Warrior Cats Online - [Rejected] Pricklestep

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In their presence, any cat would feel small.

Keen eyes gaze at you, judging you for your worth. You know you are not the first cat to come here - nor will you be the last. But you've come with a mission, and all you have to do is sell yourself.

"What makes you stand out from the rest of the cats who want another chance?"

Pricklestep

Pricklestep looked around as he stood up and looked around so more he couldn't feel the presence of his mate which made him extremely worried. "Moonfoot?" he mumbled not hearing a reply as he felt a wave of emotions hit him. Anger, Sadness, Happiness so many swirling in his mind he didn't know what to do. He felt small and tall at the same time he took a deep breath as he gave himself a quick brisk lick on his chest. He felt eyes on him eyes he couldn't see but eyes who could see him so he spoke hopefully there's eyes had ears hopefully. That was a strong word but it felt right. Hearing a voice that spoke to him about a second chance he stood tall. "Greetings Im Pricklestep of Riverclan its a pleasure to be meeting you." he meowed formally as he stood his ground. "If you could lend me your ears I will tell you why." he took a deep breath he needed his words to be smooth and elegant. Persuasive that was the word. "The reason I came and to speak with you is that I want to live again with the love of my life!" he took a breath. "I want to go back down and feel the grass on my paws again and defend my clan again like I have done over and over again it makes me feel happy to fight for what I think its right for Riverclan, I never broken the warrior code and supported and neutrated Riverclan kits and apprentices training them to be the best they could ever be!" he swished his tail. "I know of the many motherless and Fatherless kits of Starclan but please hear my words I want to bear the children of my own seeing them grow to be the best warrior that they could ever be! I want to feel the love and support of my clan mates around me I want to feel every season and weather see the feeling of sadness, anger,happiness I want to fulfill my life to the fullest is which I think I should go back down." Pricklestep looked around and raised his head high. ""If I am granted a second chance, I hope that I will be able to help guide my clans pawsteps and see my friends and my family again and maybe raise on of my own." he nodded his head. "I hope you listened to my words" he stood and waited for a reply from the ranks of Starclan.

Rowanmist
Former RiverClan Warrior || Current StarClan Warden.
@Beanz || @/ || @/

Well...he didn't know what to make of it. The tabby simply sat there as he'd appeared about halfway through the tom's speech. Well...appeared as in the other could see him. Flopped ears twitched as he took some time to pick apart...well to pick apart...."This statement's sheer selfishness..." he uttered aloud. Letting out a little 'op!' once he'd realized.

Rowanmist let out a chuckle, and sat himself down. "Erm uh, in lighter terms. This is nothing but selfish desire. What do we have to gain from letting you return alive? Hm? So far it just seems like we'd give you a nice juicy mouse while we starve...doesn't seem fair." a gentle smile. A sweet smile. A smile that hid a hint of wickedness. "You aren't the only one who desires to experience the land of the living again and yet...here you are asking for something that is usually unatainable. Why should we? What did you do for RiverClan that deserves your rebirth? You want to raise a family? Feel the breeze on your fur?" a pause as the StarClanner steps forwards his smile gentle still, eyes shining with distaste. He wasn't put on the Wardens simply because he was a nearby candidate. No. He's not squishy, he's not merciful.

Well, not in a normal sense. "So does all those who have perished long before you, so what I'm hearing from you is all you'll do is laze about and enjoy what life has to offer? You aren't worthy of a new life. Convince me otherwise."

Yet another RiverClanner coming to lay claim to their sorry life for equally sorry reasons. Goosefury melted out of the surrounding stars once Rowanmist had finished speaking, single green eye trained on Pricklestep.

"I'd rather claw my own ears off than listen to another word out of your mouth," he bit out. "Rowanmist is right - nothing but selfishness. RiverClan doesn't revolve around you, and maybe I'd be a bit less harsh if you were aware of that. But despite falling in battle and ending your life with honor, you still somehow deem it fit to return to lead a life that is nothing if not entirely self-centered."

Goosefury sniffed. "If you want to guide your Clanmates, you can do it just fine from here. What's keeping you?"

[ @Beanz @Starfall @/warden ]

Lichenflood
Darkforest

Materialising from the fog the colossal, dark tabby tom made himself know, verdant hues settling weightedly on the Riverclan warrior as he took his seat, a shadowy presence amongst his starry counterparts - thick banded tail lashing in annoyance… he had waited for the other two to speak and he had very little past that to say - selfish. White muzzle contorted into a half smirk as he allowed cool tones to slip from his maw, “How very honourable of you that you want to start a family,” he purred snarkly, “but your mate is here, to me it seems you wish to return to life out of blatant disregard to the fact that she herself may not be granted a chance at a second life… I did everything to reunite with my mate when they died and now we are stars apart, yet you who walks the stars along her side are ungrateful or simply too blind to see how idealistic your current situation is. You want to feel the grass crush beneath your paws and feel the breeze ruffle your fur, every dead cat does, you are not special. Furthering it all you refuse the kits of Starclan for your own blood. What makes your blood the redemption of Riverclan when you can do all the guidance you feel grants you the right to life here,” verdant hues flick over his starry counterparts once more before he states his current opinion, the same as theirs, “Your current reasoning rest in your own selfish desires and I will not grant you a new life when even now you are ungrateful of just how well you have it, convince me otherwise that your argument houses anything other than selfishness in your words.” In all honesty he was irked, this feline was selfish and ungrateful and he would not have it.

{ @Beanz ~ Pricklestep }
{ @Starfall ~ Rowanmist } { @dino. ~ Goosefury }

[ bumping @Beanz:! if there's no response by 4/30 prickle will be automatically rejected ]

"Clearly, you have no respect for their time." These grating words rang out effortlessly in the silence of the clearing, smoldering eyes following them to rest on Pricklestep's frame as a silhouette emerged from the shadowy brush. "But I suppose no one would be surprised, considering the lack of intelligence that resulted in your own death. Cat got your tongue, since those miserable words you croaked out did not sway your judges so easily? Now that your intent has been picked apart and questioned like the rot it is? Get the hell out of our sight, it's a no until you get your dung together."

A swish of Brokenstar's tail would dismiss the Wardens. Maybe Pricklestep could try again someday - but he'd better be ready to defend his appeal.

[ @Beanz: mainly ;; ] [ @Starfall, @ellie, @dino. Marking this as REJECTED ]