RiverClan Warriors' Den

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

"Do you want to go hunting or swimming?" The soft furred warrior asks softly.

WinterHeart nodded and sat up, stretching her legs. “Sure. I’d love too. I need to get out. Been slacking all day.” She’d Look over at her and smile, her tail wagging.

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by SpottedPaww

WinterHeart nodded and sat up, stretching her legs. “Sure. I’d love too. I need to get out. Been slacking all day.” She’d Look over at her and smile, her tail wagging.

Mothsong smiles at Winterheart, standing. "Then let us go?" She mews softly.

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

Mothsong smiles at Winterheart, standing. "Then let us go?" She mews softly.

WinterHeart nodded, padding out of the den, feeling the breeze from the water afar. “Ah. The airs so cool and chill from the water!”

[Spartan-117]

@SpottedPaww
(Do you want me to post in the territory?)

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

@SpottedPaww
(Do you want me to post in the territory?)

(Yes. Also, commaful)

[Spartan-117]

@SpottedPaww
(M'k.)

[Serenitystar]

Winterstorm ran back to the den to get a mossball she planned to give the kits, and she would give it to them after hunting.

[taillow]

Otterfluff
Tired from the previous days events, Otterfluff took a little snooze in the warriors den.

[ closed ]

[littlelove]

Morninglily curled tighter into a ball as the argument outside at the clan meeting raged on. They were talking about Stormtalon, and about her. She wished it would be her memory they were disrespecting out there instead of his. She could almost imagine his reaction at the idea of half the clan defending his honor, saying he died a hero... but as soon as his face bubbled up into her mind, it melted into an enigmatic mess of grey solid and tabby patches. His eyes shifted between green and amber.

How easily could she forget faces? She forgot a lot of things easily. Her mind liked to fool herright itself too - sometimes she could swear that she stood by, right as rain, as Stormtalon was whisked away remember how you sunk your own claws into your sides? did you really do that? did you really?? did you really? did you?.

She sighed, burying her face into her paws. She had to figure it out. The sick feeling in her belly would never go away otherwise.

[open? i shouldnt be doing more open posts ugh]

[starry]

| @littlelove |

Flintstrike was getting to his paws, about to enter the clearing. Although he could hear the shouts, he did not want to miss a clan meeting. Annoyingly though, the meeting had disturbed his peaceful slumber - how disrespectful. He'd heard the name of his former mentor Blizzardwind though, and Oaksong calling him out for whatever, and wanted to witness and step in if need be. Then he noticed a young molly. Morninglily, right? She was curled up with no apparent interest in anything.

Honestly though, he couldn't blame her. The meeting were always chaotic and stressful, and he yearned for a leader who could finally get the clan together. Not that he had anything against Skystar, no, but this always happened. Cloverpaw and Oaksong, weren't they related? Maybe these were all family troubles. Letting out a light chuckle, the large grey senior warrior surveyed Morninglily. Actually, she didn't seem bored, but... sad.

Emotions. Flintstrike couldn't handle them well. Still, there was a cat in need and the grump felt the urge to say... something. He was not sociable nor did he like being distracted from his usual day, but it was worth a try. "Morninglily?" he asked roughly. "Is everything alright?"