RiverClan Elders' Den

[stardust.]

(Creamfrost)

Creamfrost decided to walk into the elders den to get Brittleshore's advice, "What do you think I should do to stop my brother from being in love" Stormpelt, his brother was around camp somewhere, at least that is what he thought...
Brightlight

[Brightlight]

-Horsepaw-


The tom walked into the den with fresh moss and started forming a bed, he removed the rocks from underneath the bed, these retired warriors deserved their rest. He gritted his teeth, he just wanted to e a warrior again! No. He couldn't think like that, this was his fault. He deserved this...or did he? All he did was love her, but that's a crime a betrayal of the clan, so it didn't matter anymore.


He exited the den, and walked in back in a few minutes later with a piece of moss soaked in moss ball. "Anybody need their ticks removed?"


spade Brightlight Beancat Pixila
(Creamfrost)

Creamfrost decided to walk into the elders den to get Brittleshore's advice, "What do you think I should do to stop my brother from being in love" Stormpelt, his brother was around camp somewhere, at least that is what he thought...
Brightlight

(Hope you all don't mind me combining the RPs! :heartbounce:)

--Brittleshore--

The grey elder lifted his head tiredly, curled up inside his nest. He blinked icy blue eyes awake. Ah, he could see two cats inside the Elder's Den. It seemed he had visitors. Brittleshore opened his maw in a yawn, revealing razor-sharp teeth that hadn't been dulled with age by any circumstance. Pushing his front paws out in front of him a stretching, Brittleshore felt himself slowly awaken. He turned his head, wondering why none of the other elders had taken up the young cat's offer. Brittleshore squinted at the cat, but he could not see him. He couldn't identify who it was. Ah, no matter, he would just avoid saying the cat's name.

"That's very kind of you to offer," Brittleshore meowed gently. "I could use some tick-removing, yes, if you don't mind." Settling down back into his nest, he watched, partly amused, as a she-cat- Creamfrost, was it? -padded up to him with absolute certainly and questioned him about her brother's love life. Brittleshore tipped his head to the side in thought, absentmindedly flicking his tail. "I'm afraid you're going to have to elaborate more on this situation, Creamfrost." He meowed, finally. "I would love to help you, but to do so I need more information. Perhaps, who has your brother fallen in love with? Why do you want to stop him?"

[stardust.]

Brightlight

(Creamfrost will not be responding as he has been exiled)

[beau]

It was a bit peculiar in the elder's den. It smelled kind of funny, and it seemed decently sized considering only a few cats lived in there. Saltkit's eyes were wide as they scanned the den. Really, it seemed huge, at least compared to the nursery. Good Starclan, it was getting crowded in the nursery. Hopefully she could graduate to the apprentices' den soon, though she had a sneaking suspicion that, considering the absurd number of apprentices crawling around the camp, the apprentices' den wouldn't be that much of an upgrade. Hmm.. maybe she could just stay in here. Surely a pawful of old cats didn't need this much room? And! Being a warrior was about being efficient, right? So what was with all of this.. this inefficient use of space?!

Unfortunately, most grown-ups were awfully boring, and she was fairly certain that Kestrelstar wouldn't be open-minded enough to enact her excellent idea. Maybe she could do it under the radar? No, the elders would tattle. Unless she buttered them up? But how do you bribe an elder? They didn't seem to care about anything other than fresh moss and tick removal. She refused to mess with that stinky bile, and while she had no qualms about sneaking out of camp for moss, it may look suspicious for a kit to show up with fresh moss. Oh! Oh, what had her father told her? The old cats liked telling stories! Right, she could sit for a story.

"Hello?" She reflexively scrunched her nose as she spoke. Talking was so stupid. Why did cats do it? It looked so dumb with the flapping mouths and expectant eyes, like the motions were supposed to mean something to her, but her father had said that talking was part of clan life, and he couldn't coddle her like her mother did. She guessed he was right, and even if she didn't think so, she wouldn't dare say he was wrong.

Brightlight

[Brightlight]

Naiad

--Brittleshore--

The grey elder lay sleeping in his nest, twitching his tail every now and then as he dreamed about green-leaf, when he could go swimming and the water wouldn't be so cold. But then a voice broke through his dream and Brittleshore rose, blinking blearily as he tried to clear his vision. Using his front paws,Brittleshore pushing himself upright, albeit with some difficulty. He blinked the last of his sleep away and saw a little kit in the den. Ah, a visitor. The last time he had told a story, gosh. Brittleshore winced, reminding himself yet again that he had a promise to live up to.

"Hello, young one." Brittleshore called out to the little kit, lowering himself back down into his nest for optimal comfort. "May I ask why you are here? Is there anything you need?" Brittleshore just left it at that, deciding to save his voice for later. There was only one reason he knew why kits would come to the Elder's Den, and it wasn't to remove ticks. But Brittleshore had a strange feeling this little kit was here for more than just a story. He didn't know. Maybe it was just a feeling.

[Shade.]

Lizardfrost walked in with a whole lotta moss for the elders in her maw. She dropped it beside the entrance and walked away.

[bubble[error].]

~~Iceheart~~

{OPEN}

Iceheart hissed, wishing she could lash her tail. But her tail was broken same with her right hind paw so she couldn't walk right. She was lying in a nest near the opening out of the elder's den. Her stomach growled. When are those blasted apprentices coming?

[corgigirl]

Pebblepaw walked into the elder's den holding a large clump of fresh moss to replace some of the dirty moss of the elders and a trout. She spread it around to most of the elders, saving enough for one more and collected all of the dirty moss into a pile. She dropped the trout at Iceheart's feet and smiled widely. "I caught this one all by myself with Wolfsong today!" she mewed as she replaced the molly's mossy bedding.
Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

Pebblepaw walked into the elder's den holding a large clump of fresh moss to replace some of the dirty moss of the elders and a trout. She spread it around to most of the elders, saving enough for one more and collected all of the dirty moss into a pile. She dropped the trout at Iceheart's feet and smiled widely. "I caught this one all by myself with Wolfsong today!" she mewed as she replaced the molly's mossy bedding.
Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart looked at Pebblepaw with kind eyes. "Thank you, Pebblepaw." She mewed, picking up the trout. Trout was one of her favorite prey. Pebblepaw always knew what prey to catch. The elder had started losing her sense of sight and was slowly going blind. Same with her hearing. Soon, she would join StarClan. She hadn't told Pebblepaw yet. I won't be leaving for a good long time!

[corgigirl]

"Tell me a story, about when you were an apprentice," Pebblepaw mewed absentmindedly. She had always wondered what it was like in clan life when Iceheart was younger.
Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

"Tell me a story, about when you were an apprentice," Pebblepaw mewed absentmindedly. She had always wondered what it was like in clan life when Iceheart was younger.
Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart smiled. "Of course, my dear apprentice!" Iceheart rarely said things like that so that meant she was in a great mood. "Back when I was Icepaw, the Clan was still very strong. But there were many dangers lurking around the corner. Would you like to hear about the time I broke my tail, or when I got my warrior name?" The old molly hated talking about her broken tail. That tail break ended her warrior life. She hoped no one else had to go through the same pain she had to go through.

[corgigirl]

Pebblepaw though for a second and then decided, “Tell me about which every happened first. Then maybe you can tell me the other one!”
Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

Pebblepaw though for a second and then decided, “Tell me about which every happened first. Then maybe you can tell me the other one!”
Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart nodded. "Let's start with when I broke my paw. I was an apprentice. I was with my mentor that I forgot the name of. I was climbing a tree and I slipped off the branch and fell into the river. I tried to catch myself and slammed my right back paw on the rocks and snapped the bone in half. The medicine cat was unable to heal it. That almost ruined my future warrior life. But I was still made a warrior."

[corgigirl]

“How about now, what is it like?” Pebblepaw asked.

Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

“How about now, what is it like?” Pebblepaw asked.

Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart smiled. "Well, after I got my warrior name, I was only was a warrior for about six moons when I decided to retire early. I figured I couldn't handle the warrior job I had to do with my anxiety and depression issues." The elder remembered telling Kesteralstar that she wanted to become an elder because she was afraid she might not be able to do her normal warrior duties right and make others worry about her too much.

[corgigirl]

“I’m so sorry Iceheart. I never really knew why you became an elder so soon,” Pebblepaw exclaimed. She nuzzled up to the elder, and touched noses with her. She smiled, letting Iceheart know Pebblepaw was always there for her. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want too.”

Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

“I’m so sorry Iceheart. I never really knew why you became an elder so soon,” Pebblepaw exclaimed. She nuzzled up to the elder, and touched noses with her. She smiled, letting Iceheart know Pebblepaw was always there for her. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want too.”

Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart purred. "If you wish to hear it, I can tell it. But you must have other apprentice work to do." The elder wasn't gonna hold Pebblepaw back on her apprentice duties. "And one more thing." The molly mewed. "I have this feeling that I might join StarClan soon. I don't know when, but I have this feeling I'll be going to StarClan. But don't worry. That won't happen anytime soon."

[corgigirl]

Pebblepaw was about to leave when she heard what the elder said. She nuzzled up next to her one last time. “It’ll be ok.” She trotted out the exit and looked back with warm eyes and smiled.

Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

Pebblepaw was about to leave when she heard what the elder said. She nuzzled up next to her one last time. “It’ll be ok.” She trotted out the exit and looked back with warm eyes and smiled.

Leafspeaker

*Iceheart smiled*

[stardust.]

Oaksong walked into the den to visit her friend Iceheart, they had been inseperable since they were apprentices, "Hi Iceheart!" She mewed, "How has your day been?" She asked

[bubble[error].]

Oaksong walked into the den to visit her friend Iceheart, they had been inseperable since they were apprentices, "Hi Iceheart!" She mewed, "How has your day been?" She asked

*Iceheart wasn't in the elder's den*

[bubble[error].]

Codkit stumbled into the Elder's Den. They looked around. (open)

[bubble[error].]

~~Iceheart~~

{OPEN}

Iceheart yawned. She wished for someone to talk to.

[BirdieChirp]

"Does anyone need a piece of freshkill?"SharkPaw asked popping herhead into the elders den.

{OPEN}

[bubble[error].]

"Does anyone need a piece of freshkill?"SharkPaw asked popping herhead into the elders den.

{OPEN}

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart opened her eyes. "I'll take some prey." She mewed, looking at the apprentice. Sharkpaw if she was correct.

[stardust.]

Oaksong decided to visit Iceheart, "Hello Iceheart, telling stories to kits?" She asked
Leafspeaker

[bubble[error].]

Oaksong decided to visit Iceheart, "Hello Iceheart, telling stories to kits?" She asked
Leafspeaker

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart turned her head from Sharkpaw to look at her most trusted friend. "Hello Oaksong." She smiled. "No, just asking Sharkpaw if he could bring me some fresh-kill."

[BirdieChirp]

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart turned her head from Sharkpaw to look at her most trusted friend. "Hello Oaksong." She smiled. "No, just asking Sharkpaw if he could bring me some fresh-kill."
SharkPaw padded over and place a squirrel in front of IceHeart.

[bubble[error].]

SharkPaw padded over and place a squirrel in front of IceHeart.

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart smiled and picked up the squirrel. "Thank you, Sharkpaw." She mewed, eating the freshkill.

[bubble[error].]

~~Iceheart~~

{OPEN}

Iceheart sighed, watching the entrance of the Elder's Den. Wonder who my next visitor will be? Who will I talk to next?

[bubble[error].]

(hello? are the elders not alive anymore? is this thread gone?)

[Shade.]

Lizarfrost peaked into the elders' den to check on them.

[bubble[error].]

~~Iceheart~~

{OPEN}

Iceheart sighed, sitting down. Never will I go on a walk by myself. She thought, raising her head as someone entered.

[Shade.]

Lizardfrost stared at some elders for a bit.

[Karlos]

(heyyy, Stream’Paw lookin for an elder story so if we have any feel free to mention me :heartbounce:)

[Zei]

~~Iceheart~~

{OPEN}

Iceheart sighed, sitting down. Never will I go on a walk by myself. She thought, raising her head as someone entered.
Whisperkit paused at the elders den entrance not sure if she should go in..

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit paused at the elders den entrance not sure if she should go in..

*Iceheart spotted Whisperkit and flicked her tail at her, telling her to come in*

"Come in! Why are you so far away from the nursery?"

[Zei]

*Iceheart spotted Whisperkit and flicked her tail at her, telling her to come in*

"Come in! Why are you so far away from the nursery?"
Whisperkit jumped at the sudden voice "o-oh i was bored, i thought i'd come and see if anyone had any good stories"

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit jumped at the sudden voice "o-oh i was bored, i thought i'd come and see if anyone had any good stories"

*Iceheart smiled*

"Which story? When I broke my tail, or when I got my warrior name?"

[Zei]

*Iceheart smiled*

"Which story? When I broke my tail, or when I got my warrior name?"
whisperkit thought for a moment "can you tell me how you got your warrior name?"

[bubble[error].]

whisperkit thought for a moment "can you tell me how you got your warrior name?"

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart nodded. "Well, this happened after I broke my tail. I was so excited to finally be getting my warrior name. Kerstalstar called me up, we said all those boring things, and then my favorite part: 'Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Icepaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Iceheart. StarClan honors you and welcomes you as a full warrior of RiverClan.'" The elder smiled, remembering that moment very well.

[Zei]

~~Iceheart~~

Iceheart nodded. "Well, this happened after I broke my tail. I was so excited to finally be getting my warrior name. Kerstalstar called me up, we said all those boring things, and then my favorite part: 'Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Icepaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Iceheart. StarClan honors you and welcomes you as a full warrior of RiverClan.'" The elder smiled, remembering that moment very well.
Whisperkit smiled "i can't wait till i'm a warrior! you think i'll get a pretty name like your?"

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit smiled "i can't wait till i'm a warrior! you think i'll get a pretty name like your?"

*The white elder shrugged*

"Maybe!"

[Zei]

*The white elder shrugged*

"Maybe!"
Whisperkit bounced around but stumbled over her own paws landing face first.

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit bounced around but stumbled over her own paws landing face first.

*Iceherat giggled, helping the kit up*

[Zei]

*Iceherat giggled, helping the kit up*
"iz a clutz..."

[bubble[error].]

"iz a clutz..."

*The RiverClan elder laughed, patting the kit on the head*

[Zei]

*The RiverClan elder laughed, patting the kit on the head*
Whisperkit giggled "who was your mentor?" she asked.

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit giggled "who was your mentor?" she asked.

"I don't remember."

[Karlos]

{ Stream'Paw | Open for any RC Elders }

{ Stream'Paw waltzed up to the elder den, glancing around and walking up to one of the wrinkly and old cats. Gently tapping them on the back with their tail, he beamed a large grin at the elder, tilting their head to the right.

"Can you tell me a story?"
He asked, sitting in a loaf position and licking his fur. Maybe getting told an elder story would make them wiser or something.. Stream'Paw didn't care much for stories, but the elders were probably lonely. }

[Zei]

"I don't remember."
"mentors seem kind of bossy to me... i hope i get a nice one.. " Whisperkit meowed quietly.

[bubble[error].]

"mentors seem kind of bossy to me... i hope i get a nice one.. " Whisperkit meowed quietly.

"Pray to StarClan, little one."

[Zei]

"Pray to StarClan, little one."
Whisperkit nodded "i will"

[bubble[error].]

Whisperkit nodded "i will"

*Iceheart told Whisperkit that she should go back to the nursery as to not worry her mother*

[Zei]

*Iceheart told Whisperkit that she should go back to the nursery as to not worry her mother*
Whisperkit nodded and paddled off.

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze looked at ( Aqua Catrina ) Whisperkit and told her,”Would you like to hear a story?

[Zei]

Rubblegaze looked at ( Aqua Catrina ) Whisperkit and told her,”Would you like to hear a story?
"yes!" Whisperkit meowed happily...

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze looked at the tiny kit,”A long time ago, the four clans came to be from cats that lived in the mountains…”

[Polaris]

(Open. Please only reply if it's more than a small paragraph. Nothing against shorter posts, but I'm in the mood for a longer roleplay at the moment! Thank you! :) And you won't find Poppy on the Allegiances at the moment because she's new and I submitted her only a few days ago, just so no one's confused.)

It was dark. The air smelled strongly of cat dirt. The carpeted floor around her was discolored and in bad condition. Splintered wood and broken glass was scattered around the ground at her paws. Light shone into the small twoleg den through a single window, revealing a single doorway leading into another room. The yellow patch of light slid across the room, distorting slightly until it faded away with the monster that had created it as it passed the house on the nearby thunderpath.

Turning her head, the cat saw the dark shape of another cat lounging on a lumpy, outdated, floral patterned sofa. Piercing blue eyes stared at her from the dark shadow, causing a shiver down her spine. Deep, dark, endless. They seemed to pull her into them. Fear immediately filled her mind. Those eyes. Always those eyes. Filled with indifference, disdain, hate, disgust, or nothing at all. The eyes of her mother.

The muted sound of a chair scraping from the other room shrouded in darkness. Heavy footfalls. The rough, low voice of a twoleg. She scrabbled back. Frantically, she looked at the couch, hoping for help. Any at all. Nothing. No cat sitting there. No dark shadow. No piercing blue eyes. She was alone. Not this. Not again. Glass shattering. A stabbing pain in her left flank. A cry of surprise and anger from her sister.

With a jolt, Poppythroat woke up, breathing heavily. Sunlight streamed into her den, casting shadows on the ground before her. The old she-cat's breathing slowed as she lay in her nest. It was the same camp. The same sky. The same rushing of the river, ever present. The same sunlight warming her dark ginger pelt. She was at home. Her real home. The only real home she'd ever known. Her gold eyes shut once more. Peace.

It seemed a moon never passed without the elder having that dream at least once. Bad memories of a life she once knew, a long, long, time ago. It seemed like the beginning of time, and yet it was still as vivid and clear to her now as if it had happened yesterday. Her life before she was a clan cat. Her youth. The more she was reminded of how bad her life had been, the more grateful she was that she had found Riverclan and had been lucky enough to become an apprentice in it. She often wondered what her life would have been like if she hadn't left that prison of a twoleg nest. Most likely, she would be dead.

With a deep inhale of breath, the lean molly hauled herself to a sitting position. Her short pelt stuck out at certain places, unruly from the short nap she'd taken. Poppythroat knew she needed to groom herself, but for the moment she soaked in the sun, eyes still closed. She could hear the sounds of cats in the clearing. The laughter of kits. The excited mewing of apprentices. The more relaxed tone of warriors. She took it all in. The solitude of the elders' den. The quiet stillness. Ah, how she enjoyed this. Her alone time. Time to hear herself, and the world around her.

But, she couldn't stay like this forever. Opening her eyes once more, Poppythroat started the needed job of grooming herself. She wasn't very old, compared to some other elders, but she was starting to slow down. Every now and then the ginger elder enjoyed going out into the territory and hunting or dusting off her fighting skills, just in case. In her mind, she still had a lot to offer to the clan. And who knows, maybe she's right.

[Rocky_Road_Kee]

Silverfish walked into the den, seeing Poppythroat in the far corner. She padded over to her nest. It seemed to be calling to her, saying simple things like "sleep" or "nap", but Silverfish ignored it. She couldn't bring herself to sleep. It was odd, but she felt like something would happen if she got in the nest. Nothing bad, but she felt uneasy sleeping at the moment.

Instead, she just padded over to Poppythroat. She sat quietly for a moment, but then she felt her eyes get heavy, and soon she was asleep. But before that, she got a good look at who was around her, just in case something bad happened.

In her dreams, Silverfish saw a ShadowClan she-cat that she recognized as Sunburst run straight towards her. It was odd, because Sunburst didn't run to her, it was more like through her. When she turned around Sunburst was talking with a RiverClan tom, whose name Silverfish couldn't remember. Was she sure it was a RiverClan cat? No. It just looked like one. She walked over to the two cats, and asked them what they were doing, but they didn't notice her. It was like... she wasn't there. So she tried again, but she asked louder. They didn't hear her. Then, just as quickly as it began, it ended.

Silverfish woke up and saw Poppythroat still in the corner. Odd dream, but it was over. Although, that didn't mean Silverfish was going to forget it. She told herself that she would talk to Sunburst at the next Gathering and tell her about the weird dream. She kept saying in her mind the same thing. It was just a dream. But that didn't make it stop feeling so real!

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze stretched his paws before heading back to sleep

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit padded into the elders den not wanting to deal with any rough playing he looked around seeing a elder he walked over with a smile" hello my name iz pebblekit what yourz" he says with a eager tail moving
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

“Hello little kit.” Rubblegaze creaked,”My name is Rubblegaze.” Rubblegaze looked at the tom-kit with tenderness in his orange eyes.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit smiled big" hewo can you tell me a story pleaze" he says sitting down before the elder could reply
AshCloud67 [sorry for late reply]

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

Rubblegaze looked at the small kit. “A long time ago, four cats came here. Their names were Wind, Shadow, Thunder and River. Wind was a brown she-cat and she was as swift as a minnow. Shadow was a black she-cat who was very good at stalking her prey. There was Thunder, a ginger tomcat who was very brave. And then there was River, who was a blue-grey tomcat that was very good at swimming. These four cats formed the Clans…”

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit listened intently
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

pebblekit listened intently
AshCloud67

Rubblegaze smiled. “There was a tale of a supposed fifth clan who jumped as high as the sky and mainly ate birds, but it’s only a story…”, he murmored

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" woah!" he says so intently listening" what would happen if the fifth clan were real" he says interested
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

Rubblegaze looked at the little kit and told him,”If the fifth clan were real, then sadly… they must have been driven out…”

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" why?" he asked super curious
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire
Rubblegaze looked at the young kit. “There are lots of reasons why others think that the clan had been lost,” he told him,”Some think that they got sick and died out. Others think that they were driven out. And very few think that this clan never existed in the first place.”

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" ooooooh" he says smiling
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

Rubblegaze was a little worried that this kit was interested in the disappearance of the fifth clan. “Maybe if they were driven out, someone could have taught their descendants how to be like how them.” He told him

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit flicked his ears listening to rubblegaze with a smile
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

Rubblegaze looked at the little kit. “Maybe one day you could find the fifth clan?”, he told him

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" do you think so?" he says smiling
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire
“Only StarClan knows what will happen to you, little one.”, Rubblegaze told the small kit

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" does starclan have a leader an deputy like we do" he asked
AshCloud67

[Rani]

That it took this long for Snakeheart to have this conversation was partially his own fault. Sure part of it could be said that thunderclan didnt help, the attack came at a bad time and the medicine cat had been frantically busy with the dead and dying he was tasked with healing and maintaining the herb stores that had been on the decline after the long cold winter. Saying that though..... This was a tough but short conversation and there really was no excuse for him avoiding this for so long. Still he was eventually here padding into Skystars den to talk about the future of the medicine cat role and the simple fact that Reedpaw... didnt want it.


marshall

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

“StarClan doesn’t have a leader or deputy, young one.” Rubblegaze rasped,”They take care of the living cats— us. They—“ His words were interrupted by a fit of coughing.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit tilted his head" are you ok" he asked
AshCloud67

[littlelove]

Cinderpaw waited around. Can't do much when you're a prisoner.

[RavensCall]

Breezestarfire

Rubblegaze was about to speak, and then fell to the ground
(He isn’t dead btw)

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit tilted his head then padded up to the elder, he nudged the elders head

[when he fell that made me think he's dead for a sec] AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze lay unconscious, unaware of the kit nudging him.
Breezestarfire

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit layed down keeping rubblegaze comforted

[sorry for late reply i had things happening] AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze did not breathe, but he had a faint pulse.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

pebblekit saw he was not breathing he began to panic and run around worried and panicky
AshCloud67

[RavensCall]

Rubblegaze remain still, his body not breathing, but with a faint pulse.

[Weekend-Wondering]

Lilytail yawned, sat down in her nets. These days, her bones didn’t do so well when she made attempts to swim. She lifted her paw to lick it, then rubbed it over her ears.

[Cloverhandreader]

Larchkit padded in to the nursery and glanced around curiously, this was the first time that she had stepped foot in here, but she'd heard about the stories the elders could tell, and wanted to meet some of them

[sock]

Weedkit sulked into the elder's den with his tail flicking. He was told he could have some fun with the elders, but he didn't see how some crabby old cats could give him a good time. what'll they do, he thought, talk my fur off?

[Wingnettle]

Bee'kit smiled and followed after her "Lets go!"

Mintkit (she/her)
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4801&pictureid=32165)

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Mintkit brought the rest of their shared squirrel into the elders' den followed by Beekit. She hoped they wouldn't bother no one, but she needed to take the prey to someone who would finish it otherwise it would quickly rot. No one should get sick because of this.

The smell of prey spread among the willow stems and the elders would probably smell it by now. Would someone come up to her, or will they have to ask someone directly? Mintkit stared at Beekit uncertain about what to do, without leaving the squirrel out of her mouth.

[ Open ]

[Cofi_Bean]

Mintkit (she/her)
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4801&pictureid=32165)

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Mintkit brought the rest of their shared squirrel into the elders' den followed by Beekit. She hoped they wouldn't bother no one, but she needed to take the prey to someone who would finish it otherwise it would quickly rot. No one should get sick because of this.

The smell of prey spread among the willow stems and the elders would probably smell it by now. Would someone come up to her, or will they have to ask someone directly? Mintkit stared at Beekit uncertain about what to do, without leaving the squirrel out of her mouth.

[ Open ]




Bee'kit just yawned and proceeded to scatch himself "What were we doing again?" He asked completly forgetting what was happened "Why are we in the elder's den?"

[Wingnettle]

Mintkit (she/her)
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4801&pictureid=32165)

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Beekit had already lost himself, but luckily he hadn't forgotten that they were doing something together. Mintkit let the squirrel fall on the ground and licked her mouth to remove the fur that had stuck there. "..The squirrel. The elders may want it." But nobody approached them. Had they even noticed?
Mintkit signaled Beekit with his tail to leave the prey there and let them alone. Someone would probably be hungry by the end of the day, and it was easy to reach the furry body.

[ Cofi_Bean ]

[Cofi_Bean]

Mintkit (she/her)
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4801&pictureid=32165)

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Beekit had already lost himself, but luckily he hadn't forgotten that they were doing something together. Mintkit let the squirrel fall on the ground and licked her mouth to remove the fur that had stuck there. "..The squirrel. The elders may want it." But nobody approached them. Had they even noticed?
Mintkit signaled Beekit with his tail to leave the prey there and let them alone. Someone would probably be hungry by the end of the day, and it was easy to reach the furry body.

[ Cofi_Bean ]

Bee'kit nodded and walked off humming to himself as he looked around the clan for something to do with himself

[sol.]

Bluebellkit shuffled into the elders' den timidly, clutching a mouse in her jaw. She'd wanted to go listen to a story, partly because stories fascinated her and partly because she wanted to hear what life was like before she was born. She's brought the mouse as an afterthought, mostly because she thought it would be rude to walk in and demand a story with some sort of payment.

"Erm.." She managed to get out. "Hello.. I was told the elders could tell me a story... is anyone willing to?"
Kunaiskrill

[Kunaisoul]

Bluebellkit shuffled into the elders' den timidly, clutching a mouse in her jaw. She'd wanted to go listen to a story, partly because stories fascinated her and partly because she wanted to hear what life was like before she was born. She's brought the mouse as an afterthought, mostly because she thought it would be rude to walk in and demand a story with some sort of payment.

"Erm.." She managed to get out. "Hello.. I was told the elders could tell me a story... is anyone willing to?"
Kunaiskrill
|Grayclaw of riverclan|
|Aka old man river|

Grayclaw awoke from his nest, noticing his denmate was still asleep. The old tom chuckled. "Of course, youthful!" He chuckled hoarsley. "Come, gather 'round! I'll tell ya about Kestrelstar and how he led Riverclan!" The old tom chuckled with amusement, As he quickly lapped his ragged gray fur

[sol.]

|Grayclaw of riverclan|
|Aka old man river|

Grayclaw awoke from his nest, noticing his denmate was still asleep. The old tom chuckled. "Of course, youthful!" He chuckled hoarsley. "Come, gather 'round! I'll tell ya about Kestrelstar and how he led Riverclan!" The old tom chuckled with amusement, As he quickly lapped his ragged gray fur


She perked up at the sight of the elder. She padded over. "Oh, thank you, Mr. Grayclaw." She nudged the mouse toward him. "This is for you," she said shyly.

[Kunaisoul]

She perked up at the sight of the elder. She padded over. "Oh, thank you, Mr. Grayclaw." She nudged the mouse toward him. "This is for you," she said shyly.
|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

Aka old man river

Grayclaw smiled. "Oh, thanks so much, youthful one!" Grayclaw purred in the raspy way he did, taking the mouse. "Don't be shy, feel free to eat as well!" He said, then sliding it to the middle so they could share, as Grayclaw then took a bite, after he swallowed he began his story.

"So, Long ago, when I was a warrior, Sootstar was the noble leader of Riverclan, until one day he and the deputy mysteriously went missing" Grayclaw began, "And then, Snakepaw, the medicine cat was left to lead the clan. He was the only source of leadership this clan had."

[sol.]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

Aka old man river

Grayclaw smiled. "Oh, thanks so much, youthful one!" Grayclaw purred in the raspy way he did, taking the mouse. "Don't be shy, feel free to eat as well!" He said, then sliding it to the middle so they could share, as Grayclaw then took a bite, after he swallowed he began his story.

"So, Long ago, when I was a warrior, Sootstar was the noble leader of Riverclan, until one day he and the deputy mysteriously went missing" Grayclaw began, "And then, Snakepaw, the medicine cat was left to lead the clan. He was the only source of leadership this clan had."


She sat close to the elder, eager and ready to give him all of her attention. She tentatively took a small bite of mouse, making sure to leave the rest for Grayclaw.

Sootstar was leader, but him and his deputy had gone missing? Deserters?

"Snakepaw?" She echoed the name. There was only one Snakepaw she knew of. Snakeheart, the medicine cat before Fawnpaw. "As in, Snakeheart?"

[Kunaisoul]

She sat close to the elder, eager and ready to give him all of her attention. She tentatively took a small bite of mouse, making sure to leave the rest for Grayclaw.

Sootstar was leader, but him and his deputy had gone missing? Deserters?

"Snakepaw?" She echoed the name. There was only one Snakepaw she knew of. Snakeheart, the medicine cat before Fawnpaw. "As in, Snakeheart?"
|Grayclaw of Riverclan|
AKA old man river

"Yes." He chuckled. "Rowdy young thing, anyway, Starclan sent a message for kestrelstar, Kestrelwing at the time to become leader, he had an apprentice, Nightpaw, and now nightleap." He said.

[sol.]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|
AKA old man river

"Yes." He chuckled. "Rowdy young thing, anyway, Starclan sent a message for kestrelstar, Kestrelwing at the time to become leader, he had an apprentice, Nightpaw, and now nightleap." He said.


She tilted her head. Nightleap? She hadn't heard that name before. She sat a little closer, eager for the elder to continue

[Kunaisoul]

She tilted her head. Nightleap? She hadn't heard that name before. She sat a little closer, eager for the elder to continue
|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

AKA Old man river

"Kestrelstar led Riverclan well, his leadership made our clan prosper.. until.. He died, slipping off of a cliff." Grayclaw said, bowing his head. "He joined our ancestors among the stars.. and watches over us today." Grayclaw said. "Nightleap was so devistated.." Grayclaw added. "You can ask her more about how she felt if you wish. She wouldn't mind, i'm sure." Grayclaw said, eating more, as his hunger was satisfied. "Thank you very much for the prey." The old tom added.

[sol.]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

AKA Old man river

"Kestrelstar led Riverclan well, his leadership made our clan prosper.. until.. He died, slipping off of a cliff." Grayclaw said, bowing his head. "He joined our ancestors among the stars.. and watches over us today." Grayclaw said. "Nightleap was so devistated.." Grayclaw added. "You can ask her more about how she felt if you wish. She wouldn't mind, i'm sure." Grayclaw said, eating more, as his hunger was satisfied. "Thank you very much for the prey." The old tom added.


She nodded. "No need to thank me, Grayclaw, I just thought it was rude to come in without a gift." She paused. Nightleap...

"Em, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to Nightleap? I don't remember their being a Nightstar...?"

[Kunaisoul]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

AKA old man river

Grayclaw sat in the den, grumbling as he slept.

Caspian

[Caspian]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

AKA old man river

Grayclaw sat in the den, grumbling as he slept.

Caspian
Flickerkit bounded in, “hello!” They smiled

[Kunaisoul]

Flickerkit bounded in, “hello!” They smiled
|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

|AKA old man river|

The elderly tom arose from his nest, as he smiled warmly seeing the young kitten come into his den. "Come for a story, have you?" He got up, lapping his ragged fur. "I think i'll just sit, too much for these old bones out there." He laughed. "What story would you like to hear now?"

[Caspian]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

|AKA old man river|

The elderly tom arose from his nest, as he smiled warmly seeing the young kitten come into his den. "Come for a story, have you?" He got up, lapping his ragged fur. "I think i'll just sit, too much for these old bones out there." He laughed. "What story would you like to hear now?"
”what about when you were an apprentice?”they asked politely

[Kunaisoul]

”what about when you were an apprentice?”they asked politely
|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

|AKA old man river|

Grayclaw chuckled. "Of course!" He said. "When I was an apprentice.. I was named Graypaw and my mentor was named Vineclaw, who now resides in StarClan. I was incredibly good at fighting because of my sharp claws, but I wasn't very good at hunting, and Vineclaw spen almost a moon teaching me how to hunt!" He began

[Caspian]

|Grayclaw of Riverclan|

|AKA old man river|

Grayclaw chuckled. "Of course!" He said. "When I was an apprentice.. I was named Graypaw and my mentor was named Vineclaw, who now resides in StarClan. I was incredibly good at fighting because of my sharp claws, but I wasn't very good at hunting, and Vineclaw spen almost a moon teaching me how to hunt!" He began
Flickerkit sat down and listened to the cat, they giggled as they heard that grey claw had to practice hunting for a moon

[Kunaisoul]

Flickerkit sat down and listened to the cat, they giggled as they heard that grey claw had to practice hunting for a moon
|Grayclaw|

Aka old man river

Grayclaw smiled. "But I proved myself in a fight with shadowclan, saving my mentor from a fearsome mentor and his apprentice! and that's how I got my name of grayclaw. I'm not as fierce as I used to be, but.. I enjoyed my young days while they lasted. You'd better live your young days to the fullest to, little one!"

[Caspian]

|Grayclaw|

Aka old man river

Grayclaw smiled. "But I proved myself in a fight with shadowclan, saving my mentor from a fearsome mentor and his apprentice! and that's how I got my name of grayclaw. I'm not as fierce as I used to be, but.. I enjoyed my young days while they lasted. You'd better live your young days to the fullest to, little one!"
“I will mr. river, I promise!” Flickerkit meowed to the cat, ”i will become the greatest warrior in riverclan!” they exclaimed

(Flickerkit idolizes greyclaw now)

[Kunaisoul]

“I will mr. river, I promise!” Flickerkit meowed to the cat, ”i will become the greatest warrior in riverclan!” they exclaimed

(Flickerkit idolizes greyclaw now)
|Grayclaw|

He chuckled and patted the kitten on the head. "Of course, now you go run along now, don't forget to visit!" He smiled.

(Yay!)

[Caspian]

|Grayclaw|

He chuckled and patted the kitten on the head. "Of course, now you go run along now, don't forget to visit!" He smiled.

(Yay!)
Flickerkit nodded , “Okay sir!” Flickerkit meowed, they were six moons, well six moons in a half, but it wasn’t long until they'd be an apprentice, and then a warrior, they walked out of the elders den, “I won’t forget my promise greyclaw” they vowed to themselves, ’I will work hard, until I am ready to be a warrior, and I might die to sickness or battle or even old age, but I will try my very hardest!’ they thought, knowing that someday, even if there was complications that they would be a warrior

[occultation]

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Slatestripe padded quietly into the elders’ den. It was quite late, but the tom couldn’t sleep. He was preoccupied with that stone thing again; Slatewhisker’s death had brought it to his mind once more. Out of all the cats in the Clan, he knew there was only one he trusted to give him advice on it.

“Mom?” he said quietly, hoping not to wake the other elders.

( Quietheart )

[Quietheart]

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Slatestripe padded quietly into the elders’ den. It was quite late, but the tom couldn’t sleep. He was preoccupied with that stone thing again; Slatewhisker’s death had brought it to his mind once more. Out of all the cats in the Clan, he knew there was only one he trusted to give him advice on it.

“Mom?” he said quietly, hoping not to wake the other elders.

( Quietheart )

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Even as old as she was the calico instinctively stirred at the sound of her sons dull claws scraping the soft earth of the elders den. Her eyes open as she roused herself from sleep, Slatestripes hushed voice slipping through the entrance into her waiting ears. Getting older sure isn't making waking up any easier. The tired she cat stifled a yawn as she looked up at the shadow in the shape of a cat, barley visible but for gleaming amber eyes.

It must still be dark. Her acknowledgement of the time of day quickly sobered her thoughts as she realized what Slatestripe had to say must be important. "What is it dear?" As she spoke she padded past him to the entrance flicking her tail as a sign for him to follow so that they might be out of earshot of the other elders. The gathering had past, and even though the moon was waning it shone brilliantly bathing the opening in its silver light.

She waited for her son to draw closer to her, concern gnawing at her stomach.

[MockingRabbit]

Webkit padded into the elders' den. "Are any of you awake?" He asked, loudly. ~SilverShine~ - Quietheart

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit followed webkit to the elders den she then padded to the elder webkit was talking to, the young molly climbed up onto the elders back" your tall!" he meowed loudly
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

[Quietheart]

Webkit padded into the elders' den. "Are any of you awake?" He asked, loudly. ~SilverShine~ - Quietheart
Cloudkit followed webkit to the elders den she then padded to the elder webkit was talking to, the young molly climbed up onto the elders back" your tall!" he meowed loudly
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

(Was trying to find the descriptions for either kit but I'm not having much luck, what do Webkit and Cloudkit look like? Be as descriptive as possible for me please and thank you! Also how old are they?) (I think I know why I couldn't find them, I forgot SilverShines squigglies.)

Amberbright heard the mewling call of a brash kitten and the paws of another before she saw them but decided quickly she was going to play with them a little bit. The sly old black and grey calico shut her amber eyes tightly and lay with her paws crossed in front of her. She let her shoulders fall low emitting snoring sounds acting as if she were sleeping. One of the kits climbed up her long slender body, exclaiming excitedly that her small figure was tall. What a pair of rambunctious rascals. The elder hoped she was not smiling as their antics made her heart fill with warmth.

The she-kit above her was squarely on her left shoulder and the other had posted himself in front of her muzzle. Suddenly her eyes flashed open, "Surprise!" Amberbright rolled to her left catching the she-kit by the scruff and pulled the tom into her chest with clawless pads. She rubbed her paws over his forehead ruffling his fur for a moment before letting go of both of them, dropping the she-kit in front of her. "Thats what you get for waking sleeping elders she cooed playfully."

(I know this is a bit of power playing but I hope you don't mind, I thought it would be cute.)
~SilverShine~ Rabbiteye-ball

[SpiritWolf_yt]

[i don't mind the powerplaying] [ cloudkit is a pure white she-cat with blue eyes and i'd say she's be 2 moons old by now]

Cloudkit giggled as she was on top of the elder then feeling the elder move she slid down luckily the elder catched her and set her down in front of her" that was fun!!!!" she meowed spinning in circles then jumping up and down
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[occultation]

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Even as old as she was the calico instinctively stirred at the sound of her sons dull claws scraping the soft earth of the elders den. Her eyes open as she roused herself from sleep, Slatestripes hushed voice slipping through the entrance into her waiting ears. Getting older sure isn't making waking up any easier. The tired she cat stifled a yawn as she looked up at the shadow in the shape of a cat, barley visible but for gleaming amber eyes.

It must still be dark. Her acknowledgement of the time of day quickly sobered her thoughts as she realized what Slatestripe had to say must be important. "What is it dear?" As she spoke she padded past him to the entrance flicking her tail as a sign for him to follow so that they might be out of earshot of the other elders. The gathering had past, and even though the moon was waning it shone brilliantly bathing the opening in its silver light.

She waited for her son to draw closer to her, concern gnawing at her stomach.

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Slatestripe quietly followed his mother out of the elders’ den and into the light of the clearing. He glanced around, finding that nobody else seemed to be nearby. Not that what he had to say was top secret or anything, but cats got to assuming all sorts of things when one brought matters of ambition into it.

He took a few moments to find the right words to say. His dull claws scratched at the earth, leaving little indents in the dirt. The grass seemed to be yellowing with the passing of the seasons.

Finally, he said what was on his mind. “About a moon ago, I met Mintpaw. You probably remember her from her ceremony recently; she’s Fawnleap’s apprentice? Anyways, I taught her how to swim when she was still a kit. The first time we met, I found her collecting stones from the shallows by the nursery. It reminded me of Rainglow; maybe that’s why I was drawn to her. She showed me this one stone in particular.”

He paused. He’d spent the past moon wondering if he was truly crazy for trying to find meaning out of a stone. He wasn’t a medicine cat. “This stone looked like me. Even Mintpaw saw the resemblance. It was a black stone with gray lines, something like that. She found it in the middle of a bunch of other stones. All of these other stones looked different from one another. Like a Clan.

“And I guess I’m wondering… is that some sort of sign? I’ve been thinking about it for so long now. Is it… Is it some sort of sign that maybe I’m meant to be leader one day?”

[Quietheart]

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Slatestripe quietly followed his mother out of the elders’ den and into the light of the clearing. He glanced around, finding that nobody else seemed to be nearby. Not that what he had to say was top secret or anything, but cats got to assuming all sorts of things when one brought matters of ambition into it.

He took a few moments to find the right words to say. His dull claws scratched at the earth, leaving little indents in the dirt. The grass seemed to be yellowing with the passing of the seasons.

Finally, he said what was on his mind. “About a moon ago, I met Mintpaw. You probably remember her from her ceremony recently; she’s Fawnleap’s apprentice? Anyways, I taught her how to swim when she was still a kit. The first time we met, I found her collecting stones from the shallows by the nursery. It reminded me of Rainglow; maybe that’s why I was drawn to her. She showed me this one stone in particular.”

He paused. He’d spent the past moon wondering if he was truly crazy for trying to find meaning out of a stone. He wasn’t a medicine cat. “This stone looked like me. Even Mintpaw saw the resemblance. It was a black stone with gray lines, something like that. She found it in the middle of a bunch of other stones. All of these other stones looked different from one another. Like a Clan.

“And I guess I’m wondering… is that some sort of sign? I’ve been thinking about it for so long now. Is it… Is it some sort of sign that maybe I’m meant to be leader one day?”

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

As Slatestripe began his tale, the elder listened cooly. None of her body language gave any indication that this was anything other than a normal conversation. The orange orbs that rested on her face scanned her son with intensity and focus as she absorbed every piece of info he gave her. Mintpaws white fur and crisp cold blue eyes floated through her thoughts, as she did indeed remember the young cats ceremony. She stifled a purr at the thought of her son teaching a kit to swim. She knew he was a bigger softy than he let most knew, but handling a kit, however mature must have proved quite a handful.

Just another reminder of his dedication and devotion to the clan. She was also touched by the knowledge that their own family was so tight knit. After all Slatestripe had seen Rainglow in the young apprentice, showing his fondness for his brother, her other son. As he explained the stones and the strangeness of the event Amberbright sensed the tension in his voice. He seemed to be feeling uneasy acknowledging the fact that such an event might be prophetic. Good. The wise old cat was glad to see he hadn't let himself be overtaken by the self indulgent notion that he might be destined for leadership.

On the other hand as a mother, she could not be more elated by the possibility of her son aspiring to such heights. She steadied her feelings before she answered however. "That is something." She allowed her amber eyes to show intrigue at the story. The old cat gathered her small tail at her paws, letting it wiggle slightly transfixed on its movements. Thinking. She slowly raised her head after some time had passed, looking through her son who blended into the stary night. "Well I wont deny that such an event may be prophetic in nature." She spoke with a wistful far away tone, and just a hint of caution.

"However even if you or I are to believe that it is a sign from StarClan, the very nature of prophecy means you will be guided to this future." She gave his torn ear a quick lick. "If our ancestors have chosen you it is because of the merits you already possess. I think you should act as if you never saw it, just be the cat you already are. One who is loyal, hardworking, and who looks after the clan."

[occultation]

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

As Slatestripe began his tale, the elder listened cooly. None of her body language gave any indication that this was anything other than a normal conversation. The orange orbs that rested on her face scanned her son with intensity and focus as she absorbed every piece of info he gave her. Mintpaws white fur and crisp cold blue eyes floated through her thoughts, as she did indeed remember the young cats ceremony. She stifled a purr at the thought of her son teaching a kit to swim. She knew he was a bigger softy than he let most knew, but handling a kit, however mature must have proved quite a handful.

Just another reminder of his dedication and devotion to the clan. She was also touched by the knowledge that their own family was so tight knit. After all Slatestripe had seen Rainglow in the young apprentice, showing his fondness for his brother, her other son. As he explained the stones and the strangeness of the event Amberbright sensed the tension in his voice. He seemed to be feeling uneasy acknowledging the fact that such an event might be prophetic. Good. The wise old cat was glad to see he hadn't let himself be overtaken by the self indulgent notion that he might be destined for leadership.

On the other hand as a mother, she could not be more elated by the possibility of her son aspiring to such heights. She steadied her feelings before she answered however. "That is something." She allowed her amber eyes to show intrigue at the story. The old cat gathered her small tail at her paws, letting it wiggle slightly transfixed on its movements. Thinking. She slowly raised her head after some time had passed, looking through her son who blended into the stary night. "Well I wont deny that such an event may be prophetic in nature." She spoke with a wistful far away tone, and just a hint of caution.

"However even if you or I are to believe that it is a sign from StarClan, the very nature of prophecy means you will be guided to this future." She gave his torn ear a quick lick. "If our ancestors have chosen you it is because of the merits you already possess. I think you should act as if you never saw it, just be the cat you already are. One who is loyal, hardworking, and who looks after the clan."

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Be the cat you already are.

That made sense to him. He felt the tension start to leave his body. He'd spent the past moon turning this whole thing over in his mind, again and again. He'd been desperate to find out if it was a sign from StarClan, because in his mind if it was that meant he had to act accordingly. But, his mother was right. If it truly was prophetic, that meant it was destined to happen no matter what. If it was just a coincidence, then his life would go on as normal anyways.

He affectionately flicked his tail over his mother's ears in response to her lick. "Thank you. Sometimes, if I'm being honest, I feel like I wouldn't be a good enough leader. I mean, I never thought about it before the whole stone thing. If StarClan has destined my paws to be on this path, then I don't know... What if I can't handle it? I don't know the first thing about leading a whole Clan! I can handle kits and apprentices, but they're different."

He looked up at the stars. "Then again, lately I've been finding myself thinking about how RiverClan could be different. Like with Slatewhisker's funeral. What if we did funerals differently? Made it into an actual tradition instead of just sitting around feeling sad and then burying them? Or with the rogue situation. Maybe RiverClan needs to work harder on our battle skills than we have been. We mostly just focus on swimming and fishing."

He looked back down at his mother when he was finished. Once again, he couldn't help but feel that these roles should be reversed. It should be her thinking about leadership; not him. Of course, she couldn't become leader as an elder. But if she was still a warrior; she should've been thinking these things instead of him.

[MockingRabbit]

[i don't mind the powerplaying] [ cloudkit is a pure white she-cat with blue eyes and i'd say she's be 2 moons old by now]

Cloudkit giggled as she was on top of the elder then feeling the elder move she slid down luckily the elder catched her and set her down in front of her" that was fun!!!!" she meowed spinning in circles then jumping up and down
@Rabbiteye-ball (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523) @Quietheart (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17402) Quietheart
Webkit shrieked and battered at the elder as he was pulled in. "Let goo of mee!" He yowled. When at last the stupid fur-ball elder freed him, he sat down out of reach and glared at her.
//Powerplay fine, quite different from usual:)

//Webkit is the same age as Cloudkit. He is black and brown with white spots and brown eyes.

[Quietheart]

Quietheart
Webkit shrieked and battered at the elder as he was pulled in. "Let goo of mee!" He yowled. When at last the stupid fur-ball elder freed him, he sat down out of reach and glared at her.
//Powerplay fine, quite different from usual:)

//Webkit is the same age as Cloudkit. He is black and brown with white spots and brown eyes.
Amberbright
|95 Moons|

As Slatestripe began his tale, the elder listened cooly. None of her body language gave any indication that this was anything other than a normal conversation. The orange orbs that rested on her face scanned her son with intensity and focus as she absorbed every piece of info he gave her. Mintpaws white fur and crisp cold blue eyes floated through her thoughts, as she did indeed remember the young cats ceremony. She stifled a purr at the thought of her son teaching a kit to swim. She knew he was a bigger softy than he let most knew, but handling a kit, however mature must have proved quite a handful.

Just another reminder of his dedication and devotion to the clan. She was also touched by the knowledge that their own family was so tight knit. After all Slatestripe had seen Rainglow in the young apprentice, showing his fondness for his brother, her other son. As he explained the stones and the strangeness of the event Amberbright sensed the tension in his voice. He seemed to be feeling uneasy acknowledging the fact that such an event might be prophetic. Good. The wise old cat was glad to see he hadn't let himself be overtaken by the self indulgent notion that he might be destined for leadership.

On the other hand as a mother, she could not be more elated by the possibility of her son aspiring to such heights. She steadied her feelings before she answered however. "That is something." She allowed her amber eyes to show intrigue at the story. The old cat gathered her small tail at her paws, letting it wiggle slightly transfixed on its movements. Thinking. She slowly raised her head after some time had passed, looking through her son who blended into the stary night. "Well I wont deny that such an event may be prophetic in nature." She spoke with a wistful far away tone, and just a hint of caution.

"However even if you or I are to believe that it is a sign from StarClan, the very nature of prophecy means you will be guided to this future." She gave his torn ear a quick lick. "If our ancestors have chosen you it is because of the merits you already possess. I think you should act as if you never saw it, just be the cat you already are. One who is loyal, hardworking, and who looks after the clan."
[i don't mind the powerplaying] [ cloudkit is a pure white she-cat with blue eyes and i'd say she's be 2 moons old by now]

Cloudkit giggled as she was on top of the elder then feeling the elder move she slid down luckily the elder catched her and set her down in front of her" that was fun!!!!" she meowed spinning in circles then jumping up and down
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright gave a soft raspy chuckle at the two vastly different responses. She folded her old paws daintily in front of her bringing herself back to a relaxed resting position. I love kits, they are so honest at this age. Her amber eyes gleamed with amusement as the black and brown tom with white spots placed himself at a safe distance. Taking a stab at why the kits might have come to the elders den the aged wily calico teased the tom, "Your gonna have to get closer if you wanna hear a story, I'm so old I don't know if my voice will carry that far." She let her voice be a soft whisper and she paused tactically before adding "I know a big brave warrior like you isn't scared of elderly kitty like me?"

Amberbright brought her head low to the nearer white ball of fluff below her. "Would you like that, little one. A story?" The tiny kits sparkling blue eyes drummed up her sense of motherly affection and she gave the she kit a quick lick over the head to settle her fur.
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As she watched the silhouette of Slatestripe, she noticed he was allowing himself to become more relaxed. It felt good for Amberbright to be of some use, and to be able to assuage the worries her son carried on his shoulders. They were the heavy worries of a younger cat, not yet tested, feelings of being unproven before the world around him. As he spoke of teaching apprentices and kits she felt he was downplaying the significance of that experience. "It's not as different as you might think." The images of guiding her own kits filled her mind, chastising them when they disobeyed, picking them up when they fell. All the while walking the myriad grey decisions in between, avoiding the fine lines that might bring them to a full life, or a quick death.

"A great leader with his clan is always thinking of them as precious. Watching over them like a queen with her kits. He knows when they are giving sound advice, and when they need to be reigned in." The calico's body stiffened under her grey black fur, the old muscles making her sit rigidly upright. "If you feel you don't know the answers, turn to the cats you believe in. Relying on the very clan you are trying to nurture will build a bond of trust." She relaxed her face allowing her maw to widen in a smile.

"Even I don't expect you not to make mistakes. Sure cats will hold you to a higher standard, but as long as you recognize and attempt to reconcile those misfortunes you will have your clans respect. And respect is the highest honor a leader can achieve, don't let any cat tell you different. If they do I'll claw their ears off." Amberbright fell silent as she listened to the ambitions of her son. She was pleased he took the possibility of leadership so seriously, he was already considering ways to help his clan. Even as a deputy he could achieve these things as long as he could reach the ears of the disheveled Pikestar. His goals were realistic and achievable. She had raised a fine son.

Once Slatestripe had finished Amberbright had her eyes fixed into his channeling all her pride and warmth into his own amber gaze. "Those are fine plans!" Pride swelled in her spilling over into her voice. "As long as you temper that ambition with sound advice from the clan I think you will make a fine leader one day." She couldn't stop herself from stepping forward and nuzzling her son with an undignified purr escaping her throat.

[SplashyLumi]

Otterpaw walked in.

“Does anybody need anything?..” He shyly asked.

{Open to reply}

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit ran closer to the elder" STORY STORY!!!?!?!?!?!?" she meowed loudly wanting to hear a story her fur became smooth as the elder licked her head the she-kit could barely settle down
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|95 Moons|

Amberbright gave a soft raspy chuckle at the two vastly different responses. She folded her old paws daintily in front of her bringing herself back to a relaxed resting position. I love kits, they are so honest at this age. Her amber eyes gleamed with amusement as the black and brown tom with white spots placed himself at a safe distance. Taking a stab at why the kits might have come to the elders den the aged wily calico teased the tom, "Your gonna have to get closer if you wanna hear a story, I'm so old I don't know if my voice will carry that far." She let her voice be a soft whisper and she paused tactically before adding "I know a big brave warrior like you isn't scared of elderly kitty like me?"

Amberbright brought her head low to the nearer white ball of fluff below her. "Would you like that, little one. A story?" The tiny kits sparkling blue eyes drummed up her sense of motherly affection and she gave the she kit a quick lick over the head to settle her fur.
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As she watched the silhouette of Slatestripe, she noticed he was allowing himself to become more relaxed. It felt good for Amberbright to be of some use, and to be able to assuage the worries her son carried on his shoulders. They were the heavy worries of a younger cat, not yet tested, feelings of being unproven before the world around him. As he spoke of teaching apprentices and kits she felt he was downplaying the significance of that experience. "It's not as different as you might think." The images of guiding her own kits filled her mind, chastising them when they disobeyed, picking them up when they fell. All the while walking the myriad grey decisions in between, avoiding the fine lines that might bring them to a full life, or a quick death.

"A great leader with his clan is always thinking of them as precious. Watching over them like a queen with her kits. He knows when they are giving sound advice, and when they need to be reigned in." The calico's body stiffened under her grey black fur, the old muscles making her sit rigidly upright. "If you feel you don't know the answers, turn to the cats you believe in. Relying on the very clan you are trying to nurture will build a bond of trust." She relaxed her face allowing her maw to widen in a smile.

"Even I don't expect you not to make mistakes. Sure cats will hold you to a higher standard, but as long as you recognize and attempt to reconcile those misfortunes you will have your clans respect. And respect is the highest honor a leader can achieve, don't let any cat tell you different. If they do I'll claw their ears off." Amberbright fell silent as she listened to the ambitions of her son. She was pleased he took the possibility of leadership so seriously, he was already considering ways to help his clan. Even as a deputy he could achieve these things as long as he could reach the ears of the disheveled Pikestar. His goals were realistic and achievable. She had raised a fine son.

Once Slatestripe had finished Amberbright had her eyes fixed into his channeling all her pride and warmth into his own amber gaze. "Those are fine plans!" Pride swelled in her spilling over into her voice. "As long as you temper that ambition with sound advice from the clan I think you will make a fine leader one day." She couldn't stop herself from stepping forward and nuzzling her son with an undignified purr escaping her throat.
Cloudkit ran closer to the elder" STORY STORY!!!?!?!?!?!?" she meowed loudly wanting to hear a story her fur became smooth as the elder licked her head the she-kit could barely settle down
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Webkit narrowed his eyes and padded over cautiously.

[Quietheart]

Cloudkit ran closer to the elder" STORY STORY!!!?!?!?!?!?" she meowed loudly wanting to hear a story her fur became smooth as the elder licked her head the she-kit could barely settle down
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball
Webkit narrowed his eyes and padded over cautiously.

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright looked at the mistrustful tom-kit and let her mischievous amber gaze soften, her voice becoming gentle purring her words affectionately. "There's a brave warrior, you're smart not to trust everything you hear. You must be careful to decide when to use that bravery in order to confront your fears." Amberbright tipped her head back down to the excited prickling white pelt of the she kit who was clamoring for a tale as soon as possible. "We will get there I promise it will be the greatest story ever!" The elders voice was full of embellished grandeur. "First though, what are your names and what kind of story would you like to hear? If you can't think of any topic I have one in mind already."

As she asked the question Amberbright spotted Otterpaw entering the den and sheepishly inquiring after the needs of the group. She waved the young apprentice over with a flick of her gray tail. "I wouldn't mind some damp moss, my throat gets a little dry when telling stories."
SplashyLumi

[SplashyLumi]

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright looked at the mistrustful tom-kit and let her mischievous amber gaze soften, her voice becoming gentle purring her words affectionately. "There's a brave warrior, you're smart not to trust everything you hear. You must be careful to decide when to use that bravery in order to confront your fears." Amberbright tipped her head back down to the excited prickling white pelt of the she kit who was clamoring for a tale as soon as possible. "We will get there I promise it will be the greatest story ever!" The elders voice was full of embellished grandeur. "First though, what are your names and what kind of story would you like to hear? If you can't think of any topic I have one in mind already."

As she asked the question Amberbright spotted Otterpaw entering the den and sheepishly inquiring after the needs of the group. She waved the young apprentice over with a flick of her gray tail. "I wouldn't mind some damp moss, my throat gets a little dry when telling stories."
SplashyLumi “Miss, I'll be right back..” Otterpaw nodded before leaving once more.

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|95 Moons|

Amberbright looked at the mistrustful tom-kit and let her mischievous amber gaze soften, her voice becoming gentle purring her words affectionately. "There's a brave warrior, you're smart not to trust everything you hear. You must be careful to decide when to use that bravery in order to confront your fears." Amberbright tipped her head back down to the excited prickling white pelt of the she kit who was clamoring for a tale as soon as possible. "We will get there I promise it will be the greatest story ever!" The elders voice was full of embellished grandeur. "First though, what are your names and what kind of story would you like to hear? If you can't think of any topic I have one in mind already."

As she asked the question Amberbright spotted Otterpaw entering the den and sheepishly inquiring after the needs of the group. She waved the young apprentice over with a flick of her gray tail. "I wouldn't mind some damp moss, my throat gets a little dry when telling stories."
@SplashyLumi (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17351)
Webkit padded a little closer, deciding that maybe this old she-cat could be trusted. "I am Webkit," he said, letting his sister decide the second question.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit smiled as she looked at the white elder her blue eyes scanned the elder eager to a story" i want a story about clans!" the young molly exclaimed

Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

[Quietheart]

Cloudkit smiled as she looked at the white elder her blue eyes scanned the elder eager to a story" i want a story about clans!" the young molly exclaimed

Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Satisfied with their responses the aged warrior slid onto her side into her comfortable bedding. She squirmed around for a few moments trying to find a spot which would not agitate her battle tested body, nor any of its old aches and pains that seemed to get more bothersome every leafbare. The tri colored calico's amber eyes rolled back into her head thoughtfully searching for softly buried memories. A gentle breeze echoed through the den and she waited for the hollow din of wind against rock to pass.

"There have always been four clans under the watchful eye of StarClan." The elder began. Her voice was far off and soft, but layered with dramatic weight. "Great clans filled with many brave cats. Some were sleek with oily fur and taught to hunt along riverbeds, eating a bounty of fish. Their bravery to enter water and clever hunting techniques ensured they were blessed and well fed under Silverpelt." Her eye twinkled as she looked down at the pair of the kits sure they would recognize their heritage. "Others were permitted into the dense tall trees of the forest stretching high high into the sky." The old cat stretched her paws out over her head reaching as far as her limbs would let her, the words elongated to match her movements. "The many branches were full of more leaves than could be counted, and almost as many birds nested there. The cats here learned to climb and hide among birches and bushes alike."

The she-cat paused tactically before continuing letting her description sink in. "Yet still more cats were carefully settled in the dark foreboding pines, tough and cold their hearts were chilled by mountain air." Amberbright let her tone become low and intimidating. "They were survivors willing to do anything to maintain their piece of land and way of life. The fourth and final group of cats ran wild and free across the open moors. The wind at their backs giving them the speed and grace needed to catch their prey." Amberbright let her face be level with the pair of kits raising a brow with a serious look she prompted, "Can you guess who they were?"

The aged cat curled her tail beneath her back paws waiting patiently for the duo's responses.

(Sorry this took awhile, been having a crazy week.)

[SpiritWolf_yt]

[its fine]

Cloudkit listened intently her smiled spreaded on every clan she was telling" WINDLCAN!!!" the young molly replied jumping up and down
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

[occultation]

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Slatestripe purred and nuzzled his mother in return. “I understand. Being a leader is like being a parent, or a long-term mentor. I suppose you’re right, that they’re really not that different of roles. It’s just something that would take a bit of a different approach. I think I can do that, if I were to give myself a little time and patience.”

He let the conversation lapse into silence for a fair bit. He gazed up at the stars, wondering where he’d be a season-cycle from now. So much was always changing in RiverClan that it was impossible to predict. Who knew if he’d even still be alive. He was luckier than a lot of cats to have even made it three and a half season-cycles.

Eventually, he spoke again. “What do you think of Pikestar?” A few simple words with so much weight and meaning. His mother had lived through more leaderships than he, so he assumed she’d have a different take than most of the younger cats. After all, many of the cats in the Clan had only lived under Kestrelstar, Skystar, and now Pikestar.

He waited for her to give her thoughts before giving his own. He was curious if they’d align at all.

( Quietheart )

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|95 Moons|

Satisfied with their responses the aged warrior slid onto her side into her comfortable bedding. She squirmed around for a few moments trying to find a spot which would not agitate her battle tested body, nor any of its old aches and pains that seemed to get more bothersome every leafbare. The tri colored calico's amber eyes rolled back into her head thoughtfully searching for softly buried memories. A gentle breeze echoed through the den and she waited for the hollow din of wind against rock to pass.

"There have always been four clans under the watchful eye of StarClan." The elder began. Her voice was far off and soft, but layered with dramatic weight. "Great clans filled with many brave cats. Some were sleek with oily fur and taught to hunt along riverbeds, eating a bounty of fish. Their bravery to enter water and clever hunting techniques ensured they were blessed and well fed under Silverpelt." Her eye twinkled as she looked down at the pair of the kits sure they would recognize their heritage. "Others were permitted into the dense tall trees of the forest stretching high high into the sky." The old cat stretched her paws out over her head reaching as far as her limbs would let her, the words elongated to match her movements. "The many branches were full of more leaves than could be counted, and almost as many birds nested there. The cats here learned to climb and hide among birches and bushes alike."

The she-cat paused tactically before continuing letting her description sink in. "Yet still more cats were carefully settled in the dark foreboding pines, tough and cold their hearts were chilled by mountain air." Amberbright let her tone become low and intimidating. "They were survivors willing to do anything to maintain their piece of land and way of life. The fourth and final group of cats ran wild and free across the open moors. The wind at their backs giving them the speed and grace needed to catch their prey." Amberbright let her face be level with the pair of kits raising a brow with a serious look she prompted, "Can you guess who they were?"

The aged cat curled her tail beneath her back paws waiting patiently for the duo's responses.

(Sorry this took awhile, been having a crazy week.)
[its fine]

Cloudkit listened intently her smiled spreaded on every clan she was telling" WINDLCAN!!!" the young molly replied jumping up and down
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Webkit nodded to show that he had come to the same conclusion as Cloudkit. Why was Amberbright telling them all this? He already new it all. He wanted to tell the elder to get on with the story, but was afraid she would make him leave.

[Quietheart]

Webkit nodded to show that he had come to the same conclusion as Cloudkit. Why was Amberbright telling them all this? He already new it all. He wanted to tell the elder to get on with the story, but was afraid she would make him leave.
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Slatestripe purred and nuzzled his mother in return. “I understand. Being a leader is like being a parent, or a long-term mentor. I suppose you’re right, that they’re really not that different of roles. It’s just something that would take a bit of a different approach. I think I can do that, if I were to give myself a little time and patience.”

He let the conversation lapse into silence for a fair bit. He gazed up at the stars, wondering where he’d be a season-cycle from now. So much was always changing in RiverClan that it was impossible to predict. Who knew if he’d even still be alive. He was luckier than a lot of cats to have even made it three and a half season-cycles.

Eventually, he spoke again. “What do you think of Pikestar?” A few simple words with so much weight and meaning. His mother had lived through more leaderships than he, so he assumed she’d have a different take than most of the younger cats. After all, many of the cats in the Clan had only lived under Kestrelstar, Skystar, and now Pikestar.

He waited for her to give her thoughts before giving his own. He was curious if they’d align at all.

( Quietheart )
[its fine]

Cloudkit listened intently her smiled spreaded on every clan she was telling" WINDLCAN!!!" the young molly replied jumping up and down
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

The small white kit who had forgotten to give her name proudly shouted WindClan, which made Amberbright chuckle a little. "Well that is one of the four I was talking about." Her head tilted to Webkit who was nodding in response to her question but she sensed the eagerness beneath his pelt though his small brown eyes did not betray this fact. "You kits learn these facts younger and younger don't you, well then let me get on with it." The old cat gathered her paws under her calico fur and took another breath before beginning.

"There was a time when I was still a very young warrior, that instead of four clans there were two, although we did still call ourselves RiverClan and ShadowClan among one another." Her amber eyes flickered up and down jumping from memory to memory like water rolling naturally from a river to a lake. The flames from her memories could almost be seen in the depths of the orange resting under her narrowed lids. "I'm going to tell you the story of Bucknight, a cat of cunning, malice and once given leadership of our two clans."
Her voice was heavy with truth and buried in the weight of her faraway memories.
Rabbiteye-ball
~SilverShine~
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Happy and content with her son returning her affection Amberbright let the quiet moment sink in. It was nice and cool under the moonlight, and the wind that passed into the camp made every reed and bush sing gently. The Elderly cat felt that elusive sense of calm that every creature searched for in life, she was at peace. Her soul clung to it, for the long years had taught her that it would not last, and the moment however brief needed to be cherished. As she squeezed out every drop of positivity from the soothing atmosphere stretching it to seem longer than it actually was, her son posed a loaded question.

She guessed he was also feeling the euphoric moment and more than a little scrutinized by the nearby hover of Silverpelt. "Hmmm..." The gray-black calico elder hummed with thought at stirring the recent events in her mind, measuring them against her own experiences with past leaders. After some time had passed she began to speak carefully, having decided to start with the good in order to maintain her blissful demeanor. "Pikestar has one important thing that many of our former leaders did not possess. He is cautious and mindful of the weight of his action on not just himself but our relations with the surrounding clans as well." Her words left her grizzled mouth candidly thinking on his reverence for dead warriors like Slatewhisker and the care taken to not recklessly attack other clans when loners were possibly killing some of their clan.

"Lionstorm for all his bravery was foolish to attack ThunderClan alone. It started a war full of bloodshed, and because no consulting was ever done, none in the clan can actually verify if the actions he took were just." Amberbrights words caught in her mouth, her normal questioning ways feeling like disloyalty to a cat she had admired for many moons. She knew despite her emotions that her logic was correct, no cat could verify Lionstorm story that Fawnhearted had died by ThunderClans hands. "If he had at least waited for backup maybe he would still be alive. Maybe we could have won more easily instead of sending two clans into chaos." A subtle sad frustration had entered her soft voice, and she fought the urge to look down at her paws.

"Most of the leaders in my time with RiverClan have shared this reckless nature, and Lionstorm was one of the more noble among them." Her thoughts flowed out in a stream of consciousness as she rattled off various leaders and examples of this trait as it came to mind. "Kestrelstar allowed himself to be guided and fooled by his inner circle into continuing the war because he knew no other way of showing strength. He allowed the death of Eelsting and his mother to change his judgment. In his confusion he did not look outside the higher ranks of his clan for answers. Many of us thought Snakeheart was a bad apple." She curled her lip at the thought of the two timing medicine cat, and at the same time felt glad that Fawnpaw was their medicine cat now.

"Sootstar had to brief a reign as leader for me to judge, but his absence probably just means it was too much for him. He should have stayed Sootflare, but only StarClan knows for sure." Her mind continued rolling back to the next cat "Fallenstar was more contained but his battles within his own clan and his squabbles with his deputies proved his anger, something he only reconciled at the end of his role as leader." His rash handling of the internal affairs of the clan had caused needless rifts that still persisted to this day. She passed over Russetswirl as he has been a worthy leader outside of appointing Fallenstar as the next to be in charge.

"Bucknight was probably the worst of all of them, he arrayed the clans in the forest against one another, even destroying the very hunting grounds we use. All just to satiate his lust for dominance over lands around the seastones." Amberbright returned to the present she felt her small withering tail grinding against her paws in anxiously. "In short unless the recent death of Shadepaw and Lynxfall have affected Pikestar as deeply as it did Kestrelstar I don't think he would drag us into anything unnecessary." She turned her paws over using them as a focus to move onto the next topic.

"That same careful nature of his though might also hinder him from taking action when needed, the weight of the events in the clan cause him to loose his composure and remove his ability to both console the clan, and gather info from it." She stopped abruptly from her blabbering. She was sure her son would have something to say by now. Amberbright smiled lightly with embarrassment. "Sorry I got carried away."

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit scooched forward listening intently her eyes sparkly with joy as she listened to amberbright
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[MockingRabbit]

~SilverShine~ - Quietheart
Two clans? Webkit thought, suppressing a huff. Did this elder really think that they would believe that there used to be two clans? There had always been four. "Shouldn't it be Buckstar then?" He asked.

[occultation]

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Slatestripe listened intently to his mother’s words. A grim look crossed his face as he thought of the seasons-long war that RiverClan had endured with ThunderClan. The whole conflict had brought so many losses, only to end poorly for RiverClan. At the moment, in Slatestripe’s mind, their mortal enemy across the river had the upper paw. Perhaps, if past leaders had strategized better, they wouldn’t be in the position they were in. He nodded in agreement as his mother voiced her opinions on Lionstorm’s reckless decision to throw himself at ThunderClan without all the knowledge he needed to make a wise decision.

Slatestripe’s ear had been split in one of the many conflicts between the two Clans. A battle that felt like it was eons ago. He closed his eyes for a moment as bloody memories from times long since past rose up in his mind. He could still hear all the screeching. He could feel the warmth of the blood running down his face, as if his ear had never healed.

It had been a long time since he’d thought of those battles. He’d found his own way to move past them, even though he was reminded of that time every time he saw his own reflection. He focused harder on his mother’s words to quiet his own raging memories.

His mother shared similar thoughts about Pikestar as he. Once she finished, he chuckled at her apology for going on. “It’s fine, I enjoyed hearing your thoughts on the leaders. Some of them I didn’t know as you did. I think the same of Pikestar as you. I admire his ability to carefully analyze situations to determine how they’ll impact the Clan before he acts. But, I fear he isn’t handling the string of recent deaths as a leader should. He’s hesitating, it seems. I’m worried the weight will be too much for him. He’s a strong cat, but what if he can’t find a way to lead while grieving? Perhaps I’m worrying for nothing, scarred by memories of our old leaders.”

He gazed back up at Silverpelt. “Still, more cats keep turning up dead all the time. I keep wondering… why haven’t we attacked the rogues yet? Is there something Pikestar is keeping from us? Why hasn’t he spoken to us every time a cat is killed by one of those rogues? Why hasn’t he chosen a deputy? I think he’s a good leader, but I worry how he’ll handle all this chaos. RiverClan needs stability.”

( Quietheart )

[Quietheart]

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Slatestripe listened intently to his mother’s words. A grim look crossed his face as he thought of the seasons-long war that RiverClan had endured with ThunderClan. The whole conflict had brought so many losses, only to end poorly for RiverClan. At the moment, in Slatestripe’s mind, their mortal enemy across the river had the upper paw. Perhaps, if past leaders had strategized better, they wouldn’t be in the position they were in. He nodded in agreement as his mother voiced her opinions on Lionstorm’s reckless decision to throw himself at ThunderClan without all the knowledge he needed to make a wise decision.

Slatestripe’s ear had been split in one of the many conflicts between the two Clans. A battle that felt like it was eons ago. He closed his eyes for a moment as bloody memories from times long since past rose up in his mind. He could still hear all the screeching. He could feel the warmth of the blood running down his face, as if his ear had never healed.

It had been a long time since he’d thought of those battles. He’d found his own way to move past them, even though he was reminded of that time every time he saw his own reflection. He focused harder on his mother’s words to quiet his own raging memories.

His mother shared similar thoughts about Pikestar as he. Once she finished, he chuckled at her apology for going on. “It’s fine, I enjoyed hearing your thoughts on the leaders. Some of them I didn’t know as you did. I think the same of Pikestar as you. I admire his ability to carefully analyze situations to determine how they’ll impact the Clan before he acts. But, I fear he isn’t handling the string of recent deaths as a leader should. He’s hesitating, it seems. I’m worried the weight will be too much for him. He’s a strong cat, but what if he can’t find a way to lead while grieving? Perhaps I’m worrying for nothing, scarred by memories of our old leaders.”

He gazed back up at Silverpelt. “Still, more cats keep turning up dead all the time. I keep wondering… why haven’t we attacked the rogues yet? Is there something Pikestar is keeping from us? Why hasn’t he spoken to us every time a cat is killed by one of those rogues? Why hasn’t he chosen a deputy? I think he’s a good leader, but I worry how he’ll handle all this chaos. RiverClan needs stability.”

( Quietheart )

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright absorbed her sons worries feeling her own fur prickle with concern at his astute thoughts. "We must give him a little more time to work things out, some cats take longer than others to process shock." Her first words were sympathetic and wistful and her next words nearly hopeful. "Perhaps he will come out of his inner crisis a better leader." Even as she said it the calico she-cat knew the words had not sounded all that convincing. Unfortunately experience told her heart that most cats broke under the heavy strain of leadership, it was much less often that she had been surprised in a positive way.

The scraggly elder mused over the possibility that Pikestar was hiding information from the clan. He certainly was capable of it, but to her it seemed more likely that he simply just refused to deal with the situation. Amberbright looked across the dark clearing out towards the leaders den, its entrance draped in invisible lichen that was hidden by the darkness. "I pray to StarClan that Pikestar is not foolish enough to keep all of us out of the loop without a good cause." If he was keeping secrets Amberbright hoped he was keeping a fair number of his close allies informed. A nagging feeling continued to creep up her pelt however that the leader was in fact isolating himself, and exposing the clan to danger in the process.

Her small tail was stirring up the dirt below her as Amberbright fixed her eyes filled with determination upon her son. "Slatestripe did you ever find anything out about the loners?" Her question was innocent, and very much tied to the fact that she herself had not talked with Fawnpaw yet. The old cat had decided to let the situation in the clearing simmer down before speaking with the medicine cat. Being an elder she had an easy method she could employ to gather information. At least my aching joints are good for something, she processed as a smirk crossed her face.

@~Cherry

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Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright absorbed her sons worries feeling her own fur prickle with concern at his astute thoughts. "We must give him a little more time to work things out, some cats take longer than others to process shock." Her first words were sympathetic and wistful and her next words nearly hopeful. "Perhaps he will come out of his inner crisis a better leader." Even as she said it the calico she-cat knew the words had not sounded all that convincing. Unfortunately experience told her heart that most cats broke under the heavy strain of leadership, it was much less often that she had been surprised in a positive way.

The scraggly elder mused over the possibility that Pikestar was hiding information from the clan. He certainly was capable of it, but to her it seemed more likely that he simply just refused to deal with the situation. Amberbright looked across the dark clearing out towards the leaders den, its entrance draped in invisible lichen that was hidden by the darkness. "I pray to StarClan that Pikestar is not foolish enough to keep all of us out of the loop without a good cause." If he was keeping secrets Amberbright hoped he was keeping a fair number of his close allies informed. A nagging feeling continued to creep up her pelt however that the leader was in fact isolating himself, and exposing the clan to danger in the process.

Her small tail was stirring up the dirt below her as Amberbright fixed her eyes filled with determination upon her son. "Slatestripe did you ever find anything out about the loners?" Her question was innocent, and very much tied to the fact that she herself had not talked with Fawnpaw yet. The old cat had decided to let the situation in the clearing simmer down before speaking with the medicine cat. Being an elder she had an easy method she could employ to gather information. At least my aching joints are good for something, she processed as a smirk crossed her face.

@~Cherry

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Slatestripe frowned as Amberbright asked about the outsiders. He shook his head. “I haven’t learned anything useful yet, but in all honesty I’ve been focused on the Clan itself. Holding that battle refresher took a lot of time, since I had to plan it and host it. And I’ve got my own apprentice to prioritize, along with the others I’m helping to train. And I still have to find time to patrol, and help out in the nursery…” His voice trailed off as he realized he was starting to ramble.

He quickly shook his head. “Anyways, I do hope to look into it more soon. Whoever they are, they certainly seem to cover their tracks well. I’m wondering if we’re dealing with some professionals. You know, cats who have killed plenty before turning their sights on RiverClan. Truly despicable monsters. I remember the elders of my kithood telling stories about them coming from the Twolegplace, drenched in blood with extra sharp claws. I stopped believing them when I got older, of course. But now, I’m starting to wonder if there’s some truth to them.”

He slid his dull claws out. He wanted nothing more than to rid their Clan of these terrible rogues, so that everyone could stop sleeping with one eye open. It seemed that the youth were especially in danger, but given that Slatewhisker had also been murdered the rogues clearly didn’t discriminate.

Slatestripe turned a pleading gaze on his mother. “Promise me you’ll stay close to camp, unless you’ve got a warrior with you. I couldn’t bear it if one of those rogues killed you, too.”

[Quietheart]

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Slatestripe frowned as Amberbright asked about the outsiders. He shook his head. “I haven’t learned anything useful yet, but in all honesty I’ve been focused on the Clan itself. Holding that battle refresher took a lot of time, since I had to plan it and host it. And I’ve got my own apprentice to prioritize, along with the others I’m helping to train. And I still have to find time to patrol, and help out in the nursery…” His voice trailed off as he realized he was starting to ramble.

He quickly shook his head. “Anyways, I do hope to look into it more soon. Whoever they are, they certainly seem to cover their tracks well. I’m wondering if we’re dealing with some professionals. You know, cats who have killed plenty before turning their sights on RiverClan. Truly despicable monsters. I remember the elders of my kithood telling stories about them coming from the Twolegplace, drenched in blood with extra sharp claws. I stopped believing them when I got older, of course. But now, I’m starting to wonder if there’s some truth to them.”

He slid his dull claws out. He wanted nothing more than to rid their Clan of these terrible rogues, so that everyone could stop sleeping with one eye open. It seemed that the youth were especially in danger, but given that Slatewhisker had also been murdered the rogues clearly didn’t discriminate.

Slatestripe turned a pleading gaze on his mother. “Promise me you’ll stay close to camp, unless you’ve got a warrior with you. I couldn’t bear it if one of those rogues killed you, too.”

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Her fur rustled with another cold breeze under the moonlight and the small frame of the elder began to shiver. They had been sitting just outside the entrance of the elders den for some time now, and the calico had been so engrossed in the conversation with her son she had not realized how cold she was beginning to feel. As Slatestripe made a kerfuffle about his duties she sensed the stress of his situation and longed to ease some of his responsibilities. As the black-grey toms voice trailed off and he shook his head Amberbright saw her chance. "Well with any luck your day to day patrols will root them out of hiding eventually. You just stay focused on the clan for now, you have enough on your plate." Her voice cooed the words softly, riding on a low and gentle tone like heavy waves rolling smoothly over rocks in the ocean.

Slatestripe carried on about past dangerous outsiders, his form tensing more and more with every word. The old she-cat considered RiverClans former problems well. It was true that enemies from twoleggplace had caused trouble on more than one occasion, yet her motherly instincts dissuaded the former warrior from confirming or denying such facts. Such an action would do little more than increase the pressure Slatestripe felt on himself, burdening his soul. Amberbright pressed up against him for both warmth and comfort. She added "No matter how professional they are every cat has to make a mistake eventually." Her words were calm and sure, the elder began to feel her worries for her son ebb away as she accepted some of the load upon herself. "Don't worry about looking into them, I will gather information in camp and relay it to you."

Her amber eyes observed the frenetic expanding and contracting of her sons ready but dull claws into the soft earth. With each retraction and expansion he was collecting a little more dirt in front of his paws until there was a small pile. He must be eager to solve this problem before it costs more young lives. Slatestripe had invested so much time training the young cats of the clan, more than most. It was no wonder that he would be so upset. The aged calico in her own way was used to preparing the youth for the tough world ahead, as such she shared some small sliver of his pain. After living so long and being the good attentive mother she was Amberbright could read her son like a book. It was a blessing at times, and at others a curse.

Lost in her own thoughts she was caught off guard by Slatestripe's own amber eyes meeting hers. In his orange orbs his fears were reflected clearly as day, and his voice too was heavy with insistence. She gave his torn ear another lick before answering feeling moved by her son's devotion. "Don't worry I won't do anything rash, and I won't leave camp," the greying she cat answered earnestly. She made herself taller and prouder as she spoke her next words soft but firm. "I don't intend to do nothing though. It's my clan too and I am still a warrior no matter what my age is." Ambrerbright felt the familiar well of pride searing through her fur. "You know better than anyone that I'm not quite senile yet, I wont let any cat get the jump on me."

Her whiskers twitched haughtily as her small form suddenly felt larger and younger than it had in moons. This mood was unusual for her but certainly not unwelcome. Amberbright made sure to keep her eyes fixed on her son to show him she needed this, that she was just as determined as he was to save their clanmates even as she abided by his wishes.

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Slatestripe relaxed as Amberbright assured him that she’d be careful. He appreciated her offer of help, since the more paws they had helping out the better. She had the ability to spend much more time sitting around conversing than he. No cat would question it, since she was an elder and as such expected to talk with her Clanmates all day.

To say he was relieved that she’d be staying in camp was an understatement. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing the one cat - other than Rainglow - that he’d known for his whole life. Amberbright had always been there for him, caring for him and guiding him. Even at his age, he still needed his mom. And there was absolutely no shame in that.

He nodded in understanding as she insisted that she still take part in the Clan as much as she could. “I would never ask you to be uninvolved in your Clan. Where do you think I got my dedication from?” His eyes twinkled playfully. “I remember you always putting in as much effort as possible for your Clan, even when it was hard. I wouldn’t expect that to change now. I just want you to be safe, that’s all.”

He flicked his tail over her ears, repeating that familiar gesture of affection he’d used ever since he was tall enough to do so. “I’m glad you’re my mother. I’ve always been able to count on you, and in this world that means a hell of a lot.”

( Quietheart )

[Quietheart]

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Slatestripe relaxed as Amberbright assured him that she’d be careful. He appreciated her offer of help, since the more paws they had helping out the better. She had the ability to spend much more time sitting around conversing than he. No cat would question it, since she was an elder and as such expected to talk with her Clanmates all day.

To say he was relieved that she’d be staying in camp was an understatement. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing the one cat - other than Rainglow - that he’d known for his whole life. Amberbright had always been there for him, caring for him and guiding him. Even at his age, he still needed his mom. And there was absolutely no shame in that.

He nodded in understanding as she insisted that she still take part in the Clan as much as she could. “I would never ask you to be uninvolved in your Clan. Where do you think I got my dedication from?” His eyes twinkled playfully. “I remember you always putting in as much effort as possible for your Clan, even when it was hard. I wouldn’t expect that to change now. I just want you to be safe, that’s all.”

He flicked his tail over her ears, repeating that familiar gesture of affection he’d used ever since he was tall enough to do so. “I’m glad you’re my mother. I’ve always been able to count on you, and in this world that means a hell of a lot.”

( Quietheart )

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright watched the tension melt from Slatestripe, and in his eyes she saw the gears turning beneath them. The relief of her words, the acceptance of her pride as a warrior, and the veneration of those long earned skills mixed with his affection for her as a mother. As always when her son was around, he affirmed to her that peace followed. At least among the scrutinizing and cloudy thoughts of her conscience. He was always her reprieve from the dregs of reality, and the dangers of the world. She was so proud of him, and she knew he knew it, but wondered if such feelings could ever be fully communicated.


As her son's amber eyes lit up he took a sporting jab at her character teasing her for working so hard. "Well when you have two kits, one ambitious and rambunctious. And another who tries to sneak out to the river to collect stones like a squirrel collects nuts, hard work finds you." She let out a soft chuckle as she felt his tail float over her ears. "Well if you want me to be safe, the den behind me is a good place to start. If I stay out in this cold any longer my whiskers will turn to icicles." She gave a throaty purr as Slatestripe praised her, licking his torn ear reflexively.

She briefly considered all the troubles in her life that had led up to this moment and the joy of her relationship with her children. The untimely deaths of Thrushcatcher, Gentleclaw, Morningpaw, Meadowshine....If Amberbright had the choice of exchanging the lives of those cats for this moment she wouldn't. It seemed callous, but like anything it was a choice. No matter how she wrestled with what could have been, she knew her kits were more important to her than anything in this world. If she had not suffered then, such a bond might not even exist.

Through her sense of content the old cat's eyes began to list sleepily and her body felt achy from standing in the cold. She let out a controlled yawn while looking over her shoulder at the den. Sleep was grasping at the elderly cat, they had both been talking for a long time. She wondered if Slatestripe was tired too. Nothing in his small black form gave any indication of it, but perhaps her eyes simply weren't as keen as they used to be.

[occultation]

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

Amberbright watched the tension melt from Slatestripe, and in his eyes she saw the gears turning beneath them. The relief of her words, the acceptance of her pride as a warrior, and the veneration of those long earned skills mixed with his affection for her as a mother. As always when her son was around, he affirmed to her that peace followed. At least among the scrutinizing and cloudy thoughts of her conscience. He was always her reprieve from the dregs of reality, and the dangers of the world. She was so proud of him, and she knew he knew it, but wondered if such feelings could ever be fully communicated.


As her son's amber eyes lit up he took a sporting jab at her character teasing her for working so hard. "Well when you have two kits, one ambitious and rambunctious. And another who tries to sneak out to the river to collect stones like a squirrel collects nuts, hard work finds you." She let out a soft chuckle as she felt his tail float over her ears. "Well if you want me to be safe, the den behind me is a good place to start. If I stay out in this cold any longer my whiskers will turn to icicles." She gave a throaty purr as Slatestripe praised her, licking his torn ear reflexively.

She briefly considered all the troubles in her life that had led up to this moment and the joy of her relationship with her children. The untimely deaths of Thrushcatcher, Gentleclaw, Morningpaw, Meadowshine....If Amberbright had the choice of exchanging the lives of those cats for this moment she wouldn't. It seemed callous, but like anything it was a choice. No matter how she wrestled with what could have been, she knew her kits were more important to her than anything in this world. If she had not suffered then, such a bond might not even exist.

Through her sense of content the old cat's eyes began to list sleepily and her body felt achy from standing in the cold. She let out a controlled yawn while looking over her shoulder at the den. Sleep was grasping at the elderly cat, they had both been talking for a long time. She wondered if Slatestripe was tired too. Nothing in his small black form gave any indication of it, but perhaps her eyes simply weren't as keen as they used to be.

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Slatestripe laughed at his mother’s reference to the antics he and Rainglow got up to as kits. “Yeah, we both probably gave you a few panic attacks every now and again. Sometimes I’m not sure how we both survived kithood!”

His tone grew more serious as she mentioned growing cold. They’d certainly been out here for a while, chatting into the wee hours of the night. Slatestripe wasn’t too cold, but he could understand how his mom was. After all, she was twice his age and burdened by arthritis. He stood and nodded toward the den.

“I understand. Thank you again for the chat. It helped me clear my mind in multiple ways. I’ll have to stop by and seek your services again, if I may.” He nuzzled Amberbright and then stepped back. He wanted to wait for her to go before he did. She’d spent her whole life being protective over him, so he felt in many ways he had to pay her back. His eyes twinkled in the starlight. “Good night, mom. I love you.”

[Quietheart]

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Slatestripe laughed at his mother’s reference to the antics he and Rainglow got up to as kits. “Yeah, we both probably gave you a few panic attacks every now and again. Sometimes I’m not sure how we both survived kithood!”

His tone grew more serious as she mentioned growing cold. They’d certainly been out here for a while, chatting into the wee hours of the night. Slatestripe wasn’t too cold, but he could understand how his mom was. After all, she was twice his age and burdened by arthritis. He stood and nodded toward the den.

“I understand. Thank you again for the chat. It helped me clear my mind in multiple ways. I’ll have to stop by and seek your services again, if I may.” He nuzzled Amberbright and then stepped back. He wanted to wait for her to go before he did. She’d spent her whole life being protective over him, so he felt in many ways he had to pay her back. His eyes twinkled in the starlight. “Good night, mom. I love you.”

Amberbright
|95 moons|

Her son smiled sharing in her good humor until Amberbright joked about the cold. She watched his face transform into that usual stern look of concern of his he normally reserved for dealing with clan issues, or when he needed to assert authority with an uppity warrior. It was his I hope I don't need to tell you look. As he nuzzled her she nuzzled back, glad to be worthy of concern rather than feeling bothered by it. The brown flecks in her grey-black fur stood out against his similar color scheme. As the old cat settled with the idea of parting and the inviting allure of sleep Slatestripe expressed his desire to speak with her again, and offered her a fond I love you.

She responded with an open heart, "The den is always here as am I, but bring your brother sometime will you? I know he is busy but I feel like I haven't seen him in ages." It had been almost a full moon since Rainglow had stopped by and she wondered how her other son was doing. Amberbright was beginning to feel a little forgotten by him, though she tried not to show it so as to avoid distressing Slatestripe. She softened her amber gaze and allowed herself to whisper the words sweetly "Good night, I love you both with all my heart." Her words seemed to ring gently into the den, and she turned to follow the echos into the darkness. Eventually the tired elder found her typical mossy bed and lowered herself into it. Content her eyes closed quickly and she faded into deep peaceful slumber.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

C;oudkit-she/her- white kit with blue eyes- active

Cloudkit turned to webkit as she heard the word buckstar" ooh i like that name" she meowed then turning to Amberbright
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

[Quietheart]

Cloudkit scooched forward listening intently her eyes sparkly with joy as she listened to amberbright
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart
~SilverShine~ - Quietheart
Two clans? Webkit thought, suppressing a huff. Did this elder really think that they would believe that there used to be two clans? There had always been four. "Shouldn't it be Buckstar then?" He asked.
C;oudkit-she/her- white kit with blue eyes- active

Cloudkit turned to webkit as she heard the word buckstar" ooh i like that name" she meowed then turning to Amberbright
Quietheart Rabbiteye-ball

Amberbright
|95 Moons|

As Amberbrights words dropped from her mouth with dramatic weight, the white furred she-kit scooted closer. Her blue eyes told the elder she was hooked like a curious fish upon cats claws. Her captivation was entirely positive. On the other spectrum was Webkit, whose brown eyes narrowed with skepticism. He was hooked too, but his attachment to the story was born from completely different emotions. As she paused, he levied questions upon her about the nature of Bucknights name. It was a deeper question then the young tom realized. Amberbright's orange eyes flickered with approval at his curious scrutiny, it was a quality that would serve him well as he grew. It took me so long to acquire the ability and the confidence to question my clanmates. It comes to him naturally. The elder knew that if the kit figured out when to strategically ask those questions, he would be a great asset to his clan.

"Names my little warriors are more than just traditions. Star denotes a clan leader chosen by StarClan as you have just pointed out. Buckthorn as he was originally called knew this also, and so in order to defy Silverpelt and send a message to his cats along with the other clans he chose the suffix night. All other cats allied with him also took the suffix night, like Blazingash of ShadowClan who was arguably crueler than Bucknight himself who began this violent change in our lands. She became Blazingnight." The old brown black and grey calico measured her words carefully. The former warrior was trying hard to speak at a level the kits could understand. She had become adept at speaking down to her audience as many loved her stories, but she did always wonder how much exactly the young kits absorbed.

An air of caution hung on her next words. "Bucktnight may have brought chaos to the forest but don't be too quick to judge any cat so harshly. You never know when they will surprise you, for better.... or for worse." Her steady amber eyes floated to the side remembering the ambitious naive tom who seemed as if he would take on the whole world for his clan. Her tone was neutral rising and falling as the emotion of the story dictated. "When he was known as Buckthorn I was very young, I looked up to him you know?" Amberbrights face was wistful, and her mouth was slightly ajar as if she could still hardly believe the facts herself. "He seemed so brave. I wanted to be a warrior like him, because he reminded me of my father Thrushcatcher. I could not see what he would become. He was my clanmate, and somone trusted by Otterstar."

Memories of her fathers brown fur and amber eyes filled her mind. His image was vague and hazy after all these years, and the she-cat still felt remorse at not knowing either of her parents very well before their deaths. It was part of what drove her to the relationship she had with her sons, she wanted that closeness to be possible for Slatestripe and Rainglow. It was something she never had. The feeling of longing permeated her body, and Amberbright brought herself together more tightly into a ball folding her paws under her for comfort. Emotionally....and Physically. This story was bringing back so many memories, and she feared for a moment that she might be overwhelmed with nostalgia.

However her experience, and cool head prevailed in the effort to staunch the rise of those feelings within her. She had learned the lessons meant for her, now it was time for the aged cat to pass these timeless lessons onto the kits in front of her. In fact she never would be happy with her time as an elder if she did not offer this one simple benefit to RiverClan. Time had seemed to slow as she was lost in the past, yet she hoped it proved an opportunity for the kits to throw in their two cents.

(Thank you for being patient I had not forgotten about this thread, but it requires a lot of research and attention to detail since I'm actually pulling from cannon lore. Not to mention I have to weave Amberbright into the history in a way that doesn't rewrite it. I love the challenge, but it is daunting at times so I have to wait for days where I feel good enough to write such a detailed post. Anything less and I would feel like I did a disservice to my character and yours.

So again I really appreciate the patience. )

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|95 Moons|

As Amberbrights words dropped from her mouth with dramatic weight, the white furred she-kit scooted closer. Her blue eyes told the elder she was hooked like a curious fish upon cats claws. Her captivation was entirely positive. On the other spectrum was Webkit, whose brown eyes narrowed with skepticism. He was hooked too, but his attachment to the story was born from completely different emotions. As she paused, he levied questions upon her about the nature of Bucknights name. It was a deeper question then the young tom realized. Amberbright's orange eyes flickered with approval at his curious scrutiny, it was a quality that would serve him well as he grew. It took me so long to acquire the ability and the confidence to question my clanmates. It comes to him naturally. The elder knew that if the kit figured out when to strategically ask those questions, he would be a great asset to his clan.

"Names my little warriors are more than just traditions. Star denotes a clan leader chosen by StarClan as you have just pointed out. Buckthorn as he was originally called knew this also, and so in order to defy Silverpelt and send a message to his cats along with the other clans he chose the suffix night. All other cats allied with him also took the suffix night, like Blazingash of ShadowClan who was arguably crueler than Bucknight himself who began this violent change in our lands. She became Blazingnight." The old brown black and grey calico measured her words carefully. The former warrior was trying hard to speak at a level the kits could understand. She had become adept at speaking down to her audience as many loved her stories, but she did always wonder how much exactly the young kits absorbed.

An air of caution hung on her next words. "Bucktnight may have brought chaos to the forest but don't be too quick to judge any cat so harshly. You never know when they will surprise you, for better.... or for worse." Her steady amber eyes floated to the side remembering the ambitious naive tom who seemed as if he would take on the whole world for his clan. Her tone was neutral rising and falling as the emotion of the story dictated. "When he was known as Buckthorn I was very young, I looked up to him you know?" Amberbrights face was wistful, and her mouth was slightly ajar as if she could still hardly believe the facts herself. "He seemed so brave. I wanted to be a warrior like him, because he reminded me of my father Thrushcatcher. I could not see what he would become. He was my clanmate, and somone trusted by Otterstar."

Memories of her fathers brown fur and amber eyes filled her mind. His image was vague and hazy after all these years, and the she-cat still felt remorse at not knowing either of her parents very well before their deaths. It was part of what drove her to the relationship she had with her sons, she wanted that closeness to be possible for Slatestripe and Rainglow. It was something she never had. The feeling of longing permeated her body, and Amberbright brought herself together more tightly into a ball folding her paws under her for comfort. Emotionally....and Physically. This story was bringing back so many memories, and she feared for a moment that she might be overwhelmed with nostalgia.

However her experience, and cool head prevailed in the effort to staunch the rise of those feelings within her. She had learned the lessons meant for her, now it was time for the aged cat to pass these timeless lessons onto the kits in front of her. In fact she never would be happy with her time as an elder if she did not offer this one simple benefit to RiverClan. Time had seemed to slow as she was lost in the past, yet she hoped it proved an opportunity for the kits to throw in their two cents.

(Thank you for being patient I had not forgotten about this thread, but it requires a lot of research and attention to detail since I'm actually pulling from cannon lore. Not to mention I have to weave Amberbright into the history in a way that doesn't rewrite it. I love the challenge, but it is daunting at times so I have to wait for days where I feel good enough to write such a detailed post. Anything less and I would feel like I did a disservice to my character and yours.

So again I really appreciate the patience. )
Webkit stayed silent. He did not want to jeopardise his chance of a story, although the elder seemed to be ignoring his rude tones, he wasn't going to push her too far. He shifted around to make himself more comfy.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Coloudkit-she/her- White she-kit with blue eyes-

CLoudkit smiled" Cool when!!!" the kit meowed happily

Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[Quietheart]

Webkit stayed silent. He did not want to jeopardise his chance of a story, although the elder seemed to be ignoring his rude tones, he wasn't going to push her too far. He shifted around to make himself more comfy.
Coloudkit-she/her- White she-kit with blue eyes-

CLoudkit smiled" Cool when!!!" the kit meowed happily

Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

With the brief intermission Webkit's spotted form seemed to be staring intently at her, while his friendly white counterpart squeaked with glee appearing to rock back and forth. Even as absorbed as she was in the telling of her own story could not stifle a soft purr. They were both so young and captivated, yet at the same time carefree. Youth really was a treat that all life got to experience at least once, and Amberbright loved basking in it. It made her own aching bones feel young again. As quickly as a slight grin had appeared on her content face, it disappeared as she focused on picking up the story again. "Buckthorn was always suggesting things to Otterstar, never afraid to step up to the plate or voice his opinion. That is a trait many cats value, especially when leading. Being in an important position of power often causes others to not tell you the truth."

The elder lowered her muzzle thoughtfully to her paws, deciding how best to demonstrate this idea to the pair of kits. Then she raised her gray paw pad and pointed it towards Cloudkit "If Webkit looked very tired, so tired he could barely stand, would you take moss to the elders den for him even if his mom asked him to do it?" Her question was pointed and weighed down by purpose. Even if the she-kit did not answer as anticipated Amberbright was sure she could demonstrate the effects of secondhand information via this display. She guessed though that within the little white impressionable furball there was as much kindness as energy, and if her wisdom held true then no alteration of the example would be needed.

With experience came the wisdom to potentially divine such situations, for she had met and dealt with many cats. Amberbright was accustomed to navigating social interactions to make her point among more than just kits. Even thinking that the aged calico was very aware she had been surprised before. With inner mirth filling her heart she reflected, Heck I've surprised myself. I never would have guessed I would take Wavecatchers place and provide the service of knowledge to my clan. Irony was a funny thing, she had never much thought of anything outside of immediate consequences in her youth. She supposed it was often a biproduct of age, most of the time anyway.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit listened then to the Question she heard she thought for a moment" yes" she replied
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|96 Moons|

With the brief intermission Webkit's spotted form seemed to be staring intently at her, while his friendly white counterpart squeaked with glee appearing to rock back and forth. Even as absorbed as she was in the telling of her own story could not stifle a soft purr. They were both so young and captivated, yet at the same time carefree. Youth really was a treat that all life got to experience at least once, and Amberbright loved basking in it. It made her own aching bones feel young again. As quickly as a slight grin had appeared on her content face, it disappeared as she focused on picking up the story again. "Buckthorn was always suggesting things to Otterstar, never afraid to step up to the plate or voice his opinion. That is a trait many cats value, especially when leading. Being in an important position of power often causes others to not tell you the truth."

The elder lowered her muzzle thoughtfully to her paws, deciding how best to demonstrate this idea to the pair of kits. Then she raised her gray paw pad and pointed it towards Cloudkit "If Webkit looked very tired, so tired he could barely stand, would you take moss to the elders den for him even if his mom asked him to do it?" Her question was pointed and weighed down by purpose. Even if the she-kit did not answer as anticipated Amberbright was sure she could demonstrate the effects of secondhand information via this display. She guessed though that within the little white impressionable furball there was as much kindness as energy, and if her wisdom held true then no altercation of the example would be needed.

With experience came the wisdom to potentially divine such situations, for she had met and dealt with many cats. Amberbright was accustomed to navigating social interactions to make her point among more than just kits. Even thinking that the aged calico was very aware she had been surprised before. With inner mirth filling her heart she reflected, Heck I've surprised myself. I never would have guessed I would take Wavecatchers place and provide the service of knowledge to my clan. Irony was a funny thing, she had never much thought of anything outside of immediate consequences in her youth. She supposed it was often a biproduct of age, most of the time anyway.
Cloudkit listened then to the Question she heard she thought for a moment" yes" she replied
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Webkit huffed, annoyed that he had been used as an example. I wouldn't get tired, he thought.

[Quietheart]

Webkit huffed, annoyed that he had been used as an example. I wouldn't get tired, he thought.
Cloudkit listened then to the Question she heard she thought for a moment" yes" she replied
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbright listened intently for Cloudkits reply, the gears behind her deep blue eyes were turning as she stopped to consider the question. A huff escaped her darker colored friend sitting next to her clearly taking offense to any notion that he might ever need help. The old warrior suppressed a laugh, thinking of the many difficult patrols after battles in the midst of leafbare that she had been apart of. He will understand one day, he's just too young now. Scarcely had she finished her thoughts when Cloudkit answered her query with a decisive yes.

As Amberbright responded her voice was filled with praise and admiration. "That is a noble decision, and no cat could ask for a better friend than you. To look out for one another is what clan life is all about, a trait every mother would be proud of." Her delighted warm face softened back to a thoughtful gaze, and she looked over towards the nursery. "However now in an effort to help your friend, Webkit's mother thinks he completed the task and he is praised for it while you get no credit. As a result Webkit is the one being asked in the future to handle any tasks that she needs help with." Her amber eyes looked back up at the kits, they were set like jewels in their sockets and narrowing from concentration.

"Even the best intentions, and things done for the good of another can muddle the truth. Each little bit of misinformation takes its toll on the ability of a leader to make sound decisions. With the wrong knowledge they might send someone with a short temper to negotiate a peace between two clans. Being able to make the right judgments is everything for anyone who wants to be blessed with the name Star." Amberbright brought her small tail up from the den floor, not even really noticing her unconscious movement as she brought her mind back to the original tale. "So it was that Otterstar and others saw promising potential in Buckthorn. He was driven, straightforward and young."

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Cloudkit listnened to amberbright with a smile on her face the molly listened so intently that she already forgot about the nursery" Will our clan be in peace someday?" she asked curiously
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|96 Moons|

Amberbright listened intently for Cloudkits reply, the gears behind her deep blue eyes were turning as she stopped to consider the question. A huff escaped her darker colored friend sitting next to her clearly taking offense to any notion that he might ever need help. The old warrior suppressed a laugh, thinking of the many difficult patrols after battles in the midst of leafbare that she had been apart of. He will understand one day, he's just too young now. Scarcely had she finished her thoughts when Cloudkit answered her query with a decisive yes.

As Amberbright responded her voice was filled with praise and admiration. "That is a noble decision, and no cat could ask for a better friend than you. To look out for one another is what clan life is all about, a trait every mother would be proud of." Her delighted warm face softened back to a thoughtful gaze, and she looked over towards the nursery. "However now in an effort to help your friend, Webkit's mother thinks he completed the task and he is praised for it while you get no credit. As a result Webkit is the one being asked in the future to handle any tasks that she needs help with." Her amber eyes looked back up at the kits, they were set like jewels in their sockets and narrowing from concentration.

"Even the best intentions, and things done for the good of another can muddle the truth. Each little bit of misinformation takes its toll on the ability of a leader to make sound decisions. With the wrong knowledge they might send someone with a short temper to negotiate a peace between two clans. Being able to make the right judgments is everything for anyone who wants to be blessed with the name Star." Amberbright brought her small tail up from the den floor, not even really noticing her unconscious movement as she brought her mind back to the original tale. "So it was that Otterstar and others saw promising potential in Buckthorn. He was driven, straightforward and young."
Cloudkit listnened to amberbright with a smile on her face the molly listened so intently that she already forgot about the nursery" Will our clan be in peace someday?" she asked curiously
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Webkit flicked his tail. Maybe this elder, if she knew what she was talking about, had some real advice that he could use when he was leader. That brought a smile to his face. When he was leader, RiverClan would be the most feared clan! Even stronger than ShadowClan!

[Quietheart]

Webkit flicked his tail. Maybe this elder, if she knew what she was talking about, had some real advice that he could use when he was leader. That brought a smile to his face. When he was leader, RiverClan would be the most feared clan! Even stronger than ShadowClan!
Cloudkit listnened to amberbright with a smile on her face the molly listened so intently that she already forgot about the nursery" Will our clan be in peace someday?" she asked curiously
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Both kits were fully engaged as the wiry wily elder proposed her example, at least on the surface they seemed to be grasping at and working out its meaning. In the midst of that momentary quiet the old cats own amber gaze flickered over the pair picking up the unguarded emotions of the youths. Aside from intrigue there appeared to be a distance behind Webkits brown gaze, she felt as if he was looking through her. Perhaps to a future neither could see. Cloudkits own blue eyes were locked with curious intensity. Amberbright felt a ripple of shame as the lively she-kit asked about a peaceful future for the clan. I wish you knew nothing but peace little one. She mused sincerely, refraining from speaking those thoughts aloud yet. Not sure how she wished to respond.

The events of the last few moons rattled through her head, the body of Slatewhisker and others still fresh on her mind. The visible threat of rogues outside the camp and the dangers of a possible coup from within filled every shadowy corner of her imagination. Cloudkit must have seen some of the dead recently even as young as she was, though she might not understand the significance of it just yet. Her answer was measured as she attempted to be honest with the kits without worrying them unnecessarily. After all the last thing she wanted was a disgruntled queen coming into the elders den for a very uncomfortable conversation.

"Peace is something that is very tough to obtain, for either ourselves individually, or our clan. If we want it to last for any great length of time we need to remember to be respectful to other cats situations by addressing them without making ourselves look weaker in the process." Her orange hued eyes rolled down and to the left as if digging out a nugget of wisdom buried behind the sockets. "If we are healthy and well fed we must offer our strength to the weak so that we become an ally, not a target for a desperate clan. If we are hungry and weak we must pretend to be strong using trusted friends to lift us out of catastrophe." Amberbright let out a small sigh, "Sometimes you will give it your all and still things will not go the way we want them. The most you can do is work hard for your clan and keep that desire for peace in your heart."

As she finished speaking her eyes returned again to Webkits spotted fur. Due to her experienced intuitive nature, the she-cat felt the bubbling energy of ambition hiding in his small form. To what end that ambition might lend itself Amberbright knew that as of yet neither cat could tell. It's that same look Slatestripe gave me, still gives me. I hope he is guided well, RiverClan needs that ambition. Her tail swayed behind her moving back and forth like her mind moving from thought to thought. Slatestripe would make a good mentor for him, perhaps I will suggest it to Pikestar.

She considered that perhaps her son would be able to temper the small tom, ironing out any concerns she might have. Both her thoughts and the conversation had taken a heavy turn. Amberbright wondered if she was getting too far afield from the story she had been telling. Though she did not regret the lessons she was trying to teach the kits, the elder hoped they weren't disappointed by her sudden departure from the tale they had come to hear. Your being too hard on yourself, they are kits, you can get back to the story anytime.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

The molly listened intently to amberbright as she enjoyed hearing stories
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|96 Moons|

Both kits were fully engaged as the wiry wily elder proposed her example, at least on the surface they seemed to be grasping at and working out its meaning. In the midst of that momentary quiet the old cats own amber gaze flickered over the pair picking up the unguarded emotions of the youths. Aside from intrigue there appeared to be a distance behind Webkits brown gaze, she felt as if he was looking through her. Perhaps to a future neither could see. Cloudkits own blue eyes were locked with curious intensity. Amberbright felt a ripple of shame as the lively she-kit asked about a peaceful future for the clan. I wish you knew nothing but peace little one. She mused sincerely, refraining from speaking those thoughts aloud yet. Not sure how she wished to respond.

The events of the last few moons rattled through her head, the body of Slatewhisker and others still fresh on her mind. The visible threat of rogues outside the camp and the dangers of a possible coup from within filled every shadowy corner of her imagination. Cloudkit must have seen some of the dead recently even as young as she was, though she might not understand the significance of it just yet. Her answer was measured as she attempted to be honest with the kits without worrying them unnecessarily. After all the last thing she wanted was a disgruntled queen coming into the elders den for a very uncomfortable conversation.

"Peace is something that is very tough to obtain, for either ourselves individually, or our clan. If we want it to last for any great length of time we need to remember to be respectful to other cats situations by addressing them without making ourselves look weaker in the process." Her orange hued eyes rolled down and to the left as if digging out a nugget of wisdom buried behind the sockets. "If we are healthy and well fed we must offer our strength to the weak so that we become an ally, not a target for a desperate clan. If we are hungry and weak we must pretend to be strong using trusted friends to lift us out of catastrophe." Amberbright let out a small sigh, "Sometimes you will give it your all and still things will not go the way we want them. The most you can do is work hard for your clan and keep that desire for peace in your heart."

As she finished speaking her eyes returned again to Webkits spotted fur. Due to her experienced intuitive nature, the she-cat felt the bubbling energy of ambition hiding in his small form. To what end that ambition might lend itself Amberbright knew that as of yet neither cat could tell. It's that same look Slatestripe gave me, still gives me. I hope he is guided well, RiverClan needs that ambition. Her tail swayed behind her moving back and forth like her mind moving from thought to thought. Slatestripe would make a good mentor for him, perhaps I will suggest it to Pikestar.

She considered that perhaps her son would be able to temper the small tom, ironing out any concerns she might have. Both her thoughts and the conversation had taken a heavy turn. Amberbright wondered if she was getting too far afield from the story she had been telling. Though she did not regret the lessons she was trying to teach the kits, the elder hoped they weren't disappointed by her sudden departure from the tale they had come to hear. Your being too hard on yourself, they are kits, you can get back to the story anytime.
The molly listened intently to amberbright as she enjoyed hearing stories
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Webkit listened well, trying to cram all this advice into his head. It all sounded wise, but he'd need to debunk it later.

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Lilac breeze entered the elders den, hoping to speak to one of the elders and have a good time! (-I hope someone will talk to me -) She thought as she sighed, her lilac fur glistened in the dimmish light as her eyes flickered with sparkles. She heard a voice from one of the nests...


Quietheart

[Quietheart]

Webkit listened well, trying to cram all this advice into his head. It all sounded wise, but he'd need to debunk it later.
The molly listened intently to amberbright as she enjoyed hearing stories
Rabbiteye-ball Quietheart

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Seeing the youngsters pondering her words, Amberbright took the time to settle back down. She let her previous worries fade and folded her paws so that they were overlapping one another. Once she was satisfied with her new position the elderly calico picked up where she left off. "So....Many cats were beginning to place their trust in Bucknight, my mentor Wavecatcher was not among them." The she cat remembered her brown furred, golden eyed teachers patented look of concern that always seemed to stiffen into stone at the first signs of trouble. He had told her then to stay away from Bucknight, though the apprentice of 8 moons could not understand why at the time.

"I know now that Wavecatcher was worried because Bucknight seemed to be making lots of friends around the camp. Friends would later support him in his attempts to rake control of the forest." Amberbright felt a sliver of guilt rise in her stomach as she remembered how she had brushed off her mentors misgivings. Why would anyone want to start trouble? Especially not one of her own clanmates. She had thought him paranoid. Irritation prickled her calico form as she inwardly chided herself for having been so foolish. I should have listened. The old cat tried to set her feelings aside, worried they would distract her from the story.

Her voice remained even, yet Amberbright did let some tension affect her words as she spoke the next line. "One morning suddenly Bucknight came back to us with several other cats who claimed Otterstar had been killed by a fox." The she cat tilted her tri colored head with her amber eyes narrowed theatrically and suspiciously. "It was all so sudden, and for the first time I could see that Wavecatcher had reason to be worried." Her memories echoed her distant feelings, separated by an ocean of time. The gnawing anxiety, and her uncertainty about her clans future had kept her lying awake in the apprentices den for more nights than shed like to admit.

She suddenly became curious, "What would you kits have done, if you suspected a clanmate was doing bad things?"

[Quietheart]

Lilac breeze entered the elders den, hoping to speak to one of the elders and have a good time! (-I hope someone will talk to me -) She thought as she sighed, her lilac fur glistened in the dimmish light as her eyes flickered with sparkles. She heard a voice from one of the nests...


Quietheart

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbrights eyes perceived a small shaded lilac form padding into the den, a set of deep cool blue eyes sped about the natural rock. She could just make out the short haired soft figure of Lilacbreeze, who seemed to be searching for something. The calico elder got up and gave her old bones a thorough stretch, before padding over to meet her. I wonder why she is here? Amberbright noticed no discernable concern on the young warrior's face and relaxed her shoulders a bit. For a brief moment she had worried that Slatestripe or Rainglow might have gotten into some sort of trouble. Thank goodness. The long time mother had the nagging feeling lately that danger in the camp was bubbling just below the surface.

The elder pushed her nerves aside as she called out, "Lilacbreeze, you look a little big for a kit coming to hear one of my stories. Does that mean you've run out of kits to play with in the nursery?" Amberbright channeled some of her fearful energy into the playful words, giving a grin as she said them.

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbrights eyes perceived a small shaded lilac form padding into the den, a set of deep cool blue eyes sped about the natural rock. She could just make out the short haired soft figure of Lilacbreeze, who seemed to be searching for something. The calico elder got up and gave her old bones a thorough stretch, before padding over to meet her. I wonder why she is here? Amberbright noticed no discernable concern on the young warrior's face and relaxed her shoulders a bit. For a brief moment she had worried that Slatestripe or Rainglow might have gotten into some sort of trouble. Thank goodness. The long time mother had the nagging feeling lately that danger in the camp was bubbling just below the surface.

The elder pushed her nerves aside as she called out, "Lilacbreeze, you look a little big for a kit coming to hear one of my stories. Does that mean you've run out of kits to play with in the nursery?" Amberbright channeled some of her fearful energy into the playful words, giving a grin as she said them.

Lilacbreeze responded "Actually I wanted a break from just playing with the kits," She said as her Iceberg blue eyes glimmered in the dimmish light. "I wanted to speak with one of the elders, I was hoping I could talk to someone." She said as she walked toward Amberbright, hoping she was up for a Lil' chit chat.

[Quietheart]

. Quietheart[/QUOTE]
Lilacbreeze responded "Actually I wanted a break from just playing with the kits," She said as her Iceberg blue eyes glimmered in the dimmish light. "I wanted to speak with one of the elders, I was hoping I could talk to someone." She said as she walked toward Amberbright, hoping she was up for a Lil' chit chat.

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbright curled her unusually small tail halfway around her paws while listening to Lilacbreeze speak. Her multicolored black, brown, and grey head was pushed forward attentively soaking up her words. "Oh," Was all the old cat could manage at first, She was preoccupied with scouring her clanmates body language to gauge whether this was an attempt to seek advice, or simply idle chatter to pass the time. The venerable old she-cat settled on the second reason as Lilacbreeze seemed cheery enough. Her own heart lightened at the idea. "It has been ages since anyone besides my sons, kits, or other elders have visited." Amberbright smiled while pointing a stiff paw out of the den. "The sun is shining and its not too windy, it would be nice to share tongues and enjoy the clearing with a clanmate for a change."

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

. Quietheart


Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbright curled her unusually small tail halfway around her paws while listening to Lilacbreeze speak. Her multicolored black, brown, and grey head was pushed forward attentively soaking up her words. "Oh," Was all the old cat could manage at first, She was preoccupied with scouring her clanmates body language to gauge whether this was an attempt to seek advice, or simply idle chatter to pass the time. The venerable old she-cat settled on the second reason as Lilacbreeze seemed cheery enough. Her own heart lightened at the idea. "It has been ages since anyone besides my sons, kits, or other elders have visited." Amberbright smiled while pointing a stiff paw out of the den. "The sun is shining and its not too windy, it would be nice to share tongues and enjoy the clearing with a clanmate for a change."[/QUOTE]

She thought about what she said (-It would be nice to go to the clearing out there -) She thought as she went onto the clearing. (( Would you like to go to the river clan clearing, and also you can see my drawing of her in my character album!))

[Quietheart]

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Lilacbreeze looked like she was considering the idea, so Amberbright began making her way towards the den entrance. "If nothing else I need the sun for my obnoxious arthritis, you can fill me in on all the latest in the clearing. The elder passed through the dappling light to the world outside, also seeking to catch a glimpse of her two boys. (Yeah I'll check the album out)

SpirtTheRat0w0

[SpirtTheRat0w0]

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Lilacbreeze looked like she was considering the idea, so Amberbright began making her way towards the den entrance. "If nothing else I need the sun for my obnoxious arthritis, you can fill me in on all the latest in the clearing. The elder passed through the dappling light to the world outside, also seeking to catch a glimpse of her two boys. (Yeah I'll check the album out)

SpirtTheRat0w0

"Yes ma'am." She said in a respectful voice waiting for the perfect opportunity. (( Sorry I'm lazy, and ty ))

[MockingRabbit]

Amberbright

|96 Moons|

Seeing the youngsters pondering her words, Amberbright took the time to settle back down. She let her previous worries fade and folded her paws so that they were overlapping one another. Once she was satisfied with her new position the elderly calico picked up where she left off. "So....Many cats were beginning to place their trust in Bucknight, my mentor Wavecatcher was not among them." The she cat remembered her brown furred, golden eyed teachers patented look of concern that always seemed to stiffen into stone at the first signs of trouble. He had told her then to stay away from Bucknight, though the apprentice of 8 moons could not understand why at the time.

"I know now that Wavecatcher was worried because Bucknight seemed to be making lots of friends around the camp. Friends would later support him in his attempts to rake control of the forest." Amberbright felt a sliver of guilt rise in her stomach as she remembered how she had brushed off her mentors misgivings. Why would anyone want to start trouble? Especially not one of her own clanmates. She had thought him paranoid. Irritation prickled her calico form as she inwardly chided herself for having been so foolish. I should have listened. The old cat tried to set her feelings aside, worried they would distract her from the story.

Her voice remained even, yet Amberbright did let some tension affect her words as she spoke the next line. "One morning suddenly Bucknight came back to us with several other cats who claimed Otterstar had been killed by a fox." The she cat tilted her tri colored head with her amber eyes narrowed theatrically and suspiciously. "It was all so sudden, and for the first time I could see that Wavecatcher had reason to be worried." Her memories echoed her distant feelings, separated by an ocean of time. The gnawing anxiety, and her uncertainty about her clans future had kept her lying awake in the apprentices den for more nights than shed like to admit.

She suddenly became curious, "What would you kits have done, if you suspected a clanmate was doing bad things?" ~SilverShine~

"I would rip their pelt off!" Webkit mewed instantly. He unsheathed his claws and battered at a strip of moss.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" i would go and tell the leader if not then the deputy!" the she-kit said as her blue eye gazed sharply at the elder
Rabbiteye-Ball @ Quietheart

[occultation]

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Slatestripe slowly padded toward the elders’ den. It was very late, so he was rather unsure if his mother would even be awake. He was torn between whether he wanted her to be or not. On one paw, if she were awake, perhaps she could calm his racing thoughts as she always seemed to. On the other, if she was asleep that meant she was taking good care of herself.

He hesitated at the entrance to the den for what was likely only a few moments, but felt like eons. Finally, he peered inside. The den was well-lit by the rays of moonlight streaming down through the branches high above. He thought he could make the shape of his mother out among the other elders. “Mom?” he called softly. Slatestripe hoped he wouldn’t wake the others. Cranky elders was not what he wanted to deal with.

( Quietheart )

[Quietheart]

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[FONT="Book Antiqua"]Slatestripe slowly padded toward the elders’ den. It was very late, so he was rather unsure if his mother would even be awake. He was torn between whether he wanted her to be or not. On one paw, if she were awake, perhaps she could calm his racing thoughts as she always seemed to. On the other, if she was asleep that meant she was taking good care of herself.

He hesitated at the entrance to the den for what was likely only a few moments, but felt like eons. Finally, he peered inside. The den was well-lit by the rays of moonlight streaming down through the branches high above. He thought he could make the shape of his mother out among the other elders. “Mom?” he called softly. Slatestripe hoped he wouldn’t wake the others. Cranky elders was not what he wanted to deal with.

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

Amberbright lay quietly, sleeplessly, in the old nest of her former companion. She had been unable to rest but she was finding comfort in her denmates familiar scent. It was still not yet stale, and a gentle reminder that their was hope for the only other elder in RiverClan to still be found alive. Just as her calico fur began to rise and fall with the subtle hints of approaching sleep she heard paw pads grazing the earth. Her ears perked up, and her amber eyes widened in the darkness beaming like searchlights in the darkened den. Mom? The easily recognizable voice of her son broke the silence. Feelings of relief and disappointment swept over the elder who attempted to move off her fixation on the missing Smallmouse.

As the old gray black cat lifted her head to see the soothing form of Slatestripe standing just inside the entrance, she called out to him. "I'm here Slate. Come on in it's empty right now." Amberbright gave her fur several licks, noticing it looked frazzled and haggard from her nerves. It wasn't only Smallmouse that had been worrying her. The fact that Slatestripe had been passed over for deputy weighed heavy on her mind, as she understood that it might be even more difficult for her ambitious progeny to contend with. He had not visited for some time since the event, and not seeing him around camp did little to settle her feelings.

She was simply glad that he was before him now. The loneliness provided by an empty den in the cold months of leafbare were proving to be hard on her, but she could be grateful for this moment at least. Even before her son fully made his way over to her she ran up and gave his torn ear a quick affectionate lick."Where have you been off to? I hope you and Rainglow haven't gotten yourselves into any trouble latley?" She could barely hide her concern as she passed her eyes over his grey stripped pelt looking for any hair or whisker out of place.

[occultation]

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Slatestripe felt rather guilty that he hadn’t made an effort to come speak with his mother immediately upon recovering from his illness. But, at the time, other things had seemed more pressing. Not that he wanted to imply to anyone that his warrior duties mattered more than his mom, but, well…

He shook his head. He didn’t have to choose between his warrior duties and his mother. Both were equally as important, it was just that his warrior duties caught his attention before speaking to his mom did. That was it. It wasn’t any deeper than that.

He nuzzled her in greeting. A look of concern crossed over his face; she seemed rather frazzled, as if she hadn’t been well lately. His mother was normally very well-kept. “Is anything wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” His reason for visiting was momentarily forgotten in light of the frightening possibility that Amberbright was anything but healthy as could be.

( Quietheart )

[Fernwillow]

Rainfern padded in with a juicy vole in her mouth. “Amberbright? I brought you a vole! I hope you enjoy it and I also hope that the cold won’t bother you!”

{ Quietheart, Cherry~ }
(Cherry, just for the punishment part this is for you to see)

[Quietheart]

Rainfern padded in with a juicy vole in her mouth. “Amberbright? I brought you a vole! I hope you enjoy it and I also hope that the cold won’t bother you!”

{ Quietheart, Cherry~ }
(Cherry, just for the punishment part this is for you to see)
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Slatestripe felt rather guilty that he hadn’t made an effort to come speak with his mother immediately upon recovering from his illness. But, at the time, other things had seemed more pressing. Not that he wanted to imply to anyone that his warrior duties mattered more than his mom, but, well…

He shook his head. He didn’t have to choose between his warrior duties and his mother. Both were equally as important, it was just that his warrior duties caught his attention before speaking to his mom did. That was it. It wasn’t any deeper than that.

He nuzzled her in greeting. A look of concern crossed over his face; she seemed rather frazzled, as if she hadn’t been well lately. His mother was normally very well-kept. “Is anything wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” His reason for visiting was momentarily forgotten in light of the frightening possibility that Amberbright was anything but healthy as could be.

( Quietheart )

Amberbright
|96 Moons|

As Amberbright pressed for an answer to her sons whereabouts he shook his head in response to her question. She wondered whether he was being deliberately vague, or if he simply did not feel like going over the mundane details of what had kept him away. As Slatestripe gave her a nuzzle she leaned in, simply happy to set her amber eyes upon her kin's form. It was in that brief moment of contact that she could smell the stale stench of sickness which clung weakly to his black fur. The elder had smelled illness many times before, the older cats in her den being no stranger to various breakouts of such diseases. As she lifted her head back to inquire after his health Slate launched his own question even quicker.

Caught off guard and with her mouth hanging open Amberbright answered in a bumbling but truthful fashion. "Oh-oh, wellll... I haven't been sleeping too well since Smallmouse disappeared. It's no big deal really, it's just that.. It's a little colder and emptier than I'm used to thats all." The words emptied from her throat at times sounding reassuring, yet at others petering out into meek nothingness. Realizing how unsatisfying her initial answer might seem, the calico perked her ears back up adding "I'm fine really. Better even now that you're back. She gave his cheek a confident lick, and tried to quickly change the subject. "Did you need to talk to me about something? I can tell you haven't been feeling well lately. Is everything ok?

As much as she did enjoy simply shooting the breeze with her son, he would not normally choose such a late hour to sit and chat. She felt he was here because it was of a matter of importance to him. Her stomach tightened a little with apprehension, but the graying she-cat did not let the feeling overtake her. Some far off instinct somewhere told her whatever problem it was, it was not immediate. Slatestripe hadn't exactly come running, or even raised his voice as he searched for her in the den. Following the anxiety was a wave of pride which she felt every time her progeny confided in her. For all my faults, I must be doing something right if he keeps coming to talk with me. Being a mother was one thing Ambernright could never regret.

Her ears twitched as another set of paws padded from the darkness carrying a large vole. Rainfur loosed it from her teeth to speak. The elder dipped her head before speaking "Thank you Rainfur, your too kind, this will help warm me up immensly." Her mouth watered a little at the sight of the creature, but she abstained for the moment focused on the conversations happening in front of her. The lack of sleep also was doing her stomach no favors, which at the moment was a bit upset if a little hungry.

[occultation]

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Slatestripe was relieved that it was only loneliness that seemed to be weighing his mother down. That, and a feeling of longing for a friend she’d lost. He wasn’t sure if he should volunteer to go look for Smallmouse or not; it wasn’t terribly uncommon for elders to disappear, given their vulnerability and tendency to wander where they shouldn’t. The dark warrior didn’t want to say it, but he felt it was unlikely the elder would be found alive.

Slatestripe remembered something an elder had told him when he was an apprentice, when he inquired about why the oldest cat in RiverClan had one day gotten out of his nest and just… left. Slatestripe saw him leave from the apprentices’ den; when he called out to him, the elder had not answered.

The other elder had told him that elderly cats often had a knack for being able to tell when their time was up. If they didn’t have any cats they were close to, or if they simply preferred not to have a fuss over their deaths, they’d retreat deep into the woods to die peacefully. Sure enough, two days later a patrol found that elder, curled up peacefully in a hollow log.

Perhaps Smallmouse had left to do the same. Slatestripe wasn’t aware of any family the elder may have had, and it seemed his only friend had been Amberbright. He didn’t voice any of this, though, not wanting to disturb or frighten his mother. Not that he felt she couldn’t handle it; it was just that she was frazzled enough.

At her inquiry as to his reason for visiting yet again at a late hour, he hesitated. Would she find him foolish for worrying about this? His area of concern was one that he felt came naturally to most cats. Was he flawed because it didn’t feel easy or natural for him?

He cleared his throat. “Yes. My reason for being here. I figure you must know Mintpaw. I’ve mentioned her to you before. The apprentice who presented me with that special stone when she was a kit. I’ve been spending a lot of time with her as of recent, sometimes just hanging out and sometimes helping her with her training. Throughout that, I’ve found that I’ve started… to see her like a daughter of mine. That freaks me out. It’s a lot more responsibility than being a mentor. I feel like I owe her so much. If I screw up, there’s so much riding on it…” He trailed off.

( Quietheart )

[Hailbelly]

Ratface yawned and stretched out his paws, lashing his tail upwards "Why won't stuff happen here more often, it's peaceful but not nearly as exciting as it seems I suppose"

[Estelle]

Elkkit decided to leave an old clump of dirty moss inside the elder's den, out of spite. Just as fast as the little scrap came, he was gone just like that, off brooding inside the nursery.

[BEAR.]

Frosthawk slipped into the elders' den, glancing around for the two presiding elders. "Cranberryspring [ Yugo.], Cinderstripe [ Rosemarystar]?" His voice was a soft call, as to not disrupt them too much. "I wanted to check in on you both and see how you're doing."

[Yugo.]

cranberryspring
the old cat lifted their head at the sound of another cat calling her name. oh dear theres no need to check up on a old cat like me. of course im alright darling. was there something that you needed? she meowed calmly. shifting her weight she hauled herself to her paws to correctly greet the newcomer. well your new or im just so old that ive rooted to the elders den she chuckled.
BEAR.

[BEAR.]

"No, I came here to see if there's anything you needed." Despite the emphasis on his words, Frosthawk's tone was light. He was mildly entertained by the old she-cat's response. "I know it's been a while since you've had visitors... you sure you don't need anything? Fresh bedding, at least?" He could enlist some apprentices to help out with that.

[ Yugo. ]

[Yugo.]

cranberry'spring
oh, no no theres nothing this elder needs. heck im still strong and healthy what cant i do? just because i retired dosent mean i must always need help. i thank you for your concern..oh wait im afraid i never caught your name! oh dear this wont do. she rasped. her bright green eyes scanned the tom for a moment. she didnt recognize this tom one bit yet he still asked if she needed anything. a chuckle escaped her. shadowclan is lucky to have a good hearted warrior such as yourself
BEAR.

[puppeteer]

ranch dressing

{ open }

This was the eldery she-cats first day in RiverClan, and she was enjoying her time in a nice and cozy nest. Mm! She understood why her little fish came here. Quite comfy, mhm. She looked about the den to see if there were any little kits about to tell stories to.

[LostInTheOrchids]

ranch dressing

{ open }

This was the eldery she-cats first day in RiverClan, and she was enjoying her time in a nice and cozy nest. Mm! She understood why her little fish came here. Quite comfy, mhm. She looked about the den to see if there were any little kits about to tell stories to.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙


·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚Reedkit of Riverclan - 5 moons - Black and orange chimera with blue eyes - 8/10˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙


"Oh hi!" The Chimera kit mewed. "This den has been empty for a while, I haven't seen many elders in here! " She exlaimed the world in fact, seemed much larger than she had originally thought. So many more cats, so much to explore! She gasped with brilliant idea that came to mind, "Can you tell me a story?!"

[puppeteer]

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙


·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚Reedkit of Riverclan - 5 moons - Black and orange chimera with blue eyes - 8/10˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙


"Oh hi!" The Chimera kit mewed. "This den has been empty for a while, I haven't seen many elders in here! " She exlaimed the world in fact, seemed much larger than she had originally thought. So many more cats, so much to explore! She gasped with brilliant idea that came to mind, "Can you tell me a story?!"
ranch dressing

The golden tabby looked over with her good eye to see a little black and orange kit, and she smiled. "Well, hello there, dear! What's your name?" She listened quite carefully as the adorable little creature spoke. Letting out a rusty laugh at the question of a story, Ranch Dressing nodded. "Why, of course, my dear! Hm, hm. What to tell you, what to tell you! I went on many an adventure as a youngin', and my brother went on many more. There was one time, when we were back with our old housefolk, that we went on a big boat." She spoke of the boat before realising the child probably doesn't know what a boat even is.

"A boat is a big nest, kind of, for some Upwalkers. They put it out on the water and use it to fish too! My housefolk would give me and my brother some of the fish they'd catch with their sticks."

[perseus.]

Cheeseburger was sleeping soundly in his nest.

[closed]

[vellichor]

Beansprout (https://beansite.carrd.co/)
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

With two robin eggs in his mouth, Beansprout walked into the elder's den and looked around. Ah, there they were! The two strangers. He walked toward wherever they were, dipping his head as he approached and set down the eggs at his paws. "Hello, I don't believe we've met. I'm Beansprout, one of the warriors. And I went hunting today, found these two eggs, and thought you guys might like them!" With that, he waited for a response, sitting and curling his tail around his paws with a soft smile.

// perseus. effervescent. \\

[puppeteer]

ranch dressing

{ vellichor perseus. }

The elder had been snoozing, her graying tabby head rested upon her paws. Upon hearing a cat enter the den, she lifted her head up, squinting her one good eye. Hm? Oh! The kind boy brought Cheeseburger and herself an egg each! What a good boy.

Rolling an egg towards her blind littermate, and then to herself, she gave the warrior another look. Hm. Good boy. "Thank you, dear! Beansprout, was it? I'm Ranch Dressing, and this is my brother. Thank you very, very much. What a good boy." She smiled wide, some of her teeth missing. She was that age, after all.

[perseus.]

☄. *. ⋆ Cheeseburger

The blind tom ears flicked when he heard a voice speak, listening as they spoke, "Beansprout was it? Thank you kindly youngin, very much a good boy." he chuckled as he tried to look in the general direction he had heard the voice at first, truly he for the most part was pretty good at getting around blind but trying to look at someone while they were speaking was still hard a times as well. No matter, he had a delicious egg to eat.

effervescent. vellichor

[vellichor]

Beansprout (https://beansite.carrd.co/)
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

What Beansprout expected was that the new elders would hopefully enjoy the eggs he had found. What he hadn't expected was that the older cats' words of praise would pull on his heartstrings, causing a lump to swell in his throat. How long had it been since the warrior had praise from an older cat? Since... well, since before his father....

With a shake of his head, Beansprout smiled. "It's, it's lovely to talk to you. I'm very glad you like the eggs." That was all he could really manage to say without nearly breaking out into tears.

// perseus. effervescent. \\

[perseus.]

Cheeseburger was sleeping

[Cornbread1233]

Beekit quiety walked into the elders den, trying not to wake the sleeping cats.

[open]

[perseus.]

Beekit quiety walked into the elders den, trying not to wake the sleeping cats.

[open]

Cheeseburger head moved toward the scent of nursery and milk and he purred out softly, "Hello little one, what are you doing here?"

[Cornbread1233]

Cheeseburger head moved toward the scent of nursery and milk and he purred out softly, "Hello little one, what are you doing here?"

Beekit sat next to the elderly cat. "I'm here to listen to a story. Can you tell me one please?"

[Sun´Spots]

Sunkit walked slowly towards the den. He had never been inside that place, but another kit had told him that the elders were friendly and would tell him stories.
she saw a calico cat, similar to her, talking to a gray kit. She knew him: his name was Beekit and he was younger than her.
She tried to remember the elder's name, and remembered that sometimes the kits talked about Cheeseburger.
She stopped in the middle of the doorway, undecided. Then, she meowed to get the attention of the cats present.
"Can you tell me a story, Cheeseburger, please?"
perseus.

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
Mentions: @/Open! 130/350 moons.

Cloudspot grumpily laid down in the elder's den. She yawned as she looked at her claws. She was not that old, in fact, she was a new elder. Riverclan was going through a lot. Hopefully, it would be a worthy story to tell some kits. She closed her eyes.

[Sun´Spots]

Cloudspot
Mentions: @/Open! 130/350 moons.

Cloudspot grumpily laid down in the elder's den. She yawned as she looked at her claws. She was not that old, in fact, she was a new elder. Riverclan was going through a lot. Hopefully, it would be a worthy story to tell some kits. She closed her eyes.

Cloudkit looked at the elder curiously.
"Hello?" he walked slowly "my name is Cloudkit"

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
130/350 moons
Cloudkit looked at the elder curiously.
"Hello?" he walked slowly "my name is Cloudkit"


Cloudpelt's eyes jolt open with fear at her prefix being called. She first saw a war going on in her head between all of Riverclan. But she was haft asleep. in the middle of her dream. She looked down and saw blood everywhere.

But when the dream was over, she fully woke up. It was a kit. Cloudkit. Oh, thank Starclan. "Why hello... Cloudkit.." She said, smiling. "What's the matter?" She asked.

[Sun´Spots]

Cloudpelt
130/350 moons



Cloudpelt's eyes jolt open with fear at her prefix being called. She first saw a war going on in her head between all of Riverclan. But she was haft asleep. in the middle of her dream. She looked down and saw blood everywhere.

But when the dream was over, she fully woke up. It was a kit. Cloudkit. Oh, thank Starclan. "Why hello... Cloudkit.." She said, smiling. "What's the matter?" She asked.

Cloudkit twitched his ears.
"Well, my sister says that there was a cat that had a similar name to mine. I've come to see for myself." Her eyes lit up "You're younger than the other elders" he cocked her head "Were you a warrior recently?"

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
Sun´Spots 130/350 moons.

Cloudpelt nodded slowly. She remembered the Warrior days- she would miss them soon enough. "Mhm. Yes, I was. Maybe when you're older you might have the same name as I do." She smiled. "Would you like to hear a story?"

[Sun´Spots]

Cloudpelt
Sun´Spots 130/350 moons.

Cloudpelt nodded slowly. She remembered the Warrior days- she would miss them soon enough. "Mhm. Yes, I was. Maybe when you're older you might have the same name as I do." She smiled. "Would you like to hear a story?"

Cloudkit immediately pricked up his ears, "Yes, I'd love to" he meowed excitedly.

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
Sun´Spots (I had to search in the threads for a story, since i'm still a bit new I kinda don't have anything. So yee) 130/350 moons.

Cloudpelt searched her mind for a story. She strangely remembered the story SHE was told as a kit. "Well.." She began, thinking of a few missing details. "There was a time. Were Riverclan wanted to follow in the paws of the Dark forest." She continued. Recalling the events she was told in her head. "In was started by a leader after... hmm Owlstar? Otterstar? Yes... Otterstar. I don't quite remember the leader's name. So I guess we should call him. Darkstar." She stretched her tail as she thought some more. "I would not say he was as worse as Dawnstar, but not any better." She said, curling her tail in confusion. Her brain was scattered with memories she didn't even remember having! "I suppose it was just a bad one, anyways-" She twirled her tail one last time before letting it rest. "Im sure it was at the time when Riverclan was empty and starving. They felt like Starclan was giving them nothing. Well... Darkstar did. Many cats disagreed, but of course, he punished them all. They were forced to clan labor. And if they refused, well... death and torture were just a few of the punishments. " She though for what seemed like forever until she just gave up thinking.

"Oh dear... I can't remember anything else. It's been a long time since I was a kit." She said, a friendly look at Cloudkit. "Why don't you try and tell me a story? I'll be interested in hearing one."

[Sun´Spots]

Cloudpelt
Sun´Spots (I had to search in the threads for a story, since i'm still a bit new I kinda don't have anything. So yee) 130/350 moons.

Cloudpelt searched her mind for a story. She strangely remembered the story SHE was told as a kit. "Well.." She began, thinking of a few missing details. "There was a time. Were Riverclan wanted to follow in the paws of the Dark forest." She continued. Recalling the events she was told in her head. "In was started by a leader after... hmm Owlstar? Otterstar? Yes... Otterstar. I don't quite remember the leader's name. So I guess we should call him. Darkstar." She stretched her tail as she thought some more. "I would not say he was as worse as Dawnstar, but not any better." She said, curling her tail in confusion. Her brain was scattered with memories she didn't even remember having! "I suppose it was just a bad one, anyways-" She twirled her tail one last time before letting it rest. "Im sure it was at the time when Riverclan was empty and starving. They felt like Starclan was giving them nothing. Well... Darkstar did. Many cats disagreed, but of course, he punished them all. They were forced to clan labor. And if they refused, well... death and torture were just a few of the punishments. " She though for what seemed like forever until she just gave up thinking.

"Oh dear... I can't remember anything else. It's been a long time since I was a kit." She said, a friendly look at Cloudkit. "Why don't you try and tell me a story? I'll be interested in hearing one."


Cloudkit thought for a moment. "Hmm... I haven't had many adventures since I was born, and I've never been told a story.
Well, I don't know who my mother was, and I was very lonely in the nursery. Honeykit treated me very well, and we considered ourselves siblings. She likes to play and usually talks to anyone, she doesn't stop!" he purred giggly "Once she almost got into the medicine's cat den, and just today he was teaching me how to hunt. She told me you had to make a lot of noise when hunting, so that the prey would know you were there..." he paused as a she-cat entered the den "and there it is"
"Brother!" Honeykit came over and rubbed her muzzle against Cludkit's "I found you!"

Octavia!

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
Sun`spots 130/350 moons

Cloudpelt felt a bit bad for Cloudkit. When she was young, she had so many friends they could make their own clan! It was all fun and games back then. But now, she could hear the faint arguments of the keepers and warriors over the meeting. "Well, if anything or Anyone is troubling you. You're always welcome into the Elder's den. I know I'm not right to be letting everyone have free passes into others' personal space. So try to stick to the entrance or my nest."

When Honeykit entered the den, she noticed how cheerful they were. "Why hello Honeykit, I'm Cloudpelt. " She introduced herself. A small smile reached across her face.

[RavensCall]

Cloudkit thought for a moment. "Hmm... I haven't had many adventures since I was born, and I've never been told a story.
Well, I don't know who my mother was, and I was very lonely in the nursery. Honeykit treated me very well, and we considered ourselves siblings. She likes to play and usually talks to anyone, she doesn't stop!" he purred giggly "Once she almost got into the medicine's cat den, and just today he was teaching me how to hunt. She told me you had to make a lot of noise when hunting, so that the prey would know you were there..." he paused as a she-cat entered the den "and there it is"
"Brother!" Honeykit came over and rubbed her muzzle against Cludkit's "I found you!"

Octavia!
Cloudpelt
Sun`spots 130/350 moons

Cloudpelt felt a bit bad for Cloudkit. When she was young, she had so many friends they could make their own clan! It was all fun and games back then. But now, she could hear the faint arguments of the keepers and warriors over the meeting. "Well, if anything or Anyone is troubling you. You're always welcome into the Elder's den. I know I'm not right to be letting everyone have free passes into others' personal space. So try to stick to the entrance or my nest."

When Honeykit entered the den, she noticed how cheerful they were. "Why hello Honeykit, I'm Cloudpelt. " She introduced herself. A small smile reached across her face.
Ravenkit noticed the kit. "Hello!" he meowed

[Sun´Spots]

Cloudpelt
Sun`spots 130/350 moons

Cloudpelt felt a bit bad for Cloudkit. When she was young, she had so many friends they could make their own clan! It was all fun and games back then. But now, she could hear the faint arguments of the keepers and warriors over the meeting. "Well, if anything or Anyone is troubling you. You're always welcome into the Elder's den. I know I'm not right to be letting everyone have free passes into others' personal space. So try to stick to the entrance or my nest."

When Honeykit entered the den, she noticed how cheerful they were. "Why hello Honeykit, I'm Cloudpelt. " She introduced herself. A small smile reached across her face.


"Hello, Cloudpelt!" Honeykit looked at Cloudkit "see? I told you I had a name similar to yours!", she wagged her tail "Where were you? I was playing cat and mouse with Beekit and Ravenkit a while ago, I caught both of them!" she paused "what's wrong with you?"
Cloudkit was looking at his paws. he didn't really like playing with the other kits "Oh, nothing's wrong with me, Honeykit"

[Sun´Spots]

Honeykit knew her brother wasn't well, but she didn't ask any more questions. He looked up as Ravenkit entered. happy, he went to meet him.
"Hello Ravenkit!" she meowed, then signaled to her brother with her tail. "he is Cloudkit"
Cloudkit timidly took a step towards Ravenkit. "Hello" the kit murmured.
Octavia!

[Spookez.]

Cloudpelt
Octavia Sun`spots 130/350 moons

Cloudpelt smiled sweetly as she turned to Ravenkit. "Great Starclan! By Moon-high every kit in Riverclan would be in the Elder's den!" She joked. She swished her tail and yawned. "Im gonna get some sleep... why don't you play outside.." She mumbled, she set her head down and went back to sleep.

[Sun´Spots]

Ravenkit noticed the kit. "Hello!" he meowed

"We'll do that, sleep well, Cloudpelt" Cloudkit meowed kindly.
his sister nudged him with her nose.
"Come on Cloudkit, we'll play clan! You come too, Ravenkit."

[Cornbread1233]

"We'll do that, sleep well, Cloudpelt" Cloudkit meowed kindly.
his sister nudged him with her nose.
"Come on Cloudkit, we'll play clan! You come too, Ravenkit."
Beekit walked into the elders den and saw Honeykit and Ravenkit talking to a third kit. "Is this your brother?"

[Sun´Spots]

Beekit walked into the elders den and saw Honeykit and Ravenkit talking to a third kit. "Is this your brother?"
Honeykit twitched her ears.
"hi Beeket! Yes, this is my brother, Cloudkit." he lowered his voice "Cloudpelt is asleep, we were going to play, do you want to join us?"

[Cornbread1233]

Honeykit twitched her ears.
"hi Beeket! Yes, this is my brother, Cloudkit." he lowered his voice "Cloudpelt is asleep, we were going to play, do you want to join us?"
"Yes! What are we playing?" she mewed as she turned to face Cloudkit "Nice to meet you"

[Sun´Spots]

"Yes! What are we playing?" she mewed as she turned to face Cloudkit "Nice to meet you"


Cloudkit wagged his tail in greeting.
Honeykit looked at all the kits "we can play clan, I can be the medicine cat" she took a few steps towards the entrance "are we going to Kit Burrow? Ravenkit, are you coming?"
Octavia!

[RavensCall]

"Uh- ok!" Ravenkit squeaked

[poppy]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5680&pictureid=34089

Poking her head in the den, the small ragdoll peered into the elder's den, scoping out the scene before padding forward with a friendly smile on her face. There were quite a few elders, five that she counted from where she was, and she wanted to make sure everyone was comfortable. Holding a bundle of feathers she had been collecting since the beginning of her apprenticeship, Birdpaw felt the need to share some. Definitely because she wanted to be a good cat (which she did) and not because it was causing an uncomfortable lump in her nest.

Maybe it could be both.

Dropping the bundle of multi-colored feathers, she waved her plumy tail in greeting. "Hi everyone! I was just checking in and seeing if anyone wants some nice feathers for their nests? There's plenty here, so just holler and I can bring you some!" She avoided claiming the feathers as her own that she had gathered, but also avoided lying and saying someone else brought them in. She wasn't going to lie, but she wasn't going to hog any recognition, because she didn't deserve any.

[ perseus. puppeteer MusicalKid Scallywagz Paperwhisker - totally optional, but birdy has some feathers to make nests more comfy if your elders are interested :lovesquee: ]

[perseus.]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5680&pictureid=34089

Poking her head in the den, the small ragdoll peered into the elder's den, scoping out the scene before padding forward with a friendly smile on her face. There were quite a few elders, five that she counted from where she was, and she wanted to make sure everyone was comfortable. Holding a bundle of feathers she had been collecting since the beginning of her apprenticeship, Birdpaw felt the need to share some. Definitely because she wanted to be a good cat (which she did) and not because it was causing an uncomfortable lump in her nest.

Maybe it could be both.

Dropping the bundle of multi-colored feathers, she waved her plumy tail in greeting. "Hi everyone! I was just checking in and seeing if anyone wants some nice feathers for their nests? There's plenty here, so just holler and I can bring you some!" She avoided claiming the feathers as her own that she had gathered, but also avoided lying and saying someone else brought them in. She wasn't going to lie, but she wasn't going to hog any recognition, because she didn't deserve any.

[ perseus. puppeteer MusicalKid Scallywagz Paperwhisker - totally optional, but birdy has some feathers to make nests more comfy if your elders are interested :lovesquee: ]

Cheeseburger ears flicked when he heard the call of one of the youngins in the clan he purred loudly, it being raspy at times, “Little one I would like some!” He called from his nest, his blind eyes looking in the general area he heard the call come from

[lio]

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/21159626?1681860126
FERRETSNAP (https://toyhou.se/21159626.ferretsnap)
fluffy brown and white tom with amber eyes.
he/him

After sharing his words to the lazy-asses sitting in the clearing, Ferretsnap pushed his way into the elder's den. He looked around, tail flicking as he expected to see the elders of the Clan sitting in the den. Not that he'd mind if they were in there, as long as they didn't get on his nerves. Regardless, he was here to clean the nests so the elders wouldn't need to sleep on stale bedding. It must be quite uncomfortable for them.

Clearing his throat, he made his presence known before beginning to work, remaining silent. If they wished to talk to him, they could, but he was simply here to clean- he wouldn't bother them with pointless conversation unless they spoke to him first.

[ open ]

[poppy]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5680&pictureid=34089

The small ragdoll was glad to hear an elder call for some feathers. It was someone she wasn't familiar with- must have joined after she fell into the river for a few moons- but still seemed like a wonderful cat! She wondered if this cat knew her dad, Pikestar- or was it Snowleap now?

Didn't matter. He was still Dad.

"I've got plenty!" She chirped, carrying her feathers over to the elder's nest. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Birdpaw." She decided to introduce herself before getting to work, looking down at the nest. Noticing it was a little... flat looking, she turned to hurry off to grab some extra moss, but was delighted to see Ferretsnap enter the den with moss.

"You're a mind-reader, Ferretsnap." She smiled softly, as the warrior silently got to work. Not knowing him as much of a conversationalist, she didn't want to make him uncomfortable. But once he got finished with her elder's nest, the apprentice would place the feathers down, lining the edges and scattered them on the bottom.

Noticing that the tom had the same milky look in his eyes that her friend Wormbite did, she decided to try and explain to him what was going on, since Ferretsnap hadn't said anything and she didn't want the elder to be confused about anything. "Ferretsnap just brought you some nice, new moss for your nest, mister! Do you want to try it out?"

[ lio perseus. ]

[perseus.]

Cheeseburger slept soundly

[closed]

[Silvershadow13]

~Juniperkit~

She bounced into the elders den, fur fluffed.
"Okay, lets split up into teams of two, Duckkit, you can pair up with Moonkit, and Briarkit can pair up with me."

jupiter FruitBat *Galaxy_Cats*

[FruitBatz]

~Juniperkit~

She bounced into the elders den, fur fluffed.
"Okay, lets split up into teams of two, Duckkit, you can pair up with Moonkit, and Briarkit can pair up with me."

jupiter FruitBat *Galaxy_Cats*


[ I am so sorry for replying late I don’t know which mention to reply first]

Moon trotted in afterwards as she heard what Juniperkit said. “Okay!” She says with a smile, looking towards Duckkit.

*Galaxy_Cats*

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Nodded Happily ~Juniperkit~

She bounced into the elders den, fur fluffed.
"Okay, lets split up into teams of two, Duckkit, you can pair up with Moonkit, and Briarkit can pair up with me."

jupiter FruitBat *Galaxy_Cats*

[perseus.]

Cheeseburger was sleeping , but snoring rather loudly.

[Silvershadow13]

jupiter *Galaxy_Cats* FruitBat

(I personally forgot about this, we have to clean the nests)

-Juniperkit-

She started to pull away the old nests and throw them at the wall to pick up later.

[Silvershadow13]

-Juniperkit-

Bouncing into the elders den, the kitten searched around for any cats who looked willing to tell a few tales.
(OPEN)

Beetlenose

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Ran Out,Coming Back In With Fresh Moss And Bedding,Her Mouth Full,She Put It All Down And Smiled At Juniper



Silvershadow13

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Ran Out,Coming Back In With Fresh Moss And Bedding,Her Mouth Full,She Put It All Down And Smiled At Juniper



Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

She smiled at Duckkit before kidding her head
"Thank you, this will help, could you be a little more"

[Beetlenose]

Following her bouncy friend, Minnowkit bounced in after Juniperkit. The grey kitten shook out her thin fur one last time, probably spraying a good 5 cats in the process.
“Juniperkit! Wait up!” She called after her.
She then took a running leap and narrowly avoided a collision. Then just as planned, Minnowkit waited with Juniperkit for a possible story.

(Open!)
Silvershadow13

[Silvershadow13]

Following her bouncy friend, Minnowkit bounced in after Juniperkit. The grey kitten shook out her thin fur one last time, probably spraying a good 5 cats in the process.
“Juniperkit! Wait up!” She called after her.
She then took a running leap and narrowly avoided a collision. Then just as planned, Minnowkit waited with Juniperkit for a possible story.

(Open!)
Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

"This is so exciting!" she dodged as Minnowkit almost tackled her.

(OPEN)

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
"Okay! I'll Be Back!" She Left And Brought Back More Bedding And Fresh Moss,She Then Started Making New Nests


Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

She smiled at Duckkit before kidding her head
"Thank you, this will help, could you be a little more"

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~}
"Okay! I'll Be Back!" She Left And Brought Back More Bedding And Fresh Moss,She Then Started Making New Nests


Silvershadow13

Giving a nod of thanks, she helped Duckkit make some new nests

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~]
She Finished Her First Nest With Juniper Kit,It Wasn't The Neatest Or Prettiest,But She Tried,And She Was Proud Of It,And She Gave Her Friend A Big Smile



Silvershadow13

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~]
She Finished Her First Nest With Juniper Kit,It Wasn't The Neatest Or Prettiest,But She Tried,And She Was Proud Of It,And She Gave Her Friend A Big Smile



Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

"Well, we have like one more nest, you ready! " she bounced out the den to get more moss and grass.

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Already Started On The Next Nest With The Remaining Supplies As She Waited For Juniper Kit To Come Back,As She Waited She Fluffed Up The Other Elder's Nest For Fun And To Be Nice




Silvershadow13

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Already Started On The Next Nest With The Remaining Supplies As She Waited For Juniper Kit To Come Back,As She Waited She Fluffed Up The Other Elder's Nest For Fun And To Be Nice




Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

Dropping two large bushels of moss and grass, she smiled when she saw Duckkit fluff up the other nest, before starting on the next one.

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Finished Fluffing The Last Nest Before Realizing Jupiter Kit Was Back,She Ran Over And Helped With The Nest,She Secretly Tried Some Of The Moss,Before She Realized It Didn't Taste Good,She Already Swallowed It,She Started Coughing,And Rolled Over,Before Giving Jupiter Kit A Nervous Giggle



~WallyDarling~

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Finished Fluffing The Last Nest Before Realizing Jupiter Kit Was Back,She Ran Over And Helped With The Nest,She Secretly Tried Some Of The Moss,Before She Realized It Didn't Taste Good,She Already Swallowed It,She Started Coughing,And Rolled Over,Before Giving Jupiter Kit A Nervous Giggle



~WallyDarling~

~Juniperkit~

Giving Duckkit a skeptical smile, she started to fluff the nest again.

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Sat Proud Looking At Her And Her New Friends Work,The Nests Were Finally Finished



Silvershadow13

[*Galaxy_Cats*]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Sat Proud Looking At Her And Her New Friends Work,The Nests Were Finally Finished



Silvershadow13

[Silvershadow13]

{~ DuckKit ~}
She Sat Proud Looking At Her And Her New Friends Work,The Nests Were Finally Finished



Silvershadow13

~Juniperkit~

"are we supposed to tell someone when we finish?" the kit looked confused as she looked to her companions.

[FruitBatz]

*Galaxy_Cats* Silvershadow13 Beetlenose (I think that’s everyone :) )

Moon smiled as she trotted back from finishing the nests in the back. “I’m finished!” The molly meowed, her orange eyes glimmering with glee.

[Silvershadow13]

*Galaxy_Cats* Silvershadow13 Beetlenose (I think that’s everyone :) )

Moon smiled as she trotted back from finishing the nests in the back. “I’m finished!” The molly meowed, her orange eyes glimmering with glee.

Giving Moonkit a smile, she continued,
"Well, where did Briarkit go"

jupiter
*Galaxy_Cats*

[poppy]

( hey! Sorry for the late reply, but please mention me because I didn't know anyone else had posted since no one mention me except for with Silvershadow13 with their most recent post ^^ *Galaxy_Cats* FruitBat Beetlenose ? )

Briarkit finished up disposing of the old nests and forming new ones, flicking a rather nasty looking piece of bark away as she padded back to the group, tail flicking. "I'm here. " Thanks for leaving me behind, guys. She thought crossly, looking away with a small scowl. Whatever. Who needed friends. She had her brother and Lilycreek. And Silversnow. She didn't need anyone else.

[Silvershadow13]

( hey! Sorry for the late reply, but please mention me because I didn't know anyone else had posted since no one mention me except for with Silvershadow13 with their most recent post ^^ *Galaxy_Cats* FruitBat Beetlenose ? )

Briarkit finished up disposing of the old nests and forming new ones, flicking a rather nasty looking piece of bark away as she padded back to the group, tail flicking. "I'm here. " Thanks for leaving me behind, guys. She thought crossly, looking away with a small scowl. Whatever. Who needed friends. She had her brother and Lilycreek. And Silversnow. She didn't need anyone else.

(sorry about that, and guys @/Beetlenose is not part of our nest patrol, they are in a different rp
jupiter *Galaxy_Cats* FruitBat )

Juniperkit

She hops over to Briarkit,
" Oh, I was wondering where you went, we finished two nests over here but-" she sneezes "we still have more"

[FruitBatz]

(sorry about that, and guys @/Beetlenose is not part of our nest patrol, they are in a different rp
jupiter *Galaxy_Cats* FruitBat )

Juniperkit

She hops over to Briarkit,
" Oh, I was wondering where you went, we finished two nests over here but-" she sneezes "we still have more"



Moonkit swayed her tail, as she waited patiently for her partners.

[puppeteer]

ranch dressing

| RC Elder , 123 moons , she/her , open for discovery - TW for death |

Ranch Dressing had a long and interesting life, this she knew. She was happy to have found a place, at the end of her years, to call home. She'd just had a lovely meal of vole and settled down to sleep. The heat of the early morning lulled her to sleep quickly, and her eyes shut gently. Soon, her breathing slowed.. and then stopped. Her tail stopped it's flicking and she lay still. She saw her mother and father, waiting for her, and with a newfound, kitlike energy she raced to greet them and join them.

[Silvershadow13]

ranch dressing

| RC Elder , 123 moons , she/her , open for discovery - TW for death |

Ranch Dressing had a long and interesting life, this she knew. She was happy to have found a place, at the end of her years, to call home. She'd just had a lovely meal of vole and settled down to sleep. The heat of the early morning lulled her to sleep quickly, and her eyes shut gently. Soon, her breathing slowed.. and then stopped. Her tail stopped it's flicking and she lay still. She saw her mother and father, waiting for her, and with a newfound, kitlike energy she raced to greet them and join them.

(Hope you don't mind some kits finding her) Beetlenose

~Juniperkit~

Treading around the elders den, she finally saw someone, there, A cat was sleeping in a nest, bounding over , she called to her friend,
"Minnowkit, I found someone"

[Beetlenose]

(Hope you don't mind some kits finding her) Beetlenose

~Juniperkit~

Treading around the elders den, she finally saw someone, there, A cat was sleeping in a nest, bounding over , she called to her friend,
"Minnowkit, I found someone"

M͜͡i͜͡n͜͡n͜͡o͜͡w͜͡k͜͡i͜͡t͜͡
Grey kit with darker grey “socks” and tail
———————

Minnowkit perked up. “Perfect!”
She followed Juniperkit over the the sleeping elder.
She tilted her head. “Are they okay?”
She looks so… peaceful… maybe she’s having a good dream?
“Should we try to wake her?” The kitten whispered to her friend.

[Silvershadow13]

M͜͡i͜͡n͜͡n͜͡o͜͡w͜͡k͜͡i͜͡t͜͡
Grey kit with darker grey “socks” and tail
———————

Minnowkit perked up. “Perfect!”
She followed Juniperkit over the the sleeping elder.
She tilted her head. “Are they okay?”
She looks so… peaceful… maybe she’s having a good dream?
“Should we try to wake her?” The kitten whispered to her friend.

puppeteer

~Juniperkit~

Looking at the cat she nodded, then shook the elderly feline. Their fur felt odd, almost warm and cold at the same time. Turning to Minnowkit, she freaked out,
"I think she's sleeping forever"