Foxstar, and that's when he thought for sure his mother would stand out for them. But, he couldn't find her anywhere...

Foxstar pouts and turns away to address the clan. "Says the one supposedly guided by our ancestors. He along with his apprentice and these two have conspired to kill me with the help of outside loners."

"B-But, we were only g-gathering herbs." Mothpaw lightly stutters, retreating back to Hawkface. Yet a wave of calm washes over him, he could tell his mentor is receiving something.

Stormbreeze wanted to take Foxstar down, here and now. It wouldn't be easy, but he knew he could win. Not even those loyal to her jumping in would stand a chance if she were to be taken care of quickly, especially with Crowspot missing. His eyes sharpen, claws dig into the stony soil, but the only thing curbing his edge to battle was that Softtail will no doubt get hurt in the scramble. You are no longer simply a cat, Storm. You cannot live a normal life, not that you would be rejected. You will choose for yourself, to reject what you call home. Blacksong's mews echo back to him, and he knows that Glenclan is only home to him because Softtail is in it.

"Gathering herbs, cute likely story." Foxstar mocks Mothpaw.

Raggedclaw
September 6th, 2017, 05:23 PM
With Softail escorted out, Mothpaw looks around at what he once thought was his clanmates. They seemed independent of eachother, like a gathering of loners who cared only of their own well being. Some did seem concerned, but too afraid to act against Foxstar, and that's when he thought for sure his mother would stand out for them. But, he couldn't find her anywhere...

Foxstar pouts and turns away to address the clan. "Says the one supposedly guided by our ancestors. He along with his apprentice and these two have conspired to kill me with the help of outside loners."

"B-But, we were only g-gathering herbs." Mothpaw lightly stutters, retreating back to Hawkface. Yet a wave of calm washes over him, he could tell his mentor is receiving something.

Stormbreeze wanted to take Foxstar down, here and now. It wouldn't be easy, but he knew he could win. Not even those loyal to her jumping in would stand a chance if she were to be taken care of quickly, especially with Crowspot missing. His eyes sharpen, claws dig into the stony soil, but the only thing curbing his edge to battle was that Softtail will no doubt get hurt in the scramble. You are no longer simply a cat, Storm. You cannot live a normal life, not that you would be rejected. You will choose for yourself, to reject what you call home. Blacksong's mews echo back to him, and he knows that Glenclan is only home to him because Softtail is in it.

"Gathering herbs, cute likely story." Foxstar mocks Mothpaw.
Hawkface relaxes and takes several pawsteps toward Foxstar, his demenour calm. He towered over her, having always been a large built and tell cat. "I warn you now Foxstar, our ancestors have spoken to me since I was a warrior, and they continue to speak to me now. You will pay dearly for the pain you have caused, and for the destruction of Glenclan. We will find new territory, where prey and herbs are plentiful, while you will begin to suffer. Prey will scatter like seeds in the wind, herbs will die with no one to care for them. And at the end of Leaf-bare, you will lose your last life." His gaze was calm as he spoke. These weren't his words, and any cat would be able to tell. He looked around him, drawing up to his full height. "Cats of what was once Glenclan, I speak to you now the words of our ancestors. By next Leaf-Fall, we will return to take those who are willing to a new and better home."

Nettleclaw
September 6th, 2017, 10:41 PM
Hawkface relaxes and takes several pawsteps toward Foxstar, his demenour calm. He towered over her, having always been a large built and tell cat. "I warn you now Foxstar, our ancestors have spoken to me since I was a warrior, and they continue to speak to me now. You will pay dearly for the pain you have caused, and for the destruction of Glenclan. We will find new territory, where prey and herbs are plentiful, while you will begin to suffer. Prey will scatter like seeds in the wind, herbs will die with no one to care for them. And at the end of Leaf-bare, you will lose your last life." His gaze was calm as he spoke. These weren't his words, and any cat would be able to tell. He looked around him, drawing up to his full height. "Cats of what was once Glenclan, I speak to you now the words of our ancestors. By next Leaf-Fall, we will return to take those who are willing to a new and better home."

A quiet chatter rises from the clan, Mothpaw purrs at the news and that there is at least some reaction.

Foxstar spits, "Starclan, ancestors, I tire of your rubbish." She steps back from Hawkface, "We have always followed our own path, no clan of dead cats is going to dictate how we live and whether or not we survive!" She mews, fully aware of what she's saying, but her eyes faulter and Stormbreeze catches on.

"Haven't you heard? You should always listen to the medicine cat." Strombreeze growls, "Your right to be afraid, Blacksong would be disappointed that you've become so emotional."

Foxstar hisses at Stormbreeze. She had nearly lost her temper and attacked, but a strong voice turned everyone's head. "Enough!" Crowspot pushes his way through the crowd and to Foxstar's side, "Enough about Starclan and enough about Blacksong. We are Glenclan, and they are the past." Only a little smaller than Hawkface, Crowspot looks right into his eyes like he's no big threat, "And the past is dead."

Mothpaw pads towards Stormbreze, only enough to observe Crowspot's injuries. Blood caked his fur on his right hindleg and side, his left ear even more torn away than it was before. And light colored fur covered his body in small patches against his pitch black hue.

Foxstar takes a breath to contain herself and began grooming her mate's shoulder, "It's about time you came back."

Raggedclaw
September 7th, 2017, 02:52 AM
A quiet chatter rises from the clan, Mothpaw purrs at the news and that there is at least some reaction.

Foxstar spits, "Starclan, ancestors, I tire of your rubbish." She steps back from Hawkface, "We have always followed our own path, no clan of dead cats is going to dictate how we live and whether or not we survive!" She mews, fully aware of what she's saying, but her eyes faulter and Stormbreeze catches on.

"Haven't you heard? You should always listen to the medicine cat." Strombreeze growls, "Your right to be afraid, Blacksong would be disappointed that you've become so emotional."

Foxstar hisses at Stormbreeze. She had nearly lost her temper and attacked, but a strong voice turned everyone's head. "Enough!" Crowspot pushes his way through the crowd and to Foxstar's side, "Enough about Starclan and enough about Blacksong. We are Glenclan, and they are the past." Only a little smaller than Hawkface, Crowspot looks right into his eyes like he's no big threat, "And the past is dead."

Mothpaw pads towards Stormbreze, only enough to observe Crowspot's injuries. Blood caked his fur on his right hindleg and side, his left ear even more torn away than it was before. And light colored fur covered his body in small patches against his pitch black hue.

Foxstar takes a breath to contain herself and began grooming her mate's shoulder, "It's about time you came back."
Hawkface tilted his head. A dangerous light shined in his eyes, one only Stormbreeze and senior warriors would recognize. "Crowspot. You've always been a stray warrior. Never one to liste or follow the warrior code. One day, you will die by my claws." He narrowed his eyes. "And I will relish every moment your blood spills." Softtail shivered at Hawkface's cold tone. She had never heard the old cat sound that way.

Nettleclaw
September 12th, 2017, 10:36 PM
Hawkface tilted his head. A dangerous light shined in his eyes, one only Stormbreeze and senior warriors would recognize. "Crowspot. You've always been a stray warrior. Never one to liste or follow the warrior code. One day, you will die by my claws." He narrowed his eyes. "And I will relish every moment your blood spills." Softtail shivered at Hawkface's cold tone. She had never heard the old cat sound that way.

Stormbreeze was suprised to hear such a thing from the old cat, which is a hard task in itself. Prophecy or not, only he knows what Crowspot is capable of.Theres no way thats happening... He ponders.

Crowspot, though, seems unbothered, and Foxstar is looking more and more irritated. "I think its about time we see you off." Crowspot mews, "A threat to Foxstar is a threat to the clan. You are no longer welcome in our territory, but worry not."

"I've already decided where you will make your new home." Foxstar waves her tail, "You've plotted to take my life, so ive thought it reasonable to give you the same hospitality. The snowy expanse sounds like a nice place."

That pleasured look in her eyes made Stormbreeze growl in defiance. "Where stars endlessly fall from the sky... You think a little frost is going to end us?!" He takes a pawstep back, brushing his tail against Softtail's side with worry.

Raggedclaw
September 12th, 2017, 11:04 PM
Stormbreeze was suprised to hear such a thing from the old cat, which is a hard task in itself. Prophecy or not, only he knows what Crowspot is capable of.Theres no way thats happening... He ponders.

Crowspot, though, seems unbothered, and Foxstar is looking more and more irritated. "I think its about time we see you off." Crowspot mews, "A threat to Foxstar is a threat to the clan. You are no longer welcome in our territory, but worry not."

"I've already decided where you will make your new home." Foxstar waves her tail, "You've plotted to take my life, so ive thought it reasonable to give you the same hospitality. The snowy expanse sounds like a nice place."

That pleasured look in her eyes made Stormbreeze growl in defiance. "Where stars endlessly fall from the sky... You think a little frost is going to end us?!" He takes a pawstep back, brushing his tail against Softtail's side with worry.
Hawkface stuck his tail out in front of Stormbreeze, giving a small shake of his head. He looked out over the clan, taking on his usual calm air. "We will go quietly, and any cat who wishes to help rebuild and renew our clan is welcome to join us. I have never been wrong before."

Nettleclaw
September 12th, 2017, 11:48 PM
Hawkface stuck his tail out in front of Stormbreeze, giving a small shake of his head. He looked out over the clan, taking on his usual calm air. "We will go quietly, and any cat who wishes to help rebuild and renew our clan is welcome to join us. I have never been wrong before."

The cats turn their heads to one another, contemplating Hawkface's suicidal invitation. "By all means," Crowspot unwelcomingly adds, "If you still believe in the old ways, come on then. It'll save us from having to pick you out ourselves when your time comes."

...No one comes forward. As if in a trance, Spottedpaw takes a kittenstep towards the group, but she snaps out of it when Mothpaw suddenly yowls out, "Mom! Mom, where are you?!"

It suddendly occurs to Stormbreeze that there would be no way Mothpaw's mother would stand for this, much less leave him to die. He scans the crowd, expecting her to be pushing her way through to them by now. "Clifftail?" he calls out and ends up catching Crowspot's attention.

"Feh!" Crowspot spits, then addresses the clan, "Keep them surrounded, we follow the river all the way to it's source." He stands and stares down Mothpaw with a hiss, "She's made her decision. Now move!"

Mothpaw silences himself. He didnt want to believe it, but it really was him and Clifftail fighting last night. He didnt want to think about what he couldve meant. If anything, he was proud of the damage she dealt to Crowspot, though suprised he wasnt limping from how bad his hindleg looked.

Some of the cats stay behind, which means the rest surrounding and forcing them along truly has thier devotion misplaced. Stormbreeze still seeks the opportunity to escape, but though he doesnt hold that much faith with Hawkface's mews, he finds it best to just go quietly as he said.

Raggedclaw
September 13th, 2017, 01:13 AM
The cats turn their heads to one another, contemplating Hawkface's suicidal invitation. "By all means," Crowspot unwelcomingly adds, "If you still believe in the old ways, come on then. It'll save us from having to pick you out ourselves when your time comes."

...No one comes forward. As if in a trance, Spottedpaw takes a kittenstep towards the group, but she snaps out of it when Mothpaw suddenly yowls out, "Mom! Mom, where are you?!"

It suddendly occurs to Stormbreeze that there would be no way Mothpaw's mother would stand for this, much less leave him to die. He scans the crowd, expecting her to be pushing her way through to them by now. "Clifftail?" he calls out and ends up catching Crowspot's attention.

"Feh!" Crowspot spits, then addresses the clan, "Keep them surrounded, we follow the river all the way to it's source." He stands and stares down Mothpaw with a hiss, "She's made her decision. Now move!"

Mothpaw silences himself. He didnt want to believe it, but it really was him and Clifftail fighting last night. He didnt want to think about what he couldve meant. If anything, he was proud of the damage she dealt to Crowspot, though suprised he wasnt limping from how bad his hindleg looked.

Some of the cats stay behind, which means the rest surrounding and forcing them along truly has thier devotion misplaced. Stormbreeze still seeks the opportunity to escape, but though he doesnt hold that much faith with Hawkface's mews, he finds it best to just go quietly as he said.
Hawkface walked with his head and tail held high, showing in every inch of his pelt the confidence he had. Softtail stuck close to Stormbreeze, limping along. She gave a quiet whimper and nuzzled Stormbreeze to calm her fear.

Nettleclaw
September 26th, 2017, 09:27 AM
Hawkface walked with his head and tail held high, showing in every inch of his pelt the confidence he had. Softtail stuck close to Stormbreeze, limping along. She gave a quiet whimper and nuzzled Stormbreeze to calm her fear.

It had become mid-day when the forest was finally behind them, entering a snow-covered plain where time seems to have stopped. The stream they followed is now frozen to a standstill, and there isn't a single tree or boulder in sight. Paws dragging along, the snow deepens and sky turns grey, and once the stars began falling from the gloomy darkness above.

Many were in awe of this cursed plateau, but only because they knew they weren't staying any longer.

"Here is where we part ways." Foxstar mews, clearly bothered by this harsh environment. "Anything you want to say to me, dear Stormbreeze? You've been quiet the whole way."

Stormbreeze ignores her, putting all of his focus on tending to Softtail. If anything he hoped she's jealous at least, but rubbing it in might mean a scolding from Hawkface, and this just isn't the time or place for bickering.

"If you return, we will kill you outright." Blackcrow mews, looking particularly at Hawkface. "You'd best get moving."

Raggedclaw
September 26th, 2017, 09:36 AM
It had become mid-day when the forest was finally behind them, entering a snow-covered plain where time seems to have stopped. The stream they followed is now frozen to a standstill, and there isn't a single tree or boulder in sight. Paws dragging along, the snow deepens and sky turns grey, and once the stars began falling from the gloomy darkness above.

Many were in awe of this cursed plateau, but only because they knew they weren't staying any longer.

"Here is where we part ways." Foxstar mews, clearly bothered by this harsh environment. "Anything you want to say to me, dear Stormbreeze? You've been quiet the whole way."

Stormbreeze ignores her, putting all of his focus on tending to Softtail. If anything he hoped she's jealous at least, but rubbing it in might mean a scolding from Hawkface, and this just isn't the time or place for bickering.

"If you return, we will kill you outright." Blackcrow mews, looking particularly at Hawkface. "You'd best get moving."
Hawkface sneered at the other cat and swept his tail around as a signal for the other three to follow him as he made his way through the snow, using his broad body to carve a path for the others.

Nettleclaw
September 26th, 2017, 10:12 AM
Hawkface sneered at the other cat and swept his tail around as a signal for the other three to follow him as he made his way through the snow, using his broad body to carve a path for the others.

Everyone else turns away, back into the barely visible, distant trees. "Say hi to your ancestors for me, and good riddance!" Of course Foxstar had to have the last say.

Mothpaw, trialing right behind Hawkface, speaks up. "Can't we go back anyway? There's gotta be somewhere we can hide."

"You don't understand." Stormbreeze shakes his head, "Trust me, Crowspot will find us. There's nowhere to go from this place but up."

Mothpaw stammers to a halt and sneezes. "Bleck... Hawkface, are we... really going to be alright?" It's rare to find Mothpaw without a sense of direction, especially with his mentor by his side.

Raggedclaw
September 27th, 2017, 12:16 AM
Everyone else turns away, back into the barely visible, distant trees. "Say hi to your ancestors for me, and good riddance!" Of course Foxstar had to have the last say.

Mothpaw, trialing right behind Hawkface, speaks up. "Can't we go back anyway? There's gotta be somewhere we can hide."

"You don't understand." Stormbreeze shakes his head, "Trust me, Crowspot will find us. There's nowhere to go from this place but up."

Mothpaw stammers to a halt and sneezes. "Bleck... Hawkface, are we... really going to be alright?" It's rare to find Mothpaw without a sense of direction, especially with his mentor by his side.
"Yes Mothpaw. I Saw quite clearly. We must keep pushing forward until we find them." Hawkface was totally serious as he kept pushing forward, clearing the path with his broad shoulders. Softtail was completely confused by his words, but didn't voice that.

Nettleclaw
September 27th, 2017, 12:44 AM
"Yes Mothpaw. I Saw quite clearly. We must keep pushing forward until we find them." Hawkface was totally serious as he kept pushing forward, clearing the path with his broad shoulders. Softtail was completely confused by his words, but didn't voice that.

Them? Stormbreeze thought,Who could possibly live out here? The wind began to pick up, whirling the crystal dust into a blinding wall. And not a moment too late, ahead stand tall trees with green bristles. Just like their own forest, but more open and spread out with no other plants, bouldets, or any sort of life in sight.

One such tree lie uprooted, making a sizable makeshift den for them.

Raggedclaw
September 27th, 2017, 07:56 AM
Them? Stormbreeze thought,Who could possibly live out here? The wind began to pick up, whirling the crystal dust into a blinding wall. And not a moment too late, ahead stand tall trees with green bristles. Just like their own forest, but more open and spread out with no other plants, bouldets, or any sort of life in sight.

One such tree lie uprooted, making a sizable makeshift den for them.
Spotting this, Hawkface changed direction, making his way toward the tree. He ignored the cold that was seeping into his fur as he made it to the makeshift den. He turned around and looked back at the other three, waiting.

Nettleclaw
October 2nd, 2017, 10:47 PM
Spotting this, Hawkface changed direction, making his way toward the tree. He ignored the cold that was seeping into his fur as he made it to the makeshift den. He turned around and looked back at the other three, waiting.

Mothpaw barrels in after Hawkface, shaking and grooming away the ice trapped in his fur.

Strombreeze guides Softtail in first, using his long, thick fur to block the wind from pushing her in. "Are you alright?" he mews, gently grooming snow from behind her ears.

The snow in here is only as high as their paws, much easier to move around, but there isnt much room. Stormbreeze's ears touch the soily ceiling, and even though light is coming in more than the snow is, it doesnt feel any warmer.

"So, what now?" Mothpaw looks outside, then to his mentor, feeling that Hawkface has to have all of the answers.

Raggedclaw
October 3rd, 2017, 08:45 AM
Mothpaw barrels in after Hawkface, shaking and grooming away the ice trapped in his fur.

Strombreeze guides Softtail in first, using his long, thick fur to block the wind from pushing her in. "Are you alright?" he mews, gently grooming snow from behind her ears.

The snow in here is only as high as their paws, much easier to move around, but there isnt much room. Stormbreeze's ears touch the soily ceiling, and even though light is coming in more than the snow is, it doesnt feel any warmer.

"So, what now?" Mothpaw looks outside, then to his mentor, feeling that Hawkface has to have all of the answers.
Hawkface looked out over the Expanse in silence for a moment. He was deep in thought so it took him a bit to answer the question. "The snow fall has calmed some. We need prey, and hopefully any herbs we can find. But before that we need to reenforce this den with the snow. Fill in any holes, make it a bit more secure. It'll help trap the heat." His voice, while authoritive held an edge meant to calm their fears as well. "We will be fine, I swear it on Starclan."

Nettleclaw
October 3rd, 2017, 02:06 PM
Hawkface looked out over the Expanse in silence for a moment. He was deep in thought so it took him a bit to answer the question. "The snow fall has calmed some. We need prey, and hopefully any herbs we can find. But before that we need to reenforce this den with the snow. Fill in any holes, make it a bit more secure. It'll help trap the heat." His voice, while authoritive held an edge meant to calm their fears as well. "We will be fine, I swear it on Starclan."

Mothpaw hops to it, licking pads warm before plowing the snow around. He certainly seemed happy to be doing something, but Stormbreeze felt he couldn't be that inspired in this mess, not without his mother around.

"I'm going to head out now and see what I can find." Stormbreeze mewed, "Im warm enough to wander a little longer, the sooner I can bring anything back, the better, right?"

"W-Wait," Mothpaw bats Stormbreeze's hindleg, "You can't go alone! Help me with the den, then I can come with you."

"No, Mothpaw," Stormbreeze mews sternly, "I can take care of myself, but I can't take care of you too. I need you to watch Softtail and your elder over there." He gestures to Hawkface. "Listen to Starclan, it's what you all do best."

Raggedclaw
October 4th, 2017, 12:14 PM
Mothpaw hops to it, licking pads warm before plowing the snow around. He certainly seemed happy to be doing something, but Stormbreeze felt he couldn't be that inspired in this mess, not without his mother around.

"I'm going to head out now and see what I can find." Stormbreeze mewed, "Im warm enough to wander a little longer, the sooner I can bring anything back, the better, right?"

"W-Wait," Mothpaw bats Stormbreeze's hindleg, "You can't go alone! Help me with the den, then I can come with you."

"No, Mothpaw," Stormbreeze mews sternly, "I can take care of myself, but I can't take care of you too. I need you to watch Softtail and your elder over there." He gestures to Hawkface. "Listen to Starclan, it's what you all do best."
Glancing back at the now sleeping Softtail, Hawkface stepped up beside Stormbreeze. He looked out over the snow covered land, scattered with a bush here or there but otherwise quiet and empty. "...Be careful. Keep an eye out for juniper, and borage. That's what we will need most...Don't be afraid to accept help if you find it either."

Nettleclaw
November 3rd, 2017, 09:47 PM
"Right." Stormbreeze mews, taking a deep breath before treading his way through the snow.

Mothpaw's ears drop, "There he goes..." He licks his paws and continues clawing away the snow. "Will he really be alright alone? Hes going to come back this time?"

~

Stormbreeze soon happens upon the opportunity to find... something? He reaches a custer of trees and starts sniffing around for anything useful. "Why am I even trying?" He mews to himself, convinced that nothing could survive in such dire straits. "Its already taken miracles to survive this long, itll take many more to get us out. Just how dire is Starclan to keep a dead clan going?"

But as he sifted through the snow, his nose did catch a scent! One that alarmed him, but before he could react, it poked its head from under the snow. A young, white fox with reddish blue eyes flipped its ears in his direction and yipped at him.

Raggedclaw
December 2nd, 2017, 07:35 AM
"Right." Stormbreeze mews, taking a deep breath before treading his way through the snow.

Mothpaw's ears drop, "There he goes..." He licks his paws and continues clawing away the snow. "Will he really be alright alone? Hes going to come back this time?"

~

Stormbreeze soon happens upon the opportunity to find... something? He reaches a custer of trees and starts sniffing around for anything useful. "Why am I even trying?" He mews to himself, convinced that nothing could survive in such dire straits. "Its already taken miracles to survive this long, itll take many more to get us out. Just how dire is Starclan to keep a dead clan going?"

But as he sifted through the snow, his nose did catch a scent! One that alarmed him, but before he could react, it poked its head from under the snow. A young, white fox with reddish blue eyes flipped its ears in his direction and yipped at him.
"He will." Hawkface said with confidence, and a bit of amusement. "And with something else in tow." He spoke with certainty as he turned to the Softtail and sniffed her stomach. "Mothpaw come here. Your paws are smaller and far more gentle then mine."

Nettleclaw
December 2nd, 2017, 09:20 AM
"He will." Hawkface said with confidence, and a bit of amusement. "And with something else in tow." He spoke with certainty as he turned to the Softtail and sniffed her stomach. "Mothpaw come here. Your paws are smaller and far more gentle then mine."

Mothpaw heeds his mentor and pads to Hawkface's side. He purred, seeing Softtail sleeping soundly despite the cold, though she does look a little tense.

~

Stormbreeze took a defensive stance, slowly backing away with a hiss. The fox tilted his head at him and dived back beneath the snow. Not trusting the situation, Stormbreeze keeps his eyes on the hole in the snow and backtracks, but then the fox returns, holding someone by the scruff. His eyes widened in disbelief, it's Spottedpaw, hanging unconscious from the fox's maw. "What did you do to her!" Stormbreeze growled and hissed.

The fox lowered his head, ears folding back at Stormbreeze's harsh mewls. It came a little close, sniffing at him, then mewled softly, "Come." Suprised, Stormbreeze watched the cat-speaking fox dash passed him. "H-Hey! Get back here with Spottedpaw!"

Raggedclaw
December 2nd, 2017, 11:29 AM
Mothpaw heeds his mentor and pads to Hawkface's side. He purred, seeing Softtail sleeping soundly despite the cold, though she does look a little tense.

~

Stormbreeze took a defensive stance, slowly backing away with a hiss. The fox tilted his head at him and dived back beneath the snow. Not trusting the situation, Stormbreeze keeps his eyes on the hole in the snow and backtracks, but then the fox returns, holding someone by the scruff. His eyes widened in disbelief, it's Spottedpaw, hanging unconscious from the fox's maw. "What did you do to her!" Stormbreeze growled and hissed.

The fox lowered his head, ears folding back at Stormbreeze's harsh mewls. It came a little close, sniffing at him, then mewled softly, "Come." Suprised, Stormbreeze watched the cat-speaking fox dash passed him. "H-Hey! Get back here with Spottedpaw!"
"Be careful now, and feel her stomach. She is far enough along now that we should be able to get a rough idea of how many there are." Hawkface sat at Softtail's head, his tail wrapped around his paws as he watched Mothpaw. "We may be alone, but you are still my apprentice. I will continue to teach you what I know."

Nettleclaw
December 5th, 2017, 04:25 PM
"Be careful now, and feel her stomach. She is far enough along now that we should be able to get a rough idea of how many there are." Hawkface sat at Softtail's head, his tail wrapped around his paws as he watched Mothpaw. "We may be alone, but you are still my apprentice. I will continue to teach you what I know."

Mothpaw, afraid to accidently wake Softtail, grazed his left paw through her belly fur. His paw just skimming her skin, he tries to move in as much of a massaging motion as he could. He feels a very slight bulge, a head or shoulder he guessed. Imagining the full sized kits still in Softtail's belly gave him a refreshed sense of wonder.

"She's pretty big, Hawkface," Mothpaw purred, "Mom was big too, even though she just had me and my sis. What if she only has two too? Can we really tell just by feeling?"

Raggedclaw
December 5th, 2017, 07:20 PM
Mothpaw, afraid to accidently wake Softtail, grazed his left paw through her belly fur. His paw just skimming her skin, he tries to move in as much of a massaging motion as he could. He feels a very slight bulge, a head or shoulder he guessed. Imagining the full sized kits still in Softtail's belly gave him a refreshed sense of wonder.

"She's pretty big, Hawkface," Mothpaw purred, "Mom was big too, even though she just had me and my sis. What if she only has two too? Can we really tell just by feeling?"
"Its just a slight guessing game on if you are right or not. Sometimes you can be a bit off. With you and your sister though, I was right on the dot. I expected two kits would be born, and I was right."

Nettleclaw
December 6th, 2017, 01:22 PM
"Its just a slight guessing game on if you are right or not. Sometimes you can be a bit off. With you and your sister though, I was right on the dot. I expected two kits would be born, and I was right."

"Of course you were right, even if it was a guess." Mothpaw flips his tail, trying to give shape to his discoveries along Softtail's belly. "Because Starclan told you, right? Starclan tells you everything."

Raggedclaw
December 7th, 2017, 01:50 AM
"Of course you were right, even if it was a guess." Mothpaw flips his tail, trying to give shape to his discoveries along Softtail's belly. "Because Starclan told you, right? Starclan tells you everything."
"Wrong." Hawkface shakes his head. "I am not some perfect cat. Starclan does not tell me everything, only what they wish to, and only what I need to know. It was very much a guess."

Nettleclaw
December 12th, 2017, 07:49 PM
"Wrong." Hawkface shakes his head. "I am not some perfect cat. Starclan does not tell me everything, only what they wish to, and only what I need to know. It was very much a guess."

"Oh." Mothpaw tilts his head. He didn't sound disappointed, but his eyes flickered as if he were pondering what Hawkface could've meant. "I think there might be two this time too." He flips his ears, "Just a guess."

The sound of crunching snow finds its way into the snow den, quickly escalating in volume. Assuming it's Fleetear, Mothpaw pads close to the entrance, hoping that his uncle's quick pace meant that he's got good news.

Raggedclaw
December 13th, 2017, 12:00 AM
"Oh." Mothpaw tilts his head. He didn't sound disappointed, but his eyes flickered as if he were pondering what Hawkface could've meant. "I think there might be two this time too." He flips his ears, "Just a guess."

The sound of crunching snow finds its way into the snow den, quickly escalating in volume. Assuming it's Fleetear, Mothpaw pads close to the entrance, hoping that his uncle's quick pace meant that he's got good news.
Hawkface stuck out his tail, stopping Mothpaw before he reached the entrance. He stepped in front of him, eyes narrowed slightly. He half hoped he would be wrong about what fate was to befall him, but he would only be sure once he saw whom ever approached.

Nettleclaw
December 14th, 2017, 04:10 PM
Hawkface stuck out his tail, stopping Mothpaw before he reached the entrance. He stepped in front of him, eyes narrowed slightly. He half hoped he would be wrong about what fate was to befall him, but he would only be sure once he saw whom ever approached.

Mothpaw came to an unsteady halt. Concerned by his mentor's sudden action, he backs up to Softtail and squeaks, "Huh? Hawkface, what's wro-"

The fox comes to a sudden halt outside their den, it's eyes first meeting with Hawkface. Mothpaw chirps in suprise and shuffles back, turning the fox's attention to him. "S-Spottedpaw?" Mothpaw almost yowled, his sibling hanging from the predator's maw.