RiverClan Floodstone

[Pitou]

**Heronkit**
poppy. Cecy

Watching her mother from the nest, the undersized kit huffed. How dare she make me stay in the nest! It's no fair! IT wasn't even my fault at the last meeting! That noisy Flintkit ruined it for her! As she sulked, watching the den entrance where her mother had disappeared, an blundering orange bundle caught her attention. Heronkit pricked her ears, looking on as Firekit made a break for the entrance. "Hey! No fair!" Her face scrunched up as she wiggled her back end and pounced out of the nest, running awkwardly after her mother and sister. She slid, nearly running into the back of her sister, as she caught the bright kit, such a stark opposite to herself, talking to a grown up. She hadn't caught what had prompted Firekit's defensiveness but she got enough that it had been about her so she straightened herself beside Firekit and stuck her tongue out at the she-cat.


**Doeheart**

The lilac calico queen smiled softly at Silverfin, appreciating the interest but feeling mildly defensive over her kits. She was aware that she found herself a bit more defensive over the kits she'd brought into her litter, despite them not knowing they were any different than the kits she'd had herself shortly after, making it only worse that they all seemed to have some sort of limitation or disability, likely due to the circumstances she'd found them in. Being woken the night before by Heronkit's seizure surely put her that much more on edge. She'd had no medicine cat to turn to and the seizure had past before she could think to do anything about it but it had rattled her nonetheless.

Before she could respond to Silverfin, Doeheart was shocked by a small familiar voice. Looking down at her daughter, she draped a large feathered tail over the kit, followed quickly by the kit in question. "Hush now, children. There's no need to be rude," she admonished though she was silently glad to see her daughter defending her sister. Looking back at Silverfin, Doeheart smiled, "Oh kits. No, they're all quite well. They keep me on my toes, definitely but what fun would they be if they didn't?" she giggled softly.

Snowleap's voice getting into the meeting reminded the queen of her previous reservations coming into this meeting. Her heart dropped at the first words out of his mouth. Skystar has left us? She'd found herself disagreeing with the leader in ways she'd never done before but still, losing a leader, not so long after Kestrelstar's death, was no light matter. The loss of a leader hurt her deeply and she subconsciously wrapped her tail around the two wayward kits who'd followed her, pulling them into her body. Her instincts had been right about not wanting her kits to witness such a meeting. Though Snowleap moving quickly into the necessary matters satiated her nerves some. Losing a leader was like losing a loved one each and every time but there seemed to be hope on the horizons. A quickly appointed deputy, fresh Shields, and, to Doeheart's greatest relief, a new medicine cat. The young she-cat would have a lot to learn and no clear way to do so but at least there was a start. She decided she'd need to stop by and congratulate Fawnpaw on the new rank, and introduce herself as her kits may be regulars for the young medicine cat. [ marni for the mention ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

the lost is devasting of skystar but splashstripe stayed strong and stayed striaght up," congratulation fawnpaw!" he shouted with delight,

[Jayfeatherrules]

Applekit emerged from the nursery to listen in on the meeting. Grief overwhelmed her at the sound of Skystar's death. She didn't know life could change that quickly.

(Sorry for late post)

[SpiritedWarrior]

Reedwhisker dipped her head in respect to her new leader, although it was hard to swallow the fact she wouldn't see Skystar until the day she walks amongst her past Clanmates in StarClan. Raising her head back up she took a step forward, casting a soft and supportive glance at Fawnpaw.

"I can watch over the Clan while you are gone, Snowleap," Reedwhisker nodded. "I'll be able to handle everything."
zenosaurus (for the Snowleap mention)
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Littlepaw watched as each Clanmate had spoken about Skystar's death. It was natural for them all to interact with shock. And then came the news of Fawnpaw being selected by StarClan to be their new medicine cat. She was just an apprentice like Littlepaw! But if StarClan chose her out of all the Clanmates she had, Littlepaw would not question it. It was StarClan's will, how could any cat really question what their ancestors wanted?

"Congratulations, Fawnpaw!" she smiled and dipped her head in acknowledgment to her denmate. "If you need any help, I'd be glad to!"

No cat has offered to help the older apprentice. It was polite, so why not offer to help? Especially since Fawnpaw seemed just as nervous as Littlepaw typically was. I'd be glad to help her... some time away from our Clanmates would help me too.
marni (for the Fawnpaw mention)

[xavier.]

Pebblefoot
(She/They/He)

Pebblefoot of course had known about the death of Skystar and although she didn't agree with some of his actions it was still painful to hear about his death. The warrior looked around the crowd of cats for any familiar faces and familiar faces he found.

Seeing Shimmerstreams look the grey pawed warrior got up and walked over to the three siblings who of one was his best friend, Flintfang. Pebblefoot sat down next to Shimmerstream trying to give her a look as if trying to comfort but without interrupting the meeting

{ GlitterKitten Katlike cloudivity }

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Specklepaw
(They/He)

Skystar dead? The med cats missing? Fawnpaw being the new chosen med cat? All of this was too much to take in. The apprentice wrapped their tail around his paws still watching to see if Snowleap would say anything else.

[puppeteer]

Silverpaws eyes went wide. How could the leader of RiverClan be dead?? Her eyes started to tear, so she turned to bury her face in Shimmerstreams fur. She knew her older siblings could comfort her. She wished she had her own littermates...

Pondwhisker dipped his head. It was a shame that three of the high ranks of RiverClan had either died or disappeared without a trace. He wondered if Fawnpaw would take an apprentice as well, but he doubted that would happen soon. He looked over at his apprentice to make sure they were okay, er as okay as they could be.

Cloudwillow shook her head in disbelief. What was the world coming to? Did StarClan cause this??

[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker watched Snowleap as he started the meeting. Her blue eyes were filled with sadness but she paid attention either way. This was a sad occasion but it would get better. It wouldn't go away completely but it would definitely get better. They would strive from all the challenges they faced, just like always. Snowleap would lead them as a great leader and whoever became deputy would help with that. Slatewhisker would also help. She was a warrior of her clan and she would strive to help.

Slatewhisker looked over to Fawnpaw as she was named Riverclan's new medicine cat. She didn't find it weird that an apprentice was being named medicine cat. That had happened with Windclan and Cowpaw. Fawnpaw was young and had just gone through so much but she was sure, deep in her heart, that the molly would strive in the role and would help Riverclan very much. Starclan had chosen a good cat, no doubt.

[sol.]

Lilycreek hissed. It had not been long since their last leader, and now Skystar was dead? Distasteful. With all the battles and the Windclan threat, perhaps Starclan really had turned against them.

"Snowleap, with all due respect, someone must go with you. None of us want our newest leader going by themselves, even if it is to a blessed place like the Moonstone. You are tired, and an extra pair of paws will prove useful," she called. Even if she disapproved of the way Riverclan had handled some things, she didn't want any more chaos. She just wanted to curl up with her kits and protect them from the world.
zenosaurus

[GlitterKitten]

Shimmerstream wished things could go back to normal. All she wanted to worry about was his family, having to hunt and patrol and spending time with friends.'Friends like pebblefoot.' She thought. They gave Pebblefoot a grateful look as he glanced comfortingly at them. He felt sadness take over as Silverpaw buried her face into their fur. 'She shouldn't have to go through this.' "Its OK Silverpaw. Your family is here for you. And friends to."

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[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Most of the Clan was still reeling from the shock of Skystar's death, which was understandable. The last they knew, he had still had all of his lives. It truly was a shock that all of them had just been ripped away like that, and Fawnpaw herself found that her mind also held questions as to what exactly caused it once the grief and despair was sorted through. So it also came as no surprise that the Clan had a milder reaction to her being announced as the Clan's medicine cat (something she preferred actually - she never liked being in the spotlight).

A few words of comfort reached her ears as one warrior gave her and Snowleap their blessing, and another congratulated her. Her head turned to glance towards Littlepaw who also offered a congratulations and an offer of help, to which Fawnpaw smiled. "Thank you, Littlepaw," she replied, feeling her face heat up even more.

Just as Fawnpaw was starting to feel a bit more relaxed about StarClan's decision, a sharp hiss cut through her thoughts and she looked over to see a warrior speaking to Snowleap. She was stating how he shouldn't go alone, and her ears flattened just a bit. Guilt hung heavy in her heart and she subconsciously moved closer to Beansprout. Although she had accepted his invitation for her to accompany Snowleap to the Starcave, Fawnpaw was no longer sure if it was the right move. After all, she was just an apprentice. If something tried to attack them while they were out...

Her gaze moved from the warrior who had spoken out back to Snowleap, and it was clear if the tom looked close enough the heavy doubt within her gaze. Almost as if she were pleading with him - was this really the smartest choice for the Clan? Had StarClan, perhaps, gotten this wrong?

[ SpiritedWarrior - For the Littlepaw mention zenosaurus - Just had to do a small little Fawn reaction post :heartbounce: maelstrom - And for her moving closer to Beansprout ]

[Captain]

SNOWLEAP
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➣ As the news of RiverClan’s next medicine cat flooded out into the crowd, the tall tomcat watched with a careful gaze. For some reason, one of his warriors — a molly known as Featherspirit — stepped forward, seeming to only have paid attention to the last part of his speech. “That won’t be necessary,” Snowleap meowed, blinking at her for a moment with the tip of his tail twitching back and forth. Part of him immediately saw it as RiverClan not trusting him, not thinking he was capable of handling himself out there. Hadn’t Skystar gone to the Starcave himself all those moons ago? And nobody had jumped to help him then. So, how was this any different? He decided to not allow such childish thoughts overtake him now. It was obvious after a moment of thought that it was not intended that way. Most likely.

Switching his focus back to young Fawnpaw, the dark-furred oriental longhair could see the nervousness written all over her body. How could he not? Snowleap knew such things from his own personal experience, after all. It was a lot to take in, surely. “I would like you to come with me,” He meowed, sensing that Featherspirit’s words clouded her anxious state of mind, “It will be good experience for you, knowing the path to the Starcave, after all.” Plus, StarClan would probably want to see the cat that they had picked out to walk in Snakeheart’s place as RiverClan’s medicine cat. From that point on, some cats seemed taken back, still, about Skystar’s death. It irked him a bit, more than he would like to admit, that the clan didn’t immediately go to chant Fawnpaw’s name. However, maybe that was a fault of his own for not leading the chant. He sighed and blamed himself for the whole mistake, before his ear twitched to another warrior's, Troutstone, words. It made him frown.

“The cause of Skystar’s death was unknown.” He remarked, sweeping his gaze across the crowd again, “Anyone who was there in the clearing could see that he had no physical injuries when I brought him into camp. It was mostly likely something internal, or maybe even StarClan themselves taking his fate into their own paws.” Snowleap went the extra step, once again, to avoid any gritty details to protect the innocent young kittens in the crowd. Thankfully, no other cat appeared to question it further and were willing to move on with the meeting. Good. It was around then that some cats actually started to congratulate Fawnpaw for becoming a medicine cat. Even better. Snowleap looked to Reedwhisper, who spoke of watching the clan while they were away, to which he nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Reedwhisker, I appreciate it.” He said, before his attention was caught by Lilycreek, “Then I will choose a warrior to go with me and Fawnpaw to the Starcave, if that will make all of you rest easier. But for now, we must move onto the next matter at paw — RiverClan’s new deputy and shields.” Probably the part of the meeting that most cats were looking forward to, which didn’t surprise him in the slightest. Snowleap stayed silent for a bit before continuing on.

“There were many cats whom I considered to be the ones to help me run RiverClan. Many of you have shown your hard work and how important our clan is to you. I want each and every one of RiverClan to know that I appreciate everything you do, no matter if you have a special rank or not.” The tall tomcat meowed, “But regardless, I am quite content with my choice…” Another pause. For suspense, of course. “Blizzardwind. Bluebellcrackle. Gingerfrost.” His gaze went to nobody in particular, simply releasing the names into the open crowd of cats below. “I have chosen these three warriors to become RiverClan’s newest shields, alongside Wormbite and Lizardfrost.” Hopefully, the clan would accept his choice in that regard, but personally, Snowleap was happy with who he had picked out. Perhaps he would be able to have shield meetings again and make sure the rank could have a more active presence in RiverClan. He would have no cats slacking off.

He took a moment to let that new information sink in, smiling as he did so for the time-being. Though Snowleap didn’t allow the clan to rest for too long before moving on with the meeting. “Slatewhisker.” The dark oriental longhair spoke the large gray-furred shecat’s name, finding her in the crowd, “You will be my deputy, aiding me in helping RiverClan into a brighter, happier future. I believe you have done more than enough to prove yourself to your clan. I trust in you to watch over RiverClan when me and Fawnpaw travel to the Starcave tonight.” With that being said, Snowleap became silent, smiling proudly to Slatewhisker and hoping RiverClan would shower her, and the newly-named shields, with much deserved praise. A lot had been said, but he was glad to have all of RiverClan now know his choices.
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[Cecy]

Silverfin was in shock when she heard the news about Skystar's death. She hadn't noticed any injuries when the leader had last been brought back tothe camp, but she knew from experience that sometimes illness could sneak upon you. Years ago, when she was a kit, she had lost her sister to an internal illness that wasn't easy to treat. From her physical appearance it had looked like she was healthy, but really she was fighting a battle internally. The silver she-cat shook her head, trying to clear it of theterrible memory for the moment so shecd congratulate the newly named shields as well as the deputy and medicine cat. She joined the rest of the Clan in chanting their names. For a breifmoment, she wondered what it would be like having kits around this time. She imagined that everything Snowleap had just said would be difficult to explain to them, but after moons of talking to the other queens about their experiences, Silverfin found herself wishing that she could have kits of her own. In her mind she pictured them asking her what the meeting was about the second she came into the nursery, and shaking her head in response as they pestered her with questions. She started to feel a little sad at the thought and shook her head a second time in an attempt to clear it again.

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit chanted all the names in congrats after he finished

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker, Silverpaw and Cloudwillow all shouted the new shields and the new deputys names.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

splashstripe shouted the deputy and sheilds

tigerfire listened

echoblue watched

swiftflight listened

[poppy]

➵ ~Fierce~

The large platinum and silver tom was quite annoyed by everyone's shock that Snowleap was on the Streamstone. He would have expected that cats would actually pay attention to their Clan mates, the same thing had happened to himself when he called the meetings. Did no one pay attention? Skystar bad announced that he would be leaving, but cats still were shocked and pissed to find Blizzardwind up on the rock, and then Snowleap had brought in an actual corpse and laid in the middle of the Clearing, and now they were STILL shocked. It was really very obnoxious. He cast a warm grin at Mistypaw as her return was announced. Along with Birdpaw, so he also nodded to her. He wasn't aware that the other apprentice had died, it wasn't announced, so he had assumed she had run off.

He turned to Slatewhisker and smiled and nodded to her. "Hello." Another former apprentice of his. He was glad to have them all still around for the most part. Almost all the kids he trained grew to be like children to him. His slate blue eyes focused back up on Snowleap as he continued to speak. New medicine cat. Congratulations Fawnpaw. He would call out, but all this registered in his old man head too late. New Shields. Gingerfrost, Bluebellcrackle. Him. While there wasn't a lot of time for him to talk, since Snowleap was moving along, he dipped his head and allowed a slight pleased smile to form on his face. New deputy, who would this be?

As the deputy was announced, he leaned over to rest his cheek on Slatewhiskers shoulder, and purred. "You deserve it, good job." he was proud of her, she had always been a good kid.

[Raven~]

Softecho dug her claws into the dirt as she listened to Snowleap explaining Skystar’s death. Poison, it was the only explanation. The last time she had seen Skystar, the RiverClan leader had been in perfect health. It made no sense that the untimely death was natural. Maybe he had eaten a bad piece of prey? Softecho stared at Snowleap. Then again, Snowleap did seem a bit dismissive about the whole thing. Softecho didn’t know what to think, but until she figured it out or got some answers, she wouldn’t put all her trust in Snowleap. Not yet.

The RiverClan warrior adverted her attention from Skystar’s death to the other announcements Snowleap had. She called out the names of the Shields, noting each of them. Each warrior was a loyal warrior in Softecho’s mind, especially Blizzardwind. Good, that would help ease Softecho’s conscience. Then Slatewhisker for deputy. Hm, Softecho didn’t know a lot about Slatewhisker, but she must be a good warrior if Snowleap chose her for deputy. “Slatewhisker! Slatewhisker! Slatewhisker!” Softecho called out.

[GlitterKitten]

Shimmerstream was glad that Snowleap had made good choices of shields. And, though she didn't know Slatewhisker very well, he knew that she would make a good deputy. "He picked his cats well, didn't he pebblefoot?" They purred at him. It would take a while, but maybe things could actually go back to normal. She licked Silverpaw's head. "Are you alright now Silverpaw? What do you think of Snowleap's choices? She asked, trying to include her in the conversation.

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[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker looked back towards Snowleap as he started speaking again. If anyone asked, she would back up Snowleap on Skystar’s injuries. While she hadn’t gotten a good look she had seen that only Skystar’s ears showed any physical sign that he wasn’t sleeping. They had been stained with blood so she agreed with Snowleap that it had been something internal. But she didn’t believe that Starclan had decided to rip Skystar of his lives. They wouldn’t. Starclan may not have helped them with their problems but they wouldn’t do that. They probably didn’t help because they knew that the clans couldn’t be depending on them all the time. Or else they would never survive.

Slatewhisker jumped out of her thoughts and listened to Snowleap as he spoke once more. She frowned as he seemed to satisfy the couple of warriors’ needs. She was sure that Snowleap and Fawnpaw were capable of arriving safely at the Starcave so she didn’t like it when the clan made Snowleap bend to make the clan happy. It wasn’t right. She sighed and the frown disappeared from her face. Well, I guess if it made the clan happy for now then it was alright. Besides, somewhere inside her mind she decided that it was better that way.

She smiled as Snowleap named the new shields and the shields that were staying. She turned to look at Blizzardwind as he was named and her blue eyes were bright and happy. Her former mentor had always done a great job in caring for the clan and even though he was getting on in his moons, he deserved this, he deserved to help his clan further before he retired or…or before he joined Starclan. She couldn’t think about that now, there were most likely more announcements to be made-

She whipped her head to look at Snowleap with ears perked as she heard her name being called. Was she in trouble? She met his gaze, sure that he could see the surprise in her eyes. Her eyes widened as he continued with his words and she sat there in shock. Her, be deputy? She knew that she helped the clan a lot but she never dreamed of a higher rank. She didn’t care about what her title was, she would always continue to be herself and help. After the shock passed, a smile slowly crawled onto her face. Well, she had done it. Not that she realized she had this goal. But she did it. She had started off as a 7 moon old loner and look at where she was now. She wished she could see her mother, hear what she would say now. She knew that she would be proud for her, proud for how far she had come by herself. Well, not completely by herself.

She turned as she felt Blizzardwind press his cheek to her shoulder. She felt tears of joy fill her eyes and she purred back. “Thank you Blizzardwind. Without you I don’t think I would be who I am today. I’m glad that you were my mentor and I’m glad that you were there for me. Thank you.” She whispered. She turned to looked at Snowleap. “Thank you for choosing me Snowleap. I never believed I would be where I am now. I’ll make sure that things run smoothly while you’re away and I’ll help you with whatever you need help with.” She meowed, dipping her head and turning to looked at her clanmates. They were her responsibility now. She would make sure that they knew they could trust her. Always.
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// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

Bluepaw smiled at the new shields and deputy. "Fawnpaw! Blizzardwind! Bluebellcrackle! Gingerfrost! Slatewhisker!" He chanted, raising his voice so everyone could hear it. "Fawnpaw! Blizzardwind! Bluebellcrackle! Gingerfrost! Slatewhisker!"

[Estelle]

Gingerfrost wasn't paying much attention to the meeting - his thoughts were still elsewhere and it was just too baffling how many warriors had not noticed Skystar's body when it was brought to the clearing, when Snowleap had specifically called the clan's attention. But as before, it wasn't any of his business to what they did and didn't pay attention. It was just irritating having to hear their surprise and shock all over again. Regardless, the meeting continued. The news of a new medicine cat was a good one, and even Gingerfrost took a glance at the young and clearly nervous Fawnpaw. Supposedly chosen by StarClan, they'd have to see how it would go. She was young and it was a big role to fill regardless of it's lesser danger of dying. her work was cut out for her, and perhaps that's what didn't sit too well with the ginger tom - such a young cat alone in a demanding spot. At least it seemed she'd have some support.

An annoying relapse on the cause of Skystar's death (although it was a mystery worth an answer). The clan really did suddenly show a lot of concern for Snowleap. He didn't know and couldn't remember if it was so with previous leaders. But he supposed some extra form of protection couldn't hurt when they did... Whatever they did in there.

Fluffing up his pelt against an invisible cold, the warrior wouldn't have been surprised if Snowleap would have waited until later to choose a deputy (and by extension, new shields. he hadn't even thought of those in a while).
At the back of the crowd he sat, he only partially listened to catch the names of the new shields firstly announced. Blizzardwind, not a big surprise, despite his age. Bluebellcrackle, also not a big surprise. And Gingerfrost. Him. The young warrior had to do a double take, evedently surprised, but there was no repetition of the names. Had he heard this right? There was only one Gingerfrost in this clan (that he knew off), so how? Out of all the over achieving, overly active and excitable warriors, he was chosen to be one of the new shields?
He could barely believe it. He was supposed to be one now? Green eyes moved from Snowleap to the ground, then a brief glance to his side as if trying to find confirmation from someone - as if turning to seek it from his sister. But of course she wasn't there. This wasn't a joke either. There was only one him. Perhaps it wasn't a big deal, but he didn't know how to feel about it. His face had lost it's surprise, but it felt weird still. Very unusual. But he wasn't going to argue with the soon to be leader's choice when there was no reason to. He could fill the position, he knew that (after all, it wasn't much different from the usual duties), it was just going to be more tiring, probably. More expectations. He remained silent in acceptance, and a faint nod. Despite his somewhat contradictory thoughts, it was still an honour. (Was this how Berryscorch felt when she became a Lionheart moons ago?)

His quick process of thought were interrupted when the new deputy was announced. Slatewhisker. He wasn't familiar with the molly, maybe a bit emotional, but nothing pointed towards her being a bad choice. His eyes found the new deputy and he gave her a faint nod in case she noticed his brief look. It wasn't long before the clan chanted her name along with Fawnpaw's (as it seemed to previously not have happened), to which he joined in as one should - some few calls of the shield's names also caught his ear, which felt weird. A few words from the new deputy followed, nothing elaborate (much to his preference), but it showed willingness. That was good. Perhaps RiverClan was now headed to a better future after all the downs.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
As Snowleap concluded that she would be going with him - that he wanted her to come with - Fawnpaw felt a little better. Still, anxiety coursed through her from where she sat next to Beansprout, ear twitching here and there. She didn't dare say out loud that she hadn't the faintest idea where the Starcave was for fear of more of her Clanmates doubting her.

The meeting continued as Snowleap answered a question about Skystar's death. Thinking that StarClan had a paw in his death... it made Fawnpaw freeze up a little. Did StarClan have the power to do that? They had sent Mistypaw back from being dead, so maybe they could also just take lives away like that, too. It was a rather terrifying thought - because Skystar had been nothing but a good leader in her eyes (despite a few missteps here and there), and yet StarClan had reached down to take all of his nine lives from him.

Next Snowleap addressed Lilycreek, and Fawnpaw froze yet again. So a warrior would be coming with them? She tried her best to hide the guilt she felt - why did StarClan have to choose her? She had no experience, no knowledge of the territory aside from the WindClan border and Haven Springs (but only because she had followed Snakeheart's scent there once). She was too young... too anxious... too... too Fawnpaw.

Dejected was a weird emotion, and though she didn't know that's what it was Fawnpaw felt her heart fall into her paws. RiverClan was suppose to have a bright future, and yet StarClan gave an important rank to an apprentice who knew absolutely nothing. She tried hard to keep her whiskers from trembling, attempting to stop the tremor before it started, but it was difficult. Her desire to look on the bright side and see the best in every situation was clouded by the sheer amount of doubt. Not many of her Clanmates had chanted her name, and she knew why: they didn't agree with StarClan's choice. And Fawnpaw was finding that she didn't either.

Locked away within her own little world of despair, she almost missed Snowleap moving on to new shields and the deputy. Blizzardwind. Bluebellcrack. Gingerfrost. Wait, Bluebellcrackle? It was enough to make the young cat lift her head and shove aside her own problems (she could always sit in their dark depths later) and search for the she-cat. She had to congratulate her!

She didn't quite see her yet, but her ears listened as Snowleap also named the new deputy; Slatewhisker. Head turning again to observe the she-cat, Fawnpaw recognized her as one of the cats who had been at Skystar's burial. She seemed like a good choice, and it made the young cat smile. All around her the Clan was chanting the new names of the deputy and shields. Biting back the dark ooze of doubt that threatened to spill out in the form of tears, Fawnpaw added her voice to the mixture. "Mr. Blizzardwind! Ms. Bluebellcrackle! Mr. Gingerfrost!" she chanted, then dipped her head towards Slatewhisker. "Congratulations Ms. Slatewhisker!"

[ ~Fierce~ - For the direct congratulations to Slatewhisker! :lovesquee: ]

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit purred, even if he didnt quite know what was going on. Instead he chanted the names the other cats were.

[sol.]

Internal injury?

Lilycreek frowned. How had Skystar gotten it? A tumble? Perhaps issued from Snowleap himself? Who knows, maybe he just wanted the late leader to hurry up and keel over, so he would get the leadership role. Even more suspicious that they didn't let anyone else see the body...

Stop that, she scolded herself. Not everyone is bad.

Not everyone is like your father.

Snowleap would make a good leader- she knew it. Maybe he would lead Riverclan into a time of prosperity, peace, and hope. Maybe he would repair the alliance with the rest of the clans, and soothe the wrath of Starclan. Whatever it was, may he be strong.

"Fawnpaw! Blizzardwind! Bluebellcrackle! Gingerfrost! Slatewhisker!"

[puppeteer]

Shimmerstream was glad that Snowleap had made good choices of shields. And, though she didn't know Slatewhisker very well, he knew that she would make a good deputy. "He picked his cats well, didn't he pebblefoot?" They purred at him. It would take a while, but maybe things could actually go back to normal. She licked Silverpaw's head. "Are you alright now Silverpaw? What do you think of Snowleap's choices? She asked, trying to include her in the conversation.

l3o.artz
cloudivity
Silverpaw thought about her siblings words. "Good choices." She mumbled, quiet. She was tired. All this death and scaryness was too much for the apprentice for now.

[Captain]

SNOWLEAP
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➣ With the new shields and deputy being announced to RiverClan, many cats seemed to not hesitate to throw up their heads and chant their names in a grateful session of celebration. One would usually be happy for such a reaction, but it made Snowleap’s mouth form a thin straight line along his muzzle. 'And where was this type of enthusiasm for young Fawnpaw?' He wanted to remark to his clan with a stern tone, but he decided not to. The young brown-furred molly had been through far too much already and she didn’t seem like one who wanted the extra attention in a crowd. He just wished she could have gotten more of a chance to be excited for the role of being a medicine cat. But alas, Snowleap knew he needed to focus on other cats of RiverClan for the time-being. He met Blizzardwind’s gaze as his old mentor gave him a smile and nod in response to being made a shield. It made Snowleap smile too, thankfully. Slatewhisker and the senior tomcat seemed to find comfort in one another, but it was no surprise to him. After all, she was once an apprentice to Blizzardwind too, just as Snowleap had been many, many moons ago.

“I have no doubt that you will, Slatewhisker.” The RiverClan leader said proudly, “I look very much forward to working with you in the near future to ensure that all of our clanmates are happy and safe.” More cheers, one being noticeably from Bluepaw, his energetic apprentice. It almost made him chuckle, knowing the small white-furred youth would be made a warrior of RiverClan quite soon. It was around then he caught the eye of Gingerfrost, who appeared rather surprised by his choice, but Snowleap only returned a warm smile in response to the other tom-cat’s gentle nod. What depressed him slightly was that Bluebellcrackle didn’t seem to be present in the crowd. She had been present at Skystar’s funeral, without a doubt, so where was the she-cat now? Hopefully, someone would be able to alert her of the meeting’s information while he was at the Starcave. One could only hope. His dear friend deserved praise for all she had done, that and more.

Next, he saw young Fawnpaw, who was cheering happily with the others regarding Slatewhisker and the others. However, Snowleap could see that there was something more behind those eyes of hers, so many difficult emotions, but the small apprentice tried nonetheless to stay strong for RiverClan. He held a great amount of sympathy and care for Fawnpaw, but knew there were many more cats in the clan capable of being there for her besides him. Nonetheless, tonight would be a special journey that the two of them would take as clan leader and medicine cat. More and more chants echoed in his eardrums, to which he let happen for a moment or two longer, but after that, Snowleap chose to move the meeting along. Time was precious right now.

“The next thing that I would like to bring to attention in this meeting…” He meowed, his gaze turning to two molly apprentices in the crowd, “...are our very own Birdpaw and Mistypaw. Two young apprentices who were sent to StarClan far too early, so much that our ancestors have decided to bring them back to us!” There was a genuine happiness in his tone. “And while our other Mistypaw is not present at this meeting, I have decided to rename you Stormpaw. Blizzardwind will resume your training as it was, of course.” Snowleap said, nodding to the light-gray molly before turning to ragdoll apprentice beside her, “Birdpaw, my beloved daughter, while your original mentor is no longer with us. I have chosen your new mentor to be our very own Stagfrost…” One quick glance around told the oriental that the tom was not present, which made him almost grit his teeth, “...wherever he may be.” With that being done and done, the RiverClan leader smiled warmly. “RiverClan welcomes you two home! We are all so very glad to have you back here with us.” Amongst all the death that had, and would, transpire within RiverClan, he was grateful to at least be given these two wonderful clanmates back home. They both deserved life again.

And with that, all the important things that Snowleap wanted to address in this meeting were done and done. Now, he needed to focus on the journey to the Starcave. Looking at Fawnpaw for a long moment, he came to a final decision. “I know I said earlier that I would be taking a warrior with us to the Starcave, to ease all of your worries, but…” He paused for a moment, deep in thought, “...I have decided against it. This is a special ceremony. I want it to be an important experience for me and Fawnpaw alone as your leader and medicine cat. I promise to every one of you that I will be safe and I will keep young Fawnpaw safe too. We will both come back to you safe and sound. I ask you all to respect this decision of mine… and to have faith in our new healer in guiding me, because I do.” Snowleap blinked at the crowd before standing up and stretching out his paws, “We will be both going to the Starcave now, without any further delay. That is my final say on the matter. This clan meeting is dismissed.” Leaping down from the Streamstone, he quickly padded over to Fawnpaw and gave her a respectful dip of his head. “Are you ready to head out, Fawnpaw?” It was dark and the stars were out, lighting their way. x ghostie Shade. starry poppy. RiztheHuntress Clock Dragonshifter QueenOtter maelstrom Summer Rose duckie Estelle Naiad Rabbiteye WillowBlows12 Dirtfur Cody Riley Paco Killian Slushie seeingstars Raven~ corgigirl lonely.lilyx Silverfur & Co lucidense Morning! Frecklewing Wintermist Fairy implimm Marni. RobinfeatherThe1st cloudivity Lakestorm l3o.artz Fenz Spotty Raspberrypatch SpookyGhost Katlike GlitterKitten SpiritedWarrior Owlstorm21 Blossomflight_:D Rockfall EnderMite126 Tupperware Atticus ~Fierce~ Fenixwolf WinterMara GoldenDays flopsy xath TsunamiAfton Starfall Amber Shadow Nixey CatontheMoon Ravens vance Cxndy_Fatal error Nat LeoDaLeaf Ravensong Don't Panic Cecy goodmorningusa_ Willowfern -Cozenage- marni Wintersun MaryTheCrow Gay'Fluff snazzyty rivercloud Cloverhandreader Susanita441 Honey_Shadow hope myike Jayfeatherrules MinePikGamer

[Lakestorm]

SNOWLEAP
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➣ With the new shields and deputy being announced to RiverClan, many cats seemed to not hesitate to throw up their heads and chant their names in a grateful session of celebration. One would usually be happy for such a reaction, but it made Snowleap’s mouth form a thin straight line along his muzzle. 'And where was this type of enthusiasm for young Fawnpaw?' He wanted to remark to his clan with a stern tone, but he decided not to. The young brown-furred molly had been through far too much already and she didn’t seem like one who wanted the extra attention in a crowd. He just wished she could have gotten more of a chance to be excited for the role of being a medicine cat. But alas, Snowleap knew he needed to focus on other cats of RiverClan for the time-being. He met Blizzardwind’s gaze as his old mentor gave him a smile and nod in response to being made a shield. It made Snowleap smile too, thankfully. Slatewhisker and the senior tomcat seemed to find comfort in one another, but it was no surprise to him. After all, she was once an apprentice to Blizzardwind too, just as Snowleap had been many, many moons ago.

“I have no doubt that you will, Slatewhisker.” The RiverClan leader said proudly, “I look very much forward to working with you in the near future to ensure that all of our clanmates are happy and safe.” More cheers, one being noticeably from Bluepaw, his energetic apprentice. It almost made him chuckle, knowing the small white-furred youth would be made a warrior of RiverClan quite soon. It was around then he caught the eye of Gingerfrost, who appeared rather surprised by his choice, but Snowleap only returned a warm smile in response to the other tom-cat’s gentle nod. What depressed him slightly was that Bluebellcrackle didn’t seem to be present in the crowd. She had been present at Skystar’s funeral, without a doubt, so where was the she-cat now? Hopefully, someone would be able to alert her of the meeting’s information while he was at the Starcave. One could only hope. His dear friend deserved praise for all she had done, that and more.

Next, he saw young Fawnpaw, who was cheering happily with the others regarding Slatewhisker and the others. However, Snowleap could see that there was something more behind those eyes of hers, so many difficult emotions, but the small apprentice tried nonetheless to stay strong for RiverClan. He held a great amount of sympathy and care for Fawnpaw, but knew there were many more cats in the clan capable of being there for her besides him. Nonetheless, tonight would be a special journey that the two of them would take as clan leader and medicine cat. More and more chants echoed in his eardrums, to which he let happen for a moment or two longer, but after that, Snowleap chose to move the meeting along. Time was precious right now.

“The next thing that I would like to bring to attention in this meeting…” He meowed, his gaze turning to two molly apprentices in the crowd, “...are our very own Birdpaw and Mistypaw. Two young apprentices who were sent to StarClan far too early, so much that our ancestors have decided to bring them back to us!” There was a genuine happiness in his tone. “And while our other Mistypaw is not present at this meeting, I have decided to rename you Stormpaw. Blizzardwind will resume your training as it was, of course.” Snowleap said, nodding to the light-gray molly before turning to ragdoll apprentice beside her, “Birdpaw, my beloved daughter, while your original mentor is no longer with us. I have chosen your new mentor to be our very own Stagfrost…” One quick glance around told the oriental that the tom was not present, which made him almost grit his teeth, “...wherever he may be.” With that being done and done, the RiverClan leader smiled warmly. “RiverClan welcomes you two home! We are all so very glad to have you back here with us.” Amongst all the death that had, and would, transpire within RiverClan, he was grateful to at least be given these two wonderful clanmates back home. They both deserved life again.

And with that, all the important things that Snowleap wanted to address in this meeting were done and done. Now, he needed to focus on the journey to the Starcave. Looking at Fawnpaw for a long moment, he came to a final decision. “I know I said earlier that I would be taking a warrior with us to the Starcave, to ease all of your worries, but…” He paused for a moment, deep in thought, “...I have decided against it. This is a special ceremony. I want it to be an important experience for me and Fawnpaw alone as your leader and medicine cat. I promise to every one of you that I will be safe and I will keep young Fawnpaw safe too. We will both come back to you safe and sound. I ask you all to respect this decision of mine… and to have faith in our new healer in guiding me, because I do.” Snowleap blinked at the crowd before standing up and stretching out his paws, “We will be both going to the Starcave now, without any further delay. That is my final say on the matter. This clan meeting is dismissed.” Leaping down from the Streamstone, he quickly padded over to Fawnpaw and gave her a respectful dip of his head. “Are you ready to head out, Fawnpaw?” It was dark and the stars were out, lighting their way. x ghostie Shade. starry poppy. RiztheHuntress Clock Dragonshifter QueenOtter maelstrom Summer Rose duckie Estelle Naiad Rabbiteye WillowBlows12 Dirtfur Cody Riley Paco Killian Slushie seeingstars Raven~ corgigirl lonely.lilyx Silverfur & Co lucidense Morning! Frecklewing Wintermist Fairy implimm Marni. RobinfeatherThe1st cloudivity Lakestorm l3o.artz Fenz Spotty Raspberrypatch SpookyGhost Katlike GlitterKitten SpiritedWarrior Owlstorm21 Blossomflight_:D Rockfall EnderMite126 Tupperware Atticus ~Fierce~ Fenixwolf WinterMara GoldenDays flopsy xath TsunamiAfton Starfall Amber Shadow Nixey CatontheMoon Ravens vance Cxndy_Fatal error Nat LeoDaLeaf Ravensong Don't Panic Cecy goodmorningusa_ Willowfern -Cozenage- marni Wintersun MaryTheCrow Gay'Fluff snazzyty rivercloud Cloverhandreader Susanita441 Honey_Shadow hope myike Jayfeatherrules MinePikGamer
Cloverecho nodded and looked up into the sky

[GlitterKitten]

Stormcloud was glad that Snowleap and Fawnpaw were heading out. He was ready for Riverclan to be strong again.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
As the cheering and chanting died down, Fawnpaw was left without a distraction and instead a rather sour loop of thoughts. Anxiety tickled her paw pads as she returned her gaze to Snowleap, who moved on to the reintroduction of two apprentices. Mistypaw, who had died in the battle against ThunderClan when Fawnpaw was just a kit - and Birdpaw. Beloved daughter. She couldn't help but grow her eyes wide as she looked over towards the she-cat. So that was his daughter?? A smile drew upon her face, glad that he had his daughter back. And the words he spoke...

They were happy words, they were. But something... cracked inside of her. Some unknown piece that she hadn't even begun to understand until now, the light she had seen Snowleap in... it had been family. And now, hearing him speak such kind and soft words to a cat who was actually his family felt... well, Fawnpaw wasn't sure. A bitter taste rose in her throat as she thought of her own father. Never present in her life - stars, she didn't even know his name. Not once had Daystripe mentioned it, and not once despite all the times she had wished for it had he come crashing through the camp entrance to wrap her in a hug. There were no soft and kind words spoken to her, no uplifting support. Just a vast nothingness filled with nothing but dreams that would be left unrealized.

With the times that she had interacted with the tall deputy-turned-leader, Fawnpaw had always pictured that her father was much like Snowleap, and even in some instances when she was really lonely she would just pretend... that he was. He was nice, and kind. And he gave really good hugs - ones that could wipe away whatever bad she was feeling in the moment. When he had come across her collecting flowers, Fawnpaw had kept a note that blue ones were his favorite, and she had planned to fill his den with them as a thank you, and maybe work up the courage to confess how he felt like a father to her.

...But he had a family of his own, a daughter of his own. He had Birdpaw, and Risingpaw, and Lynxfall, and Bluepaw, and Shadepaw. It was difficult, watching in her mind as the hope and light she'd first seen him in shatter into a million jagged pieces. Of course he was still her leader and Clanmate, and she cared for him a great deal, but she would be lying if she tried to say it wasn't difficult. First to have her actual father not even bother to be in her life, and then it was realizing that the one she had started to see as that figure... already had a daughter. Claws that were sharp as thorns pierced her heart and she had to force herself to not flinch. To not give into the pain that engulfed her chest in flames.

It felt unfair, but Fawnpaw knew better than to speak any of these thought out loud. The small dose of fear and insecurity lasted second on her expression before she shoved it down with all of the other overwhelming emotions.

Just as soon as the announcement about the returning two apprentices - with Mistypaw getting a new name that Fawnpaw made a note to remember - Snowleap was moving on. She still felt as though there was cotton fluff in her ears, and it was difficult but not impossible to keep the tears at bay. He was talking now about heading out to the Starcave, and the young medicine cat took a steady breath. So it would just be them after all. He spoke of keeping her safe, and having faith in her, and she wanted so badly to smile at him. She wanted to let him know that she appreciated his words, but stars she was still trying to get control of her mind. No, no, no. No. He had his own family. Soon enough, she would have duties of her own. She would need to be there for her Clan, and learn to set aside her own personal demons no matter how much they clawed at her.

Finally, as Snowleap jumped down from the Streamstone and strode over to her asking if she were ready to go, she had managed to muster up enough strength to give him a smile that he hopefully wouldn't see through. "Yes, Mr. Snowleap." But... that would mean leaving behind Beansprout. Turning to look at the tom, she reached out to touch her nose to his. "I'll be back soon, okay Mr. Beansprout? I promise." She didn't want to leave him alone... but she knew she had to walk with Snowleap to the Starcave not only for his leader ceremony but also to meet StarClan as a medicine cat.

Turning back to Snowleap, she gave another nod. "I'm ready to go."

[ zenosaurus - Don't mind the Fawnpaw angst I've been patiently waiting for this moment hehehe :heartbounce: maelstrom - For the last fawnbean moment for now ]

[Jayfeatherrules]

Applekit slowly rose to her paws. She had been silent most of the meeting not wanting to disrupt the older cats. Her mind buzzed with so many questions but the young molly still was quiet.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

splashstripe smiled

echoblue listened

tigerfire sat quietly

swiftflight watched

[bubble[error].]

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

Bluepaw smiled warmly. He so wanted to race up to his mentor and congratulate him, but he knew better. "Good luck, Snowleap! I will see you when you get back!" He called, and then headed off.

[Estelle]

The meeting started out relatively calm for Elkkit until, whoever wasn't old guy began to speak and the clan erupted in murmur. Was this what it would always be like? The young kitten wouldn't enjoy that. He couldn't quite make out what they were saying, only something about presumably Skyguy being gone, in which case he should just come back. The puny grey tom was distracted however, seeking the family he'd lost in the crowd as he realised his loneliness. As some other stuff he was struggling to make out and not really paying attention to was being announced, Elkkit scanned his surroundings with amber eyes to find them. It took a few heartbeats, when finally he recognised his mother's pelt! His eyes lit up and the sick looking kitten didn't hesitate to get to his paws and run over. Promptly he wiggled under mama's tail then besides his siblings, huddling nice and close against them and mama because he'd been alone for far too long and this was simply much nicer. For a moment he quirked his head, trying to listen but he still didn't really understand what was happening. So, poking Doeheart's side, he looked up with a somewhat pouty but curious stare.
"Mama what's going on?!"
The tomkit asked, hoping for an answer and not just... Being told to hush like last time (even though he had been good then).


[ Ravensong poppy. - Late Elk joining :eyes: ]


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Upon his nod, the tomcat noticed the warm smile he got in return - in a sense, confirmation that he had indeed heard correctly. Nor was that something he saw everyday either. He didn't mull on the thought however as he didn't really care nor was it important, and instead moved on as did the meeting. Once again his interest, and surprise but that wouldn't quite show, was picked by the mention of two returnees - Mistypaw (Stormpaw now) and Birdpaw. Supposedly brought back from StarClan. So death. Interesting, but new to the ginger tom. Of course it was good that they were back, but he couldn't help the part of him that felt a bit... Sceptical about the claim. He wouldn't outright presume they lied, he just couldn't quite connect in his mind how something or someone could be brought back from StarClan, and how it was decided who could and couldn't return. He always thought of it as permanent, no matter what. This contradicted that. It was a complicated concept to grasp, and Gingerfrost didn't quite enjoy that. Usually there was at least something logical or comprehendible within a story, this didn't have that. So, instead, after a few heartbeats, he just decided to not think about it. It was only going to tire him more and chances were that he wouldn't ever get an answer. So why waste time and energy when he could just set to accepting that they were back and that was that. Exhaling to let it go, he took note of Snowleap and Fawnpaw going alone after all. Leaders before them had likely made the trip alone as well, so they should be fine.

[Cecy]

"Good luck, Snowleap!" Silverfin called as she headed back toward the nursery. "May StarClan bless your journey!" And with that, she ducked back into the nursery.

[sol.]

She hissed. Their soon to be leader, an apprentice, by themselves? Not that she didn't think they couldn't take care of themselves.... but, really?

She frowned, displeasure rippling across her face.

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit watched the leader and Fawnpaw for a moment before looking around at his clan mates. He had many questions, so instead, he batted at his own tail instead.

[vellichor]

// marni

beansprout // he/him

he didn't have the heart to dismiss fawnpaw after the emotional funeral that they had just had, and instead took to wrapping his tail around her at the beginning of the meeting. he figured he just had to get through this meeting, and then he could just curl up in the warrior's den and sleep for an eternity. or, at the very least, until about sunhigh tomorrow. he felt so drained, so exhausted, and his emotions were sapped. all he felt right now was numb.

his gaze was focused on the sandy-dirt ground, the individual gray hairs on his paws, the way the moonlight bounced off his surroundings. anything but the damn streamstone. because if skystar wasn't up there when he looked.... he wasn't going to be able to get through the meeting is he looked. and he wanted to stay, if only for the small cat at his side.

that's when it happened. the big announcement. fawnpaw.... medicine cat?

and a lot of things happened at once, and the warm presence left his side, and he was all alone. and no cat was chanting her name. then every cat was. his head was spinning, the world was turning, his ears were ringing. he was all alone. fawnpaw was up on the streamstone with... not skystar. she was addressing the clan. he was all alone. the night air was cool and ruffled his short fur. he couldn't move, speak, react. what was wrong with him? why was he like this? he was all alone.

before he knew it, fawnpaw was saying goodbye. and all he could do was jump back a bit, shake his head, blink a few times, and mutter, "yeah, good luck," too softly and too late. and that was it, it was all over. hot, stinging tears welled up as the young she-cat left his sight. why... why didn't he do more? or was he doing the right thing by not doing anything? he clenched his teeth, choking back sobs. he was a horrible cat. he couldn't even do anything for fawnpaw during her big moment. beansprout couldn't tell right from wrong right now.

maybe it was a good thing she was becoming a medicine cat, though. it would mean she wouldn't have to spend any time with him anymore, as long as he never got hurt again. and medicine cats were always busy, right? so she would just be leaving him. like every other cat. but-- but it was for her own good, right? was it selfish of him to wish that she would stay with him? more sobs escaped his mouth, and he crouched down. he knew deep down that it was selfish, and he was a terrible cat for basically dooming her to the same fate as all his other loved ones. all because he had grown close to her. he needed to let go. at this point, he was visibly shaking, crying and sniffing.

he didn't want to be seen, pitied, stared at right now. he frantically searched for an out, but it seemed everything was closing in on him. his breathing quickened, and he felt his throat and chest tighten. tears were still spilling out. his vision was so blurry, but he sprinted toward the camp exit. he made it out, and his only goal was to run far away as fast as he could.

no cat could see him like this.

he was a monster.

[Pitou]

**Doeheart & Heronkit**
Estelle

Blizzardwind earning the Shield rank was no real surprise to Doeheart, even in her political disinterest. Bluebellcrackle and Gingerfrost, she was sure, would serve the clan well as well. Slatewhisker as their new deputy was another level of reassurance for the queen. Having a strong front of leadership was the extent of Doeheart's cares in that area. Having a fresh, strong front again gave her some hope of a brighter future, hopefully putting an end to the recent turmoil. Amid the announcements, she felt another kit crawl under her but she gave little attention to it. Three of her kits had now followed her out but she was beyond being concerned about it. So far they were all staying beside her and the worst of the meeting seemed to have passed. Until she heard Heronkit squeal. The small grey kit shifted away from her brother, throwing a soft-padded, sheathed paw aimed at his ear. Heronkit humphed, resenting the seeming softness of her brother and him dragging her into it. Doeheart quickly inserted her paw between the two siblings, sliding Heronkit away from Elkkit. "Heronkit!" she admonished quietly, "That's no way to treat your family!" The paw poking into her side registered and she turned to the newly-arrived kit. She lowered her head to her kit, giving him a quick lick on the top of his head. "It's a meeting. Lots of boring clan stuff. Snowleap will be our new leader and that warrior over there, Slatewhisker, will be the new deputy. Those two are running the clan and if you ever need help they're the ones to go to in an emergency. We also got a new medicine cat today, I'll go introduce you to her at some point when she's returned and settled back in."

[SpiritedWarrior]

Reedwhisker dipped her head in acknowledgment of what Snowleap said regarding bringing only Fawnpaw with him to the Starcave when he received his lives. It would have been better for a warrior to go with them, but Reedwhisker wouldn't want to question a decision from her leader. It was quite interesting to hear Fawnpaw was to be the new medicine cat, but she would never question StarClan's decisions. If Snowleap and StarClan believed in Fawnpaw, what's to say she didn't?

"Good luck to you both, and may StarClan guide your paws," she purred and stepped away from the Streamstone to continue on with her regular Clan activities. Of course, she would always keep an eye out for any trouble and help Slatewhisker if she needed it.

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Littlepaw couldn't help but smile wide as Snowleap addressed Fawnpaw's concerns but also went back on his decision to bring a warrior. She understood completely that it was a very special occasion, something only Fawnpaw and Snowleap would experience. While she would probably never see StarClan for herself until it was time for her to join their ranks, Littlepaw felt very excited and relaxed at the same time. Only because Snowleap would be receiving his lives and because StarClan hadn't completely abandoned them.

"Good luck, you two!" she perked her ears and walked away as the Clan meeting was dismissed.

[Orion]

|| Flickerpaw | starry poppy. zenosaurus ||

Funerals were lame, and Flickerpaw would’ve preferred watching a caterpillar weave its own cocoon for twelve hours rather than sit at Skystar’s grave and pretend to cry, so she’d gone off and done… other stuff instead. Useful stuff, in support of the living clan members who’d all shed enough tears to cover the ones that Flicker would never weep. Her nest currently overflowed with the fruits—or rather, the blossoms—of her labor, awaiting the perfect moment to strike. And the little midnight apprentice kept adding more with each moment they could snag.

Thank goodness everybody was taking their sweet time sobbing over Skystar’s dead body. Flicker was out of breath from how frantically they’d been darting in and out of camp, dragging mouthfuls of wildflowers. Hopefully no one would comment on the rainbow petals scattered over the dirt… those could’ve come from anywhere, and the fact they formed a confetti trail to the apprentices’ den was entirely coincidental. If anyone DID get wise? Well, Flickerpaw would simply point in the freshly reincarnated Birdpaw’s direction—and then the nosey fool’s attention would be so absorbed by Birdy’s miraculous recovery that any suspicious activity on Flicker’s part would be utterly forgotten.

Being forgettable Flying under the radar definitely had its perks.

The ink-and-blood kiddo had finished stuffing a fluffy bunch of lilac in a corner next to her nest when Snowleap’s voice rang out through camp. Flickerpaw jolted in panic—paws scrambling to rake leaf litter over her prizes—before slipping out of their barracks as though they hadn’t been on a secret solo mission. The majority of RiverClan beat her to the Streamstone, no surprise; all those who’d attended Skystar’s funeral appeared as though their souls had been sucked out, exhaustion weighing heavily on their morose frames. Flicker made an uncomfy expression in their general directions and reminded herself that soon (hopefully) those frowns would be turned upside down… or at least flattened into less abjectly depressed expressions. RiverClan could not survive in this state of grey, drowning grief. They deserved good news. Miracles. Birdpaw’s shining face gazing down at them as she revealed the splendid news of her second chance at life. Flowers in their nests.

Flicker slunk to a spot at the perimeter of the meeting, stance dropped low to the earth to avoid detection. Her smallish ears managed to catch most of the deputy’s words: “there are several things that we need to address as a clan. That being our medicine cats, RiverClan’s newest deputy, new shields, and the return of young Birdpaw and Mistypaw.”

A joyous burst of light leapt in Flickerpaw’s breast. She straightened where she’d been huddled at the back of the crowd, unable to hold in their delight at the announcement about Birdpaw and Mistypaw! Yes, finally! Everyone could forget about the downer of Skystar’s death and focus on how they’d been given back Birdpaw and… wait. Birdpaw and Mistypaw? As in—the Mistypaw who’d been slain? Mistypaw who had actually acted pretty positively toward Flickerpaw that one time, stoking the hope for friendship that smoldered like half-dead coals in Flicker’s heart? THAT Mistypaw?!?!

Birdpaw had probably—or definitely mentioned something about this when she’d sought Flickerpaw out not too long ago… but Flickerpaw had been far too stunned by Birdy not-being-dead that the news tumbled right off her pelt like rain. No way. No freaking way. Was this a dream? Was this real life?

Flickerpaw had enough presence of mind to weakly chant a couple wispy “Fawnpaw, Gingerfrost, Bluebellcrackle, Blizzardwind, Slatewhisker”s until it felt as though the oxygen in her lungs had been transformed into cobwebs. Their watercolor green eyes stared, unblinking, at the astonishing miracle that was Birdpaw and Mistypaw together in once piece. Er—one place. She walked up to the pair as if hypnotized… and perhaps she was. Otherwise, they likely wouldn’t have been brave enough to say anything.

“Um—Mistypaw? D’you remember me? It’s uh, Flickerpaw…” A dry swallow that clicked in Flicker’s throat. Apparently, all the moisture had gone to their eyes, because the outline of Mistypaw was beginning to blur like a runny oil painting. “Birdpaw said that you… but I didn’t realize… I didn’t know that this was a thing. Are you really alive?” An itty bitty paw gestured helplessly to both angelic she-cats. “You’d tell me if I was dreaming, wouldn’t you? Because it would be SO messed up if this were all in my head… Ah, but you’re Stormpaw now, aren’t ya?”

Flickerpaw hiccuped out a watery laugh, wiping unconsciously at their swimming gaze. When their paw came away wet, she sucked in a startled breath and immediately backed away. What were these? Tears?! Nope, nope, nope. Already had plenty of those with Birdpaw. Flicker was going to bolt to safety before she could completely shatter out in public.

“So, uh, yeah, anyway—gotta go! Be seein’ ya! Later Misty—gah! Storm—later, Bird!”

And with that suave goodbye, Flickerpaw made their exit by sprinting as fast as their short little legs could carry them directly to their nest.

[Spotty]

Stagfrost
poppy. [IM BACK!]

It was the first meeting under Snowleap, and Stagfrost had to admit it felt off. He had never really had time to get used to seeing Skystar up there, but this was still new of course. Stagfrost was already sitting in the clearing, under the shade since a small headache from what he assumed to be a bad sleeping position had started to bother him - nothing disabling, just annoying - and he chose to stay there since he could still see and hear well.

There were many things to be done, this meeting or the next. Shields, a new deputy, and something had to be done with the medicine cat situation as well. - all those topics had been on Stagfrost's mind a lot lately. But there seemed to be something else as well, and the tom frowned and straightened up to listen more closely as Snowleap mentioned two names. Birdpaw and Mistypaw. Both rang a bell, but it was stronger for the later name. Starclan must have brought her back to life, because Stagfrost remembered her as being one of the cats who had lost their lives in the recent battle.

Oh, had Starclan also given Snowleap a prophecy about who should step up as the future medicine cats? The prophecy that was now being resited did sound odd, and the fact that it was such a young cat who had been chosen.... was worrying. Sure, Stagfrost was sure the clan would help out if they could (he knew he would anything for Riverclan's well-being) but she was still just an apprentice. Shouldn't Starclan was chosen a fully grown cat for such a task?

But the meeting moved on and Stagfrost tried to focus on the rest of it, the other could wait. The shields and deputy were next, and he was happier over those choices. Blizzardwind, Bluebellcrackle, and Gingerfrost. Gingerfrost and Bluebellcrackle were less known to him, but the brown and white tom shot his former mentor a congratulating nod and glance. And Slatewhisker as deputy. Reasonable, she seemed like a loyal cat, even if she too was close to a stranger to him.

Back to Mistypaw and Birdpaw, the two who had been sent back. Blizzardwind was assigned the first one, but Birdpaw, the daughter of the leader, was assigned to him. Right, she wasn't able to see him from there. The brown and white tom stood up and made his way over to the fluffy apprentice, bending down to touch noses with her - a greeting as well as a courtesy. "So you're Birdpaw. Greetings. I understand dying and being sent back must have taken a toll on you, we'll start your training again but do let me know if anything's amiss." He didn't recall the cause of her death but regardless of how dying wasn't something considered a fun experience, he wouldn't go and push a young cat into training too quickly.

[Estelle]

**Doeheart & Heronkit**
Estelle

Blizzardwind earning the Shield rank was no real surprise to Doeheart, even in her political disinterest. Bluebellcrackle and Gingerfrost, she was sure, would serve the clan well as well. Slatewhisker as their new deputy was another level of reassurance for the queen. Having a strong front of leadership was the extent of Doeheart's cares in that area. Having a fresh, strong front again gave her some hope of a brighter future, hopefully putting an end to the recent turmoil. Amid the announcements, she felt another kit crawl under her but she gave little attention to it. Three of her kits had now followed her out but she was beyond being concerned about it. So far they were all staying beside her and the worst of the meeting seemed to have passed. Until she heard Heronkit squeal. The small grey kit shifted away from her brother, throwing a soft-padded, sheathed paw aimed at his ear. Heronkit humphed, resenting the seeming softness of her brother and him dragging her into it. Doeheart quickly inserted her paw between the two siblings, sliding Heronkit away from Elkkit. "Heronkit!" she admonished quietly, "That's no way to treat your family!" The paw poking into her side registered and she turned to the newly-arrived kit. She lowered her head to her kit, giving him a quick lick on the top of his head. "It's a meeting. Lots of boring clan stuff. Snowleap will be our new leader and that warrior over there, Slatewhisker, will be the new deputy. Those two are running the clan and if you ever need help they're the ones to go to in an emergency. We also got a new medicine cat today, I'll go introduce you to her at some point when she's returned and settled back in."

Calmly sitting huddled between his mother and sister, Elkkit had just intended to try and understand whatever dark guy was saying. But when a loud squeal in his one good ear sounded, the puny tom was quick to turn around and find a seemingly aggressive act from Heronkit quickly admonished by their mother. How dare she! Irritated by this, the similarly grey tom shot her the darkest of angry glares, now only creeping closer against Doeheart and away from the grey she-kit. Dumdum. Elkkit stuck his tongue out to her as she was scolded, turning away with a kit-like and half curious huff when their mother gave him a lick on the head (which also had the sickly tom close his eyes for a moment upon impact). Interested, he kept his left ear alert and turned towards Doeheart to listen carefully. Quite honestly, Elkkit didn't really understand clan politics either. If Snowleap was leader now (because Skyguy went on vacation or something?) then as long as he didn't mess up or something it was fine. Same for Slatewhisker. But still, he nodded obediently when mother told him to go to them in case of an emergency. That was important to know, so he would remember that.
"Why introduce us?"
That's one clan habit he hadn't noticed yet. Introducing to the medicine cat..? He didn't know if he'd really like that and a slightly uncomfortable feeling crept under his fur at the thought. If they had to be introduced to her, then he wanted mama to be there too -- and everyone else. Doeheart said 'you' but he went of off the assumption that 'you' was him and all his siblings as he didn't like to be singled out with anything.

[Lakestorm]

Cloverecho padded over to the clearing and made himself comfortable beyond all the other cats, at this rate we’re all going to die soon he thought using the facts they had and began telling himself the two he knew had died, first Pounceleap, then Lilyheart cloverecho had enough with deaths, he swore if this meeting announced death…. This would be the death of him he looked up and looked at the new leader, Snowleap he didn’t know what else to call him

[Captain]

Stretching open his jaws, the tall RiverClan leader released a mighty yawn as he stepped out of his den and out into the clearing. It was finally morning and the sky was a calming shade of blue with fluffy white clouds passing on overhead. He felt like he hadn’t slept a wink throughout the entire previous night before, so it left Pikestar feeling sluggish and wishing he could just curl back up in his nest. He knew that he had a promise to keep though, to Lilycreek especially. Shaking out his bushy pelt, the oriental longhair swiftly turned his body to face the Streamstone, climbing up the rock until he was situated at the top. From there, Pikestar laid down, his front paws hanging limply over the edge.

"Let all cats old enough to swim gather to hear my words!"

Shoving his exhaustion deep down within himself, the dark-furred tomcat made sure to address his clan loudly so that his voice could be heard all throughout RiverClan’s camp. Another yawn soon crept up on Pikestar though, leaving him shaking his head with annoyance. His partial gaze flickered around, seeing which cats would soon appear below him to attend this clan meeting. There were many things to discuss and take care of, or maybe he was just feeling dramatic because he was tired. They’d all just have to wait and see. The leader tapped his right paw against the Streamstone as he silently thought over what all to address, and in what order to address it. Because that was very important.
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[puppeteer]

Silverpaw heard Pikestars shout and made her way to the clearing, sitting down.

Cloudwillow pushed Pondwhisker out of the warriors den (and out of her way), before they both went to go sit.

[~Half-A-Witch~]

LilyLeaf padded over and sat down

[Zei]

Suntalon and Sparkstone paddled over to sit in the shade of camp...
Darklight brooded in the darkest corner of camp...

[Bean.]

Nightpaw walks in the clearing then after she hears pikestar callimg a meeting she walks to the streamstone and sits down, what will this meeting be about.

[Apollo.]

Pigeonkit
The grey kit poked her head out of the nursery, sleepily, unsure if she was allowed to listen.

[Rose]

Flintfang

Flintfang ducked into the clearing from the warriors den and settled down beside his sister, Silverpaw, with a nod of acknowledgement.

[ @cloudy sky (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17035) - Silverpaw - You don’t have to respond, I just thought I’d mention you ]

[stag]

Fawnleap joined the smaller crowd and found a seat near the the center.

[Peril]

Autumnkit | open!
:heartbounce: post seven as a kit :heartbounce:

The calico kit walked out of the nursery. Almost an apprentice! Of course, her ceremony wouldn't be this meeting, but a kit could dream! She sat as near the Streamstone as she could without getting scolded by a queen. Her ears were pricked as she glanced around at all her Clanmates. She giggled and wrapped her little tail around her paws.

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit hopped away from his playing with bugs, hearing Pikestar's call. He couldnt swim, but eh. He ran toward the meeting, sitting down in around the stone, his eyes flicking to his own tail every so often.

[beau]

Storksong padded over at the leader’s call, settling in a spot in the middle of the clearing to listen to the meeting.

[ open! ]

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw - They/He |

Specklepaw had looked out the apprentices den to see a clan meeting going on. The apprentice stretched and went to sit with is family.

| Pebblefoot - She/They/He |

Pebblefoot quickly padded out of the warriors den and sat down.

| Chirpkit - She/Her |

Chirpkit was laying in her nest with her father and siblings in the nursery before hearing a call. The kit got up out of curiosity and looked outside into the clearing with a tilt of her head.

[All Open??]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

hearing upon pikestars call she walked over and sat down listening

Peachpaw joined the meeting

splashstripe looked and padded to the meeting

tigerfire listened

[open]

swiftflight walked over to the meeting and listened then seeing a warrior he walked over" hello storksong how are you" he asked Naiad

[Akira]

Gorsewhisker walked over.

[vellichor]

beansprout

the fluffy siamese cat quickly dropped what he was doing to settle near the streamstone. guilt gnawed at his stomach for his harsh words towards pikestar a few sunrises back, and he told himself that he needed to apologize to the new leader. it wasn't his fault everything happened so fast, and it wasn't his fault fawnpaw got hurt. beansprout decided that he would talk to pikestar after this meeting. and with that decision fresh in his mind and his conscience eased for the moment, beansprout pricked his ears and listened.

[vellichor]

violetfreckle

the tabby she-cat was in a good mood, a soft smile on her face. upon hearing the meeting summons, she begrudgingly turned her attention away from the kits she was watching and focused on pikestar. the warrior's ear gave a flick as some unpleasant thoughts entered her brain. pikestar wasn't... bad but in her expert opinion, violetfreckle would make a great leader. something had to be done about bumblebr-- er, thunderclan.

[sock]

Rainglow padded up to the streamstone.

[Shade.]

Lizardfrost made her way over. She was rather disappointed, it felt like there was nothing for her to do.

[Ian]

Flamebriar padded over to listen to the meeting.

[taillow]

Otterfluff
Sliding back into camp with two freshly caught trout, Otterfluff made his way over to deposit his catch onto the prey pile before lifting his head at a familiar voice. Ah. Meetings. He wondered that news would be announced as his brown paws led him to take a seat sort of near the back and close to the entrance, but still amongst the growing crowd. Call it a force of habit but the former Shield kept his ears perked and posture rigid, listening for any unusual sounds near the entrance of camp. Always on guard, ever since…

Blue eyes flashed as if a memory had just shot through him and he refocused his gaze on the cat upon the Streamstone. Snowleap - or, as he was likely now known, Pikestar. He wondered what the tall oriental thought of his return, or if Slatewhisker had managed to tell him or not.

[SpiritedWarrior]

Thorn marched up to the Streamstone with his head even with his back. He was glad his plan was so far going just as he wanted it to, but he hated to be in the same vicinity as multiple cats who may suspect him. If Fawnpaw suspected him, then surely some other cat or cats would too. Until he was sure though, he'd stick to the far back of the gathering crowd. Keeping his narrowed gaze on Pikestar, Thorn formed into a loaf, keeping his unsheathed claws hidden from RiverClan. They poked into his fur, but they weren't a bother to him at all. His tabby and white fur was smoother than it was when Pikestar brought him to RiverClan, so he felt much cleaner than he had a quarter moon ago.

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Littlepaw had no clue if she was going to become a warrior during this meeting, but regardless, she kept her head held as high as possible to appear taller than she was. She was the size of a ten-moon-old apprentice despite being twelve moons. Nightpaw was yet to be seen, perhaps she was dozing off somewhere. Probably... but the apprentice soon stopped in her tracks, noting a strange scent or two. New Clanmates... or intruders. But considering that Pikestar can see everyone, they have to be new Clanmates.

Settling herself close to the front of the gathering crowd, the small cream tabby looked up toward the dark leader, eager to hear what he had to say to the whole of RiverClan. It clearly was important.

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Reedwhisker, hearing Pikestar's call, got up from where she lay at the entrance of the warrior den and stretched her back and legs, satisfied with the small pops that occurred near the base of her tail as she bent down and then rose back up. After stretching, she made her way to the Streamstone and fought to keep her gaze from Tigerfire. Nightpaw was most likely getting a different mentor this meeting and she would do her best to be polite despite her dislike of the warrior.

[shaae_26]

Killstone heard his leaders call and padded up to the meeting.

[bubble[error].]

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

// open \\

Bluepaw raised his head from licking his tail at his leader's words. He ran as fast as he could to the Streamstone. Wonder what this meeting is going to be about? The white-furred tomcat thought, looking up at Pikestar.

[:) :D :)]

Lynxkit
Ginger and yellow bobtail with pale golden eyes - Cis female, She/her - 2 moons old - Riverclan kit - Neutral mood

[Open for interaction]

She was running, sprinting. She wasn't too sure where she was, where she was running, if she was running from something or towards something, just that she loved it! It was so free, and wonderful! She sprung right over a root, rounded a bush, and breezed past a few flowers, in the prosses of all this even managing to scare up a bird. The feathery creature flew up, wings flapping and a distressed warning-call rung out over the meadow-like landscape. 'Let all cats old enough to swim gather to hear my words!' The bird called before disappearing back into the long vegetation a bit further away.

Lynxkit blinked, somewhat confused. Then blinked again. She had been dreaming, dreaming of a place beyond her nest, beyond the nursery, and beyond the trapping walls of the camp, and she had been free. Brr. She shook the images away from her mind and got up to poke her head out. Oooo! A meeting! Yes! Lynxkit was about two moons old now and had slept through the only other meeting she had been alive for, but now she would be attending. Sure, Pike-leader had said 'all cats old enough to swim', but Lynxkit could probobly learn to swim, if someone bothered teaching her so... yeeeaaah, she was old enough.

That was all that Lynxkit needed, and the bobtailed kit smilingly trotted outside. But when she had all four paws on the ground outside the nursery, she found herself a bit confused. Where was she supposed to sit? Should she pick someone to sit with, or just find a good place by herself? Some cats were sitting together, but then again, Lynxkit was very, very, very bad at talking to strangers. So alone? Yup, alone.

The ginger and yellow-furred kit clicked her tongue a little before finding a spot and plopping herself down there. It was a good spot, close to the nursery, the safty, while also hearing what Pike-leader was saying. A part of now wanted to wrap her tail over her little paws to look all proper like the big cats, but with her little stump of a tail, that wasn't really an option for her.

[CacklingMemester]

Rainwhisper padded over and started intently at Pikestar, waiting.

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit sat there her tail curled around her paws looking up at pikestar

[sol.]

At last. The time was near. She shakily exited the warriors den. The nights rest had done nothing put make her even more jittery, and if possible, make she even more tired. She padded over to the clearing, before sitting down, giving her attention to her leader.

[elswhere]

Ryehawk listened, eyes watching quietly for his kit.

[perseus.]

Mapledawn stretched out from her small nap and sat near the gathering of cats under the streamstone.


Fogcloud sat near the streamstone, tail wrapped around their paws.

[not open atm]

[occultation]

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Slatestripe looked up from where he was finishing his meal by the prey pile. This would be RiverClan’s first meeting under Pikestar! Excitement surged through his pelt as he got to his paws. He briskly padded over to the Streamstone and sat near Bluepaw and Otterfluff.

{open to anyone}

[Zei]

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Slatestripe looked up from where he was finishing his meal by the prey pile. This would be RiverClan’s first meeting under Pikestar! Excitement surged through his pelt as he got to his paws. He briskly padded over to the Streamstone and sat near Bluepaw and Otterfluff.

{open to anyone}
a chipper Suntalon camee over "Hi! this is So Exciting! isn't it? pikestars the Best leader ever!!!!"

[occultation]

a chipper Suntalon camee over "Hi! this is So Exciting! isn't it? pikestars the Best leader ever!!!!"

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Slatestripe glanced over as a chipper Suntalon bounced over to him. He nodded in agreement at her first sentiment, before becoming more thoughtful at her second. “He’s been a better leader than Skystar so far, but we’ll see how he shapes up over the long term.”

[Zei]

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Slatestripe glanced over as a chipper Suntalon bounced over to him. He nodded in agreement at her first sentiment, before becoming more thoughtful at her second. “He’s been a better leader than Skystar so far, but we’ll see how he shapes up over the long term.”
Suntalon thought for a moment "perhaps! but i just can help being hopeful! thing's must be going looking up! he'll be great! he's a good cat!"

[forest]

HollowStorm padded away from the nursery, waiting in clearing for Pikestar to announce the announcement.

[MockingRabbit]

Troutstone joined the meeting and sat down. He thought the leader looked a little tired, but it may have been the light. No, he definatly seemed droopier than normal.

[occultation]

Suntalon thought for a moment "perhaps! but i just can help being hopeful! thing's must be going looking up! he'll be great! he's a good cat!"

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Slatestripe nodded. “There’s certainly nothing wrong with being hopeful. Hope can be a good, comforting thing, especially given all that RiverClan has gone through in these recent times.”

[Zei]

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Slatestripe nodded. “There’s certainly nothing wrong with being hopeful. Hope can be a good, comforting thing, especially given all that RiverClan has gone through in these recent times.”
Suntalon nodded "i'm very grateful those time seem to be over.... i'm glad i have my Twin to sstand by me when it was tough"

[Robin feather]

Nightclaw pricked his ears and padded over to where Pikestar was standing.

Splashpaw lifted her head and ran over to the Streamstone.

[Madelaine]

Spiderkit moved out of the nursery and sat down. Today was the day! He would prove that just because he had a weird face doesn't mean he was capable just like Mapledawn had said.

[occultation]

Suntalon nodded "i'm very grateful those time seem to be over.... i'm glad i have my Twin to sstand by me when it was tough"

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Slatestripe nodded. “It’s always nice to have family by your side. I had my brother, Rainglow, through the hard times of my life. Technically I had Hopepetal as well, but I haven’t seen much of her lately.” He wondered how his aunt was.

[Rxcket_p]

Sundrop - Foxpaw - Frecklepaw




Trotting to the stone, Sundrop suddenly caught a glimpse of Foxpaw. Not seeing Atlas-- no, Branchflight, anywhere, Sundrop went to go sit with his apprentice friend. "What are meetings about again?" Sundrop asked, looking down at Foxpaw, and Frecklepaw, who had just taken her spot. "Theyre boring. But he might be announcing that you guys joined the clan! That could be cool." Foxpaw replied, Frecklepaw only nodding, as all three cats looked up at Pikestar, Sundrop felt his pelt prickle with unease.

[Madelaine]

Branchflight heard Pikestar call for a clan meeting and moved out to listen to it. Looking around he spotted Sundrop. He didn't know many cats here anymore, but he did know Sundrop, so he moved over to him and the Apprentice he was sitting by. He sat down just a few lengths away from him.

[ Cxndy_Fatal; don't have to respond just mentioned since I mentioned Sun]

[sol.]

Ryehawk listened, eyes watching quietly for his kit.



Bluebellkit edged out of the nursery. Technically, she wasn't really supposed to be out here, but she was Ferretkit leave, so why not? She bounced over, spotting a familiar face.

[Rxcket_p]

Branchflight heard Pikestar call for a clan meeting and moved out to listen to it. Looking around he spotted Sundrop. He didn't know many cats here anymore, but he did know Sundrop, so he moved over to him and the Apprentice he was sitting by. He sat down just a few lengths away from him.

[ Cxndy_Fatal; don't have to respond just mentioned since I mentioned Sun]




Sundrop

Upon seeing BranchFlight, he had smiled. He signalled to Foxpaw, before getting up to sit beside Branchflight. "Hi." He purred, laying his tail over his front paws. It felt nice, calming, to know that Branchflight was here with him, in a safe place, where their kits would have good lives. "Good to see you." He meowed, tail tip twitching.

[Weekend-Wondering]

Willowfeather
She/Her

Willowfeather padded forward with a long, yawn. She sat down in front of the large stone ahead, and glanced around at the gathering cats. She sat down rather awkwardly, and shifted her muzzle to her shoulder, before beginning to groom.

[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker had been grooming her fur out in the clearing when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. She stopped her grooming to look at Pikestar as he took his place on the Streamstone. Her mind filled with worry at the fact that he looked tired. Pushing herself upwards, she stood up and padded towards the Streamstone, getting comfortable in her spot. She waved her tail at her daughter as she appeared and she nodded at Ryehawk, appreciating the tom's help.
(I'm drained, my bad for such a small post)
:heartbounce: lonely.lilyx moonyy :heartbounce:

[sol.]

She spotted her mother, who probably shouldn't've waved at her, but she appreciated the gesture. What she really wanted to do was run up the Streamstone and tackle her mother in a big hug- she looked like her needed it. But, since she was turning six moons in a week or so, she wanted to remain on her best behavior to avoid any slip ups until she became an apprentice, she opted fora wide smile and wave from her tail back.

(you're all good!) Fierce Roses

[stardust.]

> Snowkit <

Dashing out of the nursery as she heard Snowleader's call, she flung. She was still having nightmares about dozing off randomly, but that was A-OK! "YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!" She howled as she flung across the clearing and hugged Snowleader's leg. "Snowweader!! I wove you! You awe the most awesomest cat I've ewer seen!!" Snowkit yowled, Snowleader was great!! He was awesome! When Snowkit became an apprentice, Snowleader HAD to be her mentor(He wasn't actually going to be of course)He was just so awesome! "Bwuebewsister! Wet's watch the meeting together!!" Snowkit yowled as she jumped off of Snowleader's leg.

// thepirateking @loenly.lilyx

[Zei]

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Slatestripe nodded. “It’s always nice to have family by your side. I had my brother, Rainglow, through the hard times of my life. Technically I had Hopepetal as well, but I haven’t seen much of her lately.” He wondered how his aunt was.
"yes, family is the Best" Suntalon meowed

[Sklee]

Amberpaw padded up, excited for the meeting.

[Estelle]

Grumble, grumble, grumble. The young shield was tired. Although he hadn't caught any outsiders intruding in a sunrise or two (thankfully), he'd been rather busy finalising Littlepaw's training. Who knew it'd be that tiring? Well, he did assume so. Actually experiencing it was just a different matter. Stepping out of the warrior's den, taking a moment to lean forward in a large stretch as he stifled a yawn, Gingerfrost finally padded out to join the meeting, seating himself at the back of the crowd. Well, at least Littlepaw stuck around. None of his previous apprentices had, except for Drizzelpaw... May she be safe wherever she is. The tabby still felt guilt for her disappearance; a feeling different than the confusion and unclarity he proved in face of the other apprentice's he's had. But what was the point dwelling on that, it's been what, almost ten moons since then? Huffing, the shield fluffed up his pelt against a slight breeze, and just from habit. He moved his green gaze from the ground before him to Pikestar, who frankly looked not much more awake than some of the others, what with the yawning. Waiting, he lay down on his stomach as well. It had been a while since he last did that - older apprentice or young warrior maybe, he'd forgotten how much more comfortable it was.


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Ugh, his nose was runny. Aura dark as ever, mood definitely bad, the frail grey tom had come to sit just within the nursery's mouth, leaning against it's side. There were too many cats for him to be comfortable going out there, but he had come to understand these were things everyone was supposed to attend. Sniffling, he made a quick scan of the surrounding cats. Besides some fatasses laying straight in his line of vision, he couldn't spot any of the idiots - yet. Well, they better stay away. Elkkit was not in the mood. Moving his sharp amber eyes up to the leader, the sickly kit was upset to find his vision hadn't improved whatsoever. Closing one eye, all was fine. Closing the opposite, he couldn't tell one thing from the other - both of them? A darn headached and mediocer vision. Not much better than his hearing, the curse. At least it wasn't as bad as Loudmouth, and he still had brains (probably) unlike Dummy. Scoffing, Elkkit spiked his fur defensively as a cat passed by, glaring in the process as he leaned further against the den to try and blend in with it's shadow. He'd be just fine then, as a shadow.

[Pitou]

**Doeheart**
Estelle

The lilac queen counted out her kits after hearing the call for a meeting. Elkkit slipped out but, at this point, she was less concerned about rounding them up as long as she could still keep tabs on where they all were. She still worried over each and every one of them, understandably. They’d forever be her kits and she’d experienced so much loss already, her adopted kits were another level as they Al seemed to be struggling more than any of the other kits though she worked hard to try not to let that extra worry show to any of her litter. After accounting for her remaining kits, she slipped out of the nursery entrance to attend the meeting. Her eye caught on Elkkit just outside the nursery. Turning about, she dipped her head to briefly touch her nose to his ear before sitting beside him, facing the Streamstone.


**Heronkit**
Estelle

Heronkit sniffed dismissively as her mother counted over her and her siblings, hardly registering that her brother had already left. Her siblings had slowly been dwindling away for one reason or another, did she even care any more? Her siblings never did anything for her other than coddle her as though she were any weaker than them or lash out as if their shortcomings were her fault. She looked up and realized Doeheart’s tail was disappearing out of the nursery. She hopped out of the nest and ran after her mother, slowing to an attempted dignified walk with her chin up as she emerged into the clearing. Her vision wasn’t what it was before her incident but it was much better than directly after, though she now had an infuriating slight limp as her muscles hadn’t yet fully recovered from the strain. The heterochromatic she-kit tried to ignore her ailments in an attempt to make sure nobody else saw them either. She turned just outside of the nursery but startled slightly as Elkkit unexpectedly fell into her peripherals. Her eyes turned on him and her composure faltered slightly but she quickly diverted her gaze, lifting her chin and tail up as she passed him. She hadn’t really talked to her brother since the outburst in the clearing over the intruder but she wasn’t really sure where to begin so she decided to handle it by avoiding it altogether. Besides, if he wanted to clear anything up then he could say something himself. She placed herself a few tail lengths from her mother and brother, sitting with her back to them as she faced the Streamstone.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
She didn't want to be here. She wanted to run. Stars, her legs buzzed with anxiety as Fawnpaw crouched just inside her den. Blue eyes were wide, staring out at the gathering cats. Ever since her first encounter with Thorn, she had felt... terrified. That was a good word. Every single fiber of her being begged her to tell someone - Slatewhisker, Pikestar, her dad - but his threat rang clear in her mind and caused her to halt her tracks. No. She couldn't gamble on the lives of kits. She wouldn't. Though it had stopped bleeding shortly after the owner of the slicing claw had left, a thin scabbing wound was evident along her cheek. Luckily, Fawnpaw had been in her den for quite awhile since the incident, so no one had a chance to notice it.

But now there was a meeting. And if she didn't show, Pikestar would surely come looking for her, and the observant leader would definitely notice it. With him up on the rock and eyes on him, Fawnpaw knew that cats noticing the tiny scar on her face was less than likely.

Deep breaths. Steadying herself, Fawnpaw rose to her paws and strode out of the den, keeping her gaze fixated on the Streamstone (not quite lifted to Pikestar yet, but not down at the ground either). Her nose instantly caught wind of the familiar scent of Thorn but she refused to look his direction. Instead, the fawn dappled medicine cat took a seat off to the side yet sort of near the front. She wasn't... too sure if she was suppose to sit somewhere specific? Hopefully she wouldn't be out of place here. Turning her head finally, her blue gaze landed on her brother (stars, he still looked so tired...) as she awaited the rest of the meeting.

[ open-ish if anyone wants to notice the mysterious scar on her cheek :eyes: ]

[xavier.]

| Rosestream |
| She/They/It |
| A long-furred classic ginger tabby with a white underbelly, ear, back paw, and tip of tail; Soft green eyes |

~ Rosestream padded out of the warriors den once she had heard the call for a clan meeting. The ginger tabby looked around for cats to sit next to specifically looking for Killstone. When they couldnt find him it looked around again spotting the young Medicine cat. Rosestream smiled as she walked over to Fawnpaw and sat next to her looking up at the seastones awaiting for the meeting to officially begin.

Rosestream quickly glanced over at Fawnpaw before seeing something on Fawnpaws face. It took a moment for Rosestream to get a idea that it was a small scar that rested on the medicine cats face. Rosestreams face turned into worry as they turned its head to look directly at Fawnpaw.

"Oh my.. Are you okay? Did something happen?"

Rosestream asked, genuine worry laced into the ginger tabbys voice and eyes. ~

| birdie :heartbounce: |

[SplashyLumi]

Fawnpaw
She didn't want to be here. She wanted to run. Stars, her legs buzzed with anxiety as Fawnpaw crouched just inside her den. Blue eyes were wide, staring out at the gathering cats. Ever since her first encounter with Thorn, she had felt... terrified. That was a good word. Every single fiber of her being begged her to tell someone - Slatewhisker, Pikestar, her dad - but his threat rang clear in her mind and caused her to halt her tracks. No. She couldn't gamble on the lives of kits. She wouldn't. Though it had stopped bleeding shortly after the owner of the slicing claw had left, a thin scabbing wound was evident along her cheek. Luckily, Fawnpaw had been in her den for quite awhile since the incident, so no one had a chance to notice it.

But now there was a meeting. And if she didn't show, Pikestar would surely come looking for her, and the observant leader would definitely notice it. With him up on the rock and eyes on him, Fawnpaw knew that cats noticing the tiny scar on her face was less than likely.

Deep breaths. Steadying herself, Fawnpaw rose to her paws and strode out of the den, keeping her gaze fixated on the Streamstone (not quite lifted to Pikestar yet, but not down at the ground either). Her nose instantly caught wind of the familiar scent of Thorn but she refused to look his direction. Instead, the fawn dappled medicine cat took a seat off to the side yet sort of near the front. She wasn't... too sure if she was suppose to sit somewhere specific? Hopefully she wouldn't be out of place here. Turning her head finally, her blue gaze landed on her brother (stars, he still looked so tired...) as she awaited the rest of the meeting.

[ open-ish if anyone wants to notice the mysterious scar on her cheek :eyes: ]
Koipool trotted over to the young apprentice “Fawnpaw, are you alright, what's that scar on your cheek for? ” She asked, flopping one ear over in confusment.

[Karlos]

Shimmerdawn | Open!
A brown tabby with a white neck and green eyes | She/Her | AMAB

The call of the familiar dark-hued leader drummed in her ears, and though Shimmerdawn was tired, she eventually stirred out of her nest with a yawn, matching the leader, and their expressions of fatigue almost matched in timing. At least, in Shimmerdawn’s opinion.

“Morning, guys. Pikestar.” She smiled to the gathering cats, before dipping her head to the feline atop the stone. Taking a seat towards the back of the clearing, a small, friendly grin took place on her face, before she sent her eyes around the camp again. Would she run into anyone familiar? Or perhaps she’d get to know a new face…

Either way, with all the drama, the she-cat could only hope that this would be good news. “I hope everyone’s prepared for the day…” Her mew was rather weary, though she twitched her whiskers and a smile reassumed its place on her muzzle.

[wolfie]

Wormbite comes over and sits down at the Stream stone like a good Shield. He broods because he is emo.

[RavensCall]

Goldenleaf headed over to the streamstone after hearing Pikestar.

[Wintersun]

Robinkit (He/Him)

Robinkit totted up slowly to the rock. He was curious about what this was about.

[elswhere]

RYEHAWK
:heartbounce: Fierce Roses lonely.lilyx :heartbounce:
wip, just a palceholder rn

[Fenz]

Lynxkit
Ginger and yellow bobtail with pale golden eyes - Cis female, She/her - 2 moons old - Riverclan kit - Neutral mood

[Open for interaction]

She was running, sprinting. She wasn't too sure where she was, where she was running, if she was running from something or towards something, just that she loved it! It was so free, and wonderful! She sprung right over a root, rounded a bush, and breezed past a few flowers, in the prosses of all this even managing to scare up a bird. The feathery creature flew up, wings flapping and a distressed warning-call rung out over the meadow-like landscape. 'Let all cats old enough to swim gather to hear my words!' The bird called before disappearing back into the long vegetation a bit further away.

Lynxkit blinked, somewhat confused. Then blinked again. She had been dreaming, dreaming of a place beyond her nest, beyond the nursery, and beyond the trapping walls of the camp, and she had been free. Brr. She shook the images away from her mind and got up to poke her head out. Oooo! A meeting! Yes! Lynxkit was about two moons old now and had slept through the only other meeting she had been alive for, but now she would be attending. Sure, Pike-leader had said 'all cats old enough to swim', but Lynxkit could probobly learn to swim, if someone bothered teaching her so... yeeeaaah, she was old enough.

That was all that Lynxkit needed, and the bobtailed kit smilingly trotted outside. But when she had all four paws on the ground outside the nursery, she found herself a bit confused. Where was she supposed to sit? Should she pick someone to sit with, or just find a good place by herself? Some cats were sitting together, but then again, Lynxkit was very, very, very bad at talking to strangers. So alone? Yup, alone.

The ginger and yellow-furred kit clicked her tongue a little before finding a spot and plopping herself down there. It was a good spot, close to the nursery, the safty, while also hearing what Pike-leader was saying. A part of now wanted to wrap her tail over her little paws to look all proper like the big cats, but with her little stump of a tail, that wasn't really an option for her.



Dunesong - non-binary - all pronouns
The short red warrior made his way towards the stream stone, their paw steps slowing down as they neared. A large crowd…this won’t do swerving away Dunesong found themselves walking towards a place she never thought she’d go back to. The nursery the place that held more of her memories than anywhere else and it was also a place of deep guilt and regret. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t fair, why did everyone else get a happy feeling when visiting this place? Why didn’t they feel her regret and pain? The feeling of loosing everything and everyone you’ve ever learned to love. Then a ball of orange fur caught his eye and he paused a few tail lengths away. Watching in interest, she sat down and although she felt stupid happily watched this kit, what was their name again…lynxkit?

It had been a long time since anyone had caught their eye and promptly they where bemused by this. When the kit sat down Dunesong got to their paws and quietly padded over while gently calling out, hey enough room for two?

[:) :D :)]

Lynxkit
Ginger and yellow bobtail with pale golden eyes - Cis female, She/her - 2 moons old - Riverclan kit - Positive mood

:heartbounce: Fenz :heartbounce:

Pale golden eyes watched the other cats all gather around and take their seats, but widened as she spotted a grey pelt. It belonged to a large, fluffy-looking deputy-cat; Slatewhisker! Her gaze followed the second in command as they sat down, amazed for a few moments before her attention was pulled aside by a loud-voiced fella who breezed past her and went to... hug Pike-leader? Also, Snowkit (as she had identified the other kit) called Pike-leader Snowleader, which Lynxkit immediately felt an impulse to protest at, but she remained quiet. She was a little jealous at the fact that Snowkit got to hug the leader though.

And then yet another Highrank entered the ring, and Lynxkit's attention was claimed by Fawnpaw padding over towards the Steamstone. But the ginger and yellow kit frowned a little when she saw how not-happy the medicine cat looked. Why was the healer-cat sad? This was a weird first meeting.

But then probably the most unexpected thing yet happened, as someone approached her. Ok, so that was new. Annnnnd, she wasn't really sure how to react to that. Like.... how much eye contact should she make while they were walking her way? It was a question she didn't have an answer to, so she simply resorted to staring straight into the grow-up cat's eyeballs as they came closer. She had NO idea why someone was walking over, but maybe they were just looking for company? Yup, seemed to be case since they asked if there was room for two.

Lynxkit grinned at the cat and nodded. "Sure,,, er..." She... didn't know the name of this cat at all... "The name's Lynxkit!" She smiled, hoping the warrior would introduce themselves right back, and her lack of knowledge about her clanmates would be an issue no more!

[Caspian]

Sparkpaw smiled as he bounded over to the clearing and sat down, flicking his tail


Flickerkit bounded over to watch and plopped onto the floor, what would this meeting be about?


Turtlekit wobbled over and smelled to see if she was in the wrong spot, happily she sat down and looked at the leader, hopefully

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit looked over at Lynxkit. She seemed to be sitting alone! Getting to his paws he raced over to her, skidding a little as he sat next to her. "Hey Lynxkit!" He mewed, tilting his head and grinning sweetly. "I wonder what this meeting's about, dont you?" He whispered, because he didn't want to get in trouble for talking to loudly.

:) :D :)

[sol.]

> Snowkit <

Dashing out of the nursery as she heard Snowleader's call, she flung. She was still having nightmares about dozing off randomly, but that was A-OK! "YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!" She howled as she flung across the clearing and hugged Snowleader's leg. "Snowweader!! I wove you! You awe the most awesomest cat I've ewer seen!!" Snowkit yowled, Snowleader was great!! He was awesome! When Snowkit became an apprentice, Snowleader HAD to be her mentor(He wasn't actually going to be of course)He was just so awesome! "Bwuebewsister! Wet's watch the meeting together!!" Snowkit yowled as she jumped off of Snowleader's leg.

// thepirateking @loenly.lilyx


Bluebellkit jumped as she watched her sister yowl and hug the leaders leg. She must as she was sure the intentions were good, now didn't exactly seem like the right time. Her sister bounded over to her, and Bluebellkit accepted her with a smile. "Okay! Come here and sit next to me!"

(Just a heads up, you spelled my username wrong <3)

[sol.]

Fawnpaw
She didn't want to be here. She wanted to run. Stars, her legs buzzed with anxiety as Fawnpaw crouched just inside her den. Blue eyes were wide, staring out at the gathering cats. Ever since her first encounter with Thorn, she had felt... terrified. That was a good word. Every single fiber of her being begged her to tell someone - Slatewhisker, Pikestar, her dad - but his threat rang clear in her mind and caused her to halt her tracks. No. She couldn't gamble on the lives of kits. She wouldn't. Though it had stopped bleeding shortly after the owner of the slicing claw had left, a thin scabbing wound was evident along her cheek. Luckily, Fawnpaw had been in her den for quite awhile since the incident, so no one had a chance to notice it.

But now there was a meeting. And if she didn't show, Pikestar would surely come looking for her, and the observant leader would definitely notice it. With him up on the rock and eyes on him, Fawnpaw knew that cats noticing the tiny scar on her face was less than likely.

Deep breaths. Steadying herself, Fawnpaw rose to her paws and strode out of the den, keeping her gaze fixated on the Streamstone (not quite lifted to Pikestar yet, but not down at the ground either). Her nose instantly caught wind of the familiar scent of Thorn but she refused to look his direction. Instead, the fawn dappled medicine cat took a seat off to the side yet sort of near the front. She wasn't... too sure if she was suppose to sit somewhere specific? Hopefully she wouldn't be out of place here. Turning her head finally, her blue gaze landed on her brother (stars, he still looked so tired...) as she awaited the rest of the meeting.

[ open-ish if anyone wants to notice the mysterious scar on her cheek :eyes: ]


She watched as the medicine cat nervously edged out of the medicine den. Lilycreek stared, perplexed. She knew Fawnpaw was deeply affected by the murders of Weedkit and her son, but she didn't think the she cat would let it show so... loudly on her face. Concern dripped into her heart. Had something happened?

She walked over, ready to offer some sort of comfort to her new friend when she pulled up short.

"Good morning, Fawnpaw- dear, what happened to your cheek?" A small flame of fear flared as she gently examined the cut.

[poppy]

// both open!!

Blizzardwind padded up to the Streamstone.

Firekit shot forward, with a small squawk of gayness.

// @/thepirateking

Birdpaw exited the flowery apprentice's den. Today was a good day. She could feel it in her scarred little legs. Looking up at her dad, she attempted to catch his eye and send a bright smile at him. He was always so sad, ever since she got back. She hated seeing Snowbuddy said. Or was it Snowdad now?

[stardust.]

> Snowkit <

She could not believe it, IT WAS BIRDPAW!!! "BLOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Snowkit howled, "BWUEBELL I WILL BE WIGHT BACK!! BIRDPAW'S HERE!!!" Snowkit ran over to Birdpaw. So excited!! "BIRDPAW!! I'm SNOWCAT!! YOU ARE SUCH AN AWESOME APPWENTICE!! WET'S BE FWENDS!!" Snowkit yowled, It was Birdpaw!

// jupiter lonely.lilyx

[Doom]

Blackfin and Mudpaw took a seat beneath the Streamstone.

[poppy]

// stardust. :heartbounce:

The small ragdoll was feeling quite non-jumpy today. She hadn't had any nightmares of the rogues last night, and she had woken up to her beautiful flowery nest. It had been great. Birdpaw's sky colored hues were fixated on her dad's form up on the Streamstone when something- no, someone- loud howled her name from next to her.

Practically jumping out of her fur, she looked down at the smaller cat who was yelling her name and introductions, and forced her fur to lie flat. Silly her. It wasn't a murderous rogue. It wasn't. It was just Snowkit. She remembered Snowkit, she liked Snowkit. Snowkit wasn't gonna break her legs or rip into her throat. Snowkit was just going to sit here and be Snowkit.

"Oh-! Hi, Snowkit!" Birdpaw felt that easy, normal smile worm it's way onto her face. It was natural, this smile was always there. She didn't really have to force it, it was more of an instinct than an action. "Let's be friends!" She agreed, feeling her fluttering heart calm down. "Aw, thank you... you're an awesome kit!" It felt nice to be idolized.... though it was also surprising. What had she done to deserve this peppy kitten's admiration?

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Stars. She should've thought about this better. First her ear lifted to Rosestream as the warrior came closer to her and smiled for a bit - until her Clanmate asked about what had happened. Fawnpaw blinked, opening her mouth to speak. Truly she was at a loss for words, she hadn't come up yet with a cover story or what she would tell others, and before she could come up with one on the spot two other cats were coming over. Koipool and Lilycreek.

Suddenly, everything felt hot. Fawnpaw's ears started to go back as her heartbeat quickened. She didn't want this much attention, she just wanted to sit and blend in like normal. "I, uh, it got scraped. While I was out looking... for herbs. I'm just clumsy, is all. Really, there's no need to be worried." Blue eyes looked between the three warriors, unaware that she had started to unconsciously shrink back from them. She didn't want to, she knew they were her Clanmates and they were safe, but...

A nervous airy laughter left her as she got to her paws, muscles tensed as if ready to spring forward. Her eyes darted up to Pikestar - stars do not let him notice this - before going back to Rosestream, Koipool, and Lilycreek. "It doesn't even hurt anymore." As if to back up her words she lifted a paw to press it against her cheek, forcing her muscles to not contract in a wince. It still hurt. It did. The sharp pain, followed by the dull ache of the threat Thorn had placed behind it.

[ The Vast SplashyLumi lonely.lilyx ]

[Captain]

As cats slowly began to appear before him, the tall oriental tomcat hummed in thought, his silent partial gaze flickering over each clanmate that helped form the crowd of clanmates in front of the Steamstone. Many warriors, apprentices and even kittens gathered, eager to see what their leader had to say. Honestly, Pikestar was pleased to see so much of his clan present this time around, compared to his last meeting. It wasn’t until he locked onto a dark brown-furred figure in the crowd, which made the RiverClan leader blink in confusion. Was that… No, he… Pikestar thought back to the Firefly Cove battle, but the memory made him wince. So much blood, death, chaos…

He had thought the ex-shield had been dead, one of many that resulted from that needless war, but nope. He was back. Alive. How interesting of a development that was. Pikestar then saw Thorn, a loner he had recently allowed into RiverClan, giving a gentle nod to the tomcat. It was good to see that he had made it to Fawnpaw and was already willing to be a part of the clan’s meetings. Some cats looked off-put by him, but rest assured, all the new arrivals to his ranks would be addressed in due time. Sundrop and Branchlight were present too. Good. Next would be Slatewhisker, his ever-so loyal and hard-working deputy, Pikestar gave her a respectful nod of his head, happy that she was here too for this. He liked when his clan was active and punctual.

Nearly all his shields were here too. Lizardfrost, Wormbite, Gingerfrost and Blizzardwind. No sign of Bluebellcrackle though, which made him wonder where the shecat had gone, but she probably was out on an early morning hunt or something. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to be here or anything, probably just got caught up in some other business. Snowkit, one of the many RiverClan kittens, made her presence known early on, even grabbing onto his leg when he had started towards the Streamstone. It honestly made the tired leader smile, even now as she mewed at other cats in the crowd. He sent a nod to Shimmerdawn, who wished a good morning to everyone. “Good morning to you too,” He meowed, his voice low and still in the process of waking up. He caught the eye of his daughter, Birdpaw, among everyone as well and gave her a warm smile. It was nice to have the bubbly, friendly apprentice back in RiverClan. Somewhere in all of this, his partial gaze would then take him to young Fawnpaw, who seemed… off. However, before he could say, or do anything, several cats seemed to take her attention. Maybe it would be for the best if Pikestar just focused on the meeting for now and checked on the medicine cat later. It was important to him that she was okay.

“Right then,” Pikestar remarked with a rumbling tone, easing himself into a sat up position, “Let’s get this whole thing started, yeah? I’m sure many of you have heard the name around camp by now, but I wanted to address it to you all officially. StarClan granted me the new name of Pikestar when I received my nine lives, so I am no longer Snowleap, or even Snowstar.” He blinked at several places in the crowd, clearing his throat before continuing swiftly along. “You all have, no doubt, noticed many new faces in our clan recently. I have decided to allow some outsiders into RiverClan’s ranks. Sundrop-” The oriental longhair nodded to the golden bengal tomcat, “-Branchlight-” Another nod to the light brown tabby warrior. “-as well as their kittens: Goosekit, Sunsetkit and Chirpkit.” From where he was sat, he didn’t know for certain if any of the young kittens were amongst the crowd, but nonetheless, Pikestar wanted them to be addressed. “As well as a loner I had the pleasure of meeting, Thorn-” He flicked his ear towards the white-furred tomcat, “-who I’ve decided to name Hawkpaw. I will be handling all of his training and make sure he learns our ways as a clan.”

“And last but not least,” The RiverClan leader meowed, “I have decided to allow Marigoldleap to join RiverClan. For those who are not aware, she was a past medicine cat of ShadowClan. I believe that she could help young Fawnpaw with her training. And no, before anyone says anything, I will not be granting her the status of medicine cat. She will simply be around to help our medicine cat if need be, but she will remain a warrior throughout the process.” With that being said, he allowed himself to take a breath. “I expect each and every one of you to treat these cats as our own. Even if a majority of them are not clanborn, that does not make them any less of your clanmates. I was a loner once too, and I now stand before you as your clan leader.” Pikestar would never discriminate against cats and always treat every cat he met as an equal until proven otherwise, of course. His partial gaze instinctively went to Lilycreek next in the crowd, blinking at the molly with sympathy as he silently told her what the next announcement would be. The one regarding the tragedy of her son and what would be done.

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[Bean.]

Nightpaw listened to the meeting, we got new clanmates joining sundrop, Branchlight, a few kits, marigoldleap, thorn.... wait no, no no no. not him. Nightpaw's posture dropped as her ears drooped, she looked around then fixed her posture. gotta be fine, this is fine, yep. just continue listening, it will be.... fine....

[RavensCall]

Goldenleaf went to say hello to the newcomers. “I’m Goldenleaf,” he told them,”Welcome to RiverClan.”

[wolfie]

Snowle- Pikestar. Pikestar had been granted a new name. Wormbite's eyebrows furrowed together in thought, he wasn't a fan of change. This was no new conclusion, and he was... he wasn't really sure how to express happiness for Pikestar when he's seen high ranks fall and go. The worry it would happen to his friend. Wormbite couldn't offer trust, neither, but it was for the better. As long as stayed in the shadows then, he wouldn't be at risk. He would support Pikestar from afar. Just like he planned to support Riverclan but never getting too close. He couldn't afford it anymore. He was tired. The only issue was the oriental was struggling to keep himself afloat. Albeit hard to support anyone else when you are drowning in your own abyss.

Nothing new.

He curls his tail around himself, a protective shield, heh, to everything else and listens to the further announcements. He keeps his eyes to the ground, a comfortable habit at this point. He struggles to not notice how his vision has simmered to barely any perception. How it was dwindling. How it would be gone, soon, eventually, before he knew it.

Wormbite stiffens. Outsiders joining the clan. He rolls his shoulders back, flexing his paws in an uncomfortable gesture. He tried to keep an open mind but, he wasn't particularly fond of newcomers. They were a sour reminder of his own existence. As long as they benefitted Riverclan, the Dark Lord wouldn't care too much. It just... there was an awkward adjustment period.

He jerked his head up in surprise when Pikestar mentioned ... Marigoldleap? Wormbite didn't know any medicine cat by such time, especially one of Shadowclan's. What the hell? It didn't - it didn't matter. It was great she would be teaching Fawnpaw but, he dug his claws into the dirt. Shadowclan was sly. What if this was a trap or worse? A former high rank? In Riverclan? Wormbite couldn't fathom. He wasn't sure how this was different from a Shadowclan warrior or apprentice coming to Riverclan as an escape but just, it felt different! He did not like this! He had little sleep, and he was already antsy and there was no way he was getting a wink of rest with a rat crawling around.

[perseus.]

Mapledawn glanced at the new cats tilting her head. I'll talk to them after the meeting! Their tail flicked back and forth as she turned her head back to the leader.

Fogcloud ears twitched as she glanced at the new ones slightly suspicious, but shook their fur out to glance back towards the leader, No matter what, they deserve a chance.

[not open]

[Karlos]

Shimmerdawn | Open for the rest of the meeting :heartbounce:
A brown tabby she-cat with a white neck and green eyes | She/Her | AMAB

Blinking in acknowledgment as Pikestar returned the greeting, a smile remained intact on her face, though Shimmerdawn’s lips quivered for a quick moment as her gaze trickled over to Fawnpaw; The young medicine cat seemed… injured? Though with all the other cats surrounding her, the molly believed that the girl would be fine in the end.

It didn’t take long for news to begin throughout the clearing, weaving and dipping through the cats like a beautiful melody, and the tabby felt herself lean in further, ears pricked, as Pikestar spoke. Though she was curious, Shimmerdawn was certain that Pikestar was renamed for good reason. Right? Nonetheless, the meeting would stop for no one, not even her own intrusive thoughts, and he continued.

“You all have, no doubt, noticed many new faces in our clan recently. I have decided to allow some outsiders into RiverClan’s ranks. Sundrop-” Outsiders? “-Branchlight-” Really? With all this drama going on-? “-as well as their kittens: Goosekit, Sunsetkit and Chirpkit.” But RiverClan barely had enough fresh kill for everyone already! Shimmerdawn fretted that the nursery wouldn’t be able to hold those little children in…

And, a loner, too? “As well as a loner I had the pleasure of meeting, Thorn, who I’ve decided to name Hawkpaw. I will be handling all of his training and make sure he learns our ways as a clan.” Shimmerdawn flicked a single ear nervously. She knew that Pikestar would surely be able to handle such a task, though, like any warrior should, the she-cat couldn’t help but worry for the stability of her clan.

“Hawkpaw! Hawkpaw!” Though her undying smile remained true as she chanted the new apprentices name, hoping for others to join in, before Pikestar continued. Her emerald eyes lingered towards the pale boy, and the molly gave him a brisk, welcoming nod, before turning to look at Pikestar once more. “And last but not least—”

“–I have decided to allow Marigoldleap to join RiverClan. For those who are not aware, she was a past medicine cat of ShadowClan. I believe that she could help young Fawnpaw with her training. And no, before anyone says anything, I will not be granting her the status of medicine cat. She will simply be around to help our medicine cat if need be, but she will remain a warrior throughout the process.”

“I expect each and every one of you to treat these cats as our own. Even if a majority of them are not clanborn, that does not make them any less of your clanmates. I was a loner once too, and I now stand before you as your clan leader.” And now, the actual chanting could begin! Shimmerdawn cleared her throat for a moment, before her gaze searched for the newcomers. Maw parting, she’d chant their names in order of recitation, skipping out on Hawkpaw, though, for she’d already let his name spill for her maw.

Finally, once she was finished, Shimmerdawn blinked for a moment, throat growing a little sore. She’d just have to drink a bit of water, surely, and then she’d be fine. The molly felt good today. Everything was going to be good, and great, and fantastic. Definitely!

[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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Mintkit observed the meeting from her usual spot beside the nursery, partially hidden by sagging reeds. The leader's voice sounded clear and powerful and she didn't need to get closer to hear - besides, clan meetings weren't for kits.
She was wondering why Pikestar had decided to change his name. And what a name he chose. The vicious fish's reputation known as pike had nothing to do with Pikestar's kind personality. Maybe he wants to sound powerful to the other clans. Maybe he wants to break up symbolically with Skystar's era.
Of course Mintkit didn't know much about Skystar, but she could hear rumors around the camp every now and then.

The long list of new names didn't tell her anything particular. She didn't know most of her clanmates either, so a few more wouldn't make any difference for her.
The last new were a bit more interesting and awoke Mintkit's interest. It seemed that a medicine cat had not only given up her role, but also changed clan. And she came from Shadowclan. Had Dawnstar something to do with it? In any case, Fawnpaw was lucky to have now someone she could learn from.

[Rxcket_p]

Sundrop! <3 ¬


The feline gave a slight purr at the welcoming. While it was true that Foxpaw had already brought his kits to the nursery, he appreciated that Pikestar still addressed them. The bengal Tom looked at his new leader with a grateful look in his eyes. "Thank you, Pikestar." He muttered under his breath, sweeping his tail to the side

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit padded up to the new cats of riverclan smiling and mews "welcome to riverclan. If you need help with anything or any questions I'll try my best to help." The long furred brown tabby with a white chest and two front socks mews.

[Madelaine]

Marigoldleap slid into the meeting from the warriors den in just enough time to hear her name get announced she had joined. She looked around to see her new clanmates faces to try and read their expressions. Some cats might not trust her and she had kind of held onto that fact. With helping with Fawnpaw's training perhaps she could start to earn that trust. Marigoldleap dipped her head before sitting down.

[sol.]

- Lilycreek -


She turned away from Fawnpaw, looking still concerned but off-put. "If you say so dear," she lifted her tail in a wave goodbye before trotting back to her spot.

She listened as her leader listed new names that belonged to new faces- some of which she'd already seen around. Sundrop, Branchlight, Goosekit, Sunsetkit, Chirpkit, Thorn/Hawkpaw, and Marigoldleap. She'd seen the last name around the medicine den often- though she never made the connection that she might know herbivore.

She squinted at Marigoldleap in a perplexed way. A Shadowclanner? She had no qualms with the clan in general- just Dawnstar really. That fur...oh. That's why she seemed for familiar. Another image of a cat rose to the surface to take Marigoldleap's place- Ebonyfang.

"Sundrop! Branchlight! Goosekit! Sunsetkit! Chirpkit! Hawkpaw! Marigoldleap!" She chanted with more forced enthusiasm than she would like to admit. How could she? She met Pikestar's gaze, and his blink of sympathy, and she knew.

At last, it was time.



[ birdie ] for the fawnpaw mention <3

[sock]

Rainglow smiled softly at the newcomers in the crowd with him.

[sol.]

- Bluebellkit -
stardust. jupiter


She smiled, egging her sister on. "Go for it!" She cheered. She watched her her sister approached, and held her breath. Birdpaw seemed startled that Snowkit had approached her so loudly, but began to smile. "Lets be friends!" She heard Birspaw say.

Oh, goodie! She clapped happily. Her advice had worked! She bounded over to the two cats, beaming. "Good morning!" She greeted the apprentice politely before turning to Snowkit. "Did you do it?"

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker listened as Pikestar spoke, nodding as well. New apprentice, new warriors. That was always good.

Cloudwillow chanted the new apprentices name, and gave the new warriors a quick wave with her tail.

Silverpaw looked at Th-Hawkpaw and smiled at him, giving him a small wave.

{ @SpirtiedWarrior - Thorn mention }

[bubble[error].]

Shimmerdawn | Open for the rest of the meeting :heartbounce:
A brown tabby she-cat with a white neck and green eyes | She/Her | AMAB

Blinking in acknowledgment as Pikestar returned the greeting, a smile remained intact on her face, though Shimmerdawn’s lips quivered for a quick moment as her gaze trickled over to Fawnpaw; The young medicine cat seemed… injured? Though with all the other cats surrounding her, the molly believed that the girl would be fine in the end.

It didn’t take long for news to begin throughout the clearing, weaving and dipping through the cats like a beautiful melody, and the tabby felt herself lean in further, ears pricked, as Pikestar spoke. Though she was curious, Shimmerdawn was certain that Pikestar was renamed for good reason. Right? Nonetheless, the meeting would stop for no one, not even her own intrusive thoughts, and he continued.

“You all have, no doubt, noticed many new faces in our clan recently. I have decided to allow some outsiders into RiverClan’s ranks. Sundrop-” Outsiders? “-Branchlight-” Really? With all this drama going on-? “-as well as their kittens: Goosekit, Sunsetkit and Chirpkit.” But RiverClan barely had enough fresh kill for everyone already! Shimmerdawn fretted that the nursery wouldn’t be able to hold those little children in…

And, a loner, too? “As well as a loner I had the pleasure of meeting, Thorn, who I’ve decided to name Hawkpaw. I will be handling all of his training and make sure he learns our ways as a clan.” Shimmerdawn flicked a single ear nervously. She knew that Pikestar would surely be able to handle such a task, though, like any warrior should, the she-cat couldn’t help but worry for the stability of her clan.

“Hawkpaw! Hawkpaw!” Though her undying smile remained true as she chanted the new apprentices name, hoping for others to join in, before Pikestar continued. Her emerald eyes lingered towards the pale boy, and the molly gave him a brisk, welcoming nod, before turning to look at Pikestar once more. “And last but not least—”

“–I have decided to allow Marigoldleap to join RiverClan. For those who are not aware, she was a past medicine cat of ShadowClan. I believe that she could help young Fawnpaw with her training. And no, before anyone says anything, I will not be granting her the status of medicine cat. She will simply be around to help our medicine cat if need be, but she will remain a warrior throughout the process.”

“I expect each and every one of you to treat these cats as our own. Even if a majority of them are not clanborn, that does not make them any less of your clanmates. I was a loner once too, and I now stand before you as your clan leader.” And now, the actual chanting could begin! Shimmerdawn cleared her throat for a moment, before her gaze searched for the newcomers. Maw parting, she’d chant their names in order of recitation, skipping out on Hawkpaw, though, for she’d already let his name spill for her maw.

Finally, once she was finished, Shimmerdawn blinked for a moment, throat growing a little sore. She’d just have to drink a bit of water, surely, and then she’d be fine. The molly felt good today. Everything was going to be good, and great, and fantastic. Definitely!

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

Bluepaw smiled at the newcomers but was not prepared for Pikestar's mention that he was once a loner. The white-furred tomcat made his way to Shimmerdawn, who happened to be the closest cat to him. "Did you know that Snowleap used to be a loner? Is that true?" he asked, his bio-colored amber and green eyes locked on the warrior.

[Orion]

|| Flickerpaw | jupiter birdie marina /open!!||
ғʟᴜғғʏ & ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴏɴᴇs | ᴘᴀʟᴇ ᴍɪɴᴛ ᴇʏᴇs
sʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ (ᴀɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ)
ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ Sᴛᴀɢғʀᴏsᴛ
RɪᴠᴇʀCʟᴀɴ

▔▔ ☽⋆⋆★ ⋆✩ ✶ ⋆ ≛───────≛⋆✶✩⋆★⋆⋆� � ▔▔

Ever since Fawnpaw had treated Flickerpaw’s wounds, the teeny black-and-red apprentice had felt unstoppable. Flicker had been pushing through the ache of bruises and poorly stitched lacerations for so long she’d learned to forget about them; if she happened to notice themself bleeding after a training session or a swim, they’d usually lick away those fresh trails of scarlet and carry on with business as usual. A life of existing as a sidenote, a stray, an afterthought, had taught the midnight kid to never ask for help. She expected to be ignored in favor of clanmates that mattered more—younglings with parents and loved ones and friends, connections that Flickerpaw had grown up without. Even her first mentor had preferred a paws-off teaching method, allowing Flicker total independence.

Not everyone could handle (or thrive) under such autonomous conditions. Flickerpaw understood that they’d been made different, stronger than the average RiverClan individual. She assumed that no one would care about the wounds she received at the violent FireFly Cove battle, and she’d been right: the healers hadn’t glanced at her at all, and there’d been no soft words of concern cooed over their myriad contusions. Rather than fill the young apprentice with the agony of loneliness, they’d simply done their best to get better on her own. Their peers were up-and-coming warriors, felines with emotions and rich inner lives and alliances among each other. Flickerpaw was a weapon—and weapons were used, not fretted over.

At least, that’s what Flicker had believed for the majority of their isolated life. Out of nowhere, like magic, people had crept into the desolation of her circle to extend… if not friendship, then something close. The coal-and-flame mutt no longer glanced away from Birdpaw’s smiles, flustered to be on the receiving end of that glorious warmth; she spoke cordially with Stormpaw, navigating their almost-friendship with the care one might use when handling fragile crystal; Mistypaw had thanked Flickerpaw for the flowers in her den with genuine gratitude; Fawnpaw had gone out of her way to press marigold petals and fluffy cobwebs upon the claw-marks raked into Flicker’s hide with such gentleness Flickerpaw had needed to silently choke down tears. Even Snailpaw—infuriating, evil, Snailpaw—showered their attention upon the inkblot in the manner of a vicious sibling. Flickerpaw had no parents, no relatives, and no adult warriors within the clan who’d care if she disappeared… but now, for the first time, she was starting to believe she might possess something adjacent to family.

It was a confusing life transition for certain. Flickerpaw felt as though by opening their heart, they had uncovered a deadly vulnerability that could kill them instantly if harmed. Life had been so much EASIER when they had no attachments or affections! Under Fawnpaw’s watchful eye, Flickerpaw had to be careful—no more sprinting recklessly into danger without a shred of self-preservation. And somebody had to guard Stormpaw and Birdpaw while they adjusted to their next chances at living. Oh, stars, the pressure!

Flicker had slept through Pikestar’s initial call for a meeting—utterly exhausted from the events of the week—but as her tiny body realized how empty and cold the apprentices’ den had become, she shuddered awake. Pieces of cobweb still stuck to their pelt, layered over marigold poultice. Flickerpaw frantically checked her dressings to ensure that nothing had fallen off during her hard sleep before crawling stiffly out of her nest and into the open.

She made it just in time to catch RiverClan’s leader make his grand announcement. Flickerpaw blinked owlishly at the audience, trying blearily to pick out all the new faces that Pikestar spoke of. A massive yawn split her face—she covered her maw with a paw out of politeness—and an exhausted shiver trickled down their minute frame. Okay, neat… an entire gaggle of newcomers that wouldn’t bother to learn Flickerpaw’s name. No fun stuff there. Where were the cats that Flicker actually wanted to see?

Birdpaw was speaking with a rambunctious kit, looking for all the world like a doting big sister. Stormpaw… Flickerpaw yawned again and scrubbed at their eyes, unsure if she could catch the other apprentices silvery pelt among the crowd. And Fawnpaw—

Fawnpaw’s body language was all wrong. Stiff. Furtive. Blue eyes too wide, posture too low, turning her head away from the felines approaching her as though she did not want to meet their gaze… or she didn’t want them to notice something. Abruptly, Flicker felt awake. She lifted cautiously to her paws, hesitating to join the throng converging on the callow medicine cat. Best not to drown Fawn in attention right now… but Flickerpaw would keep an eye out on the dappled girl.

She’d bodily carried a friend to safety once before. She’d gladly do so again.

[shaae_26]

Killstone knew what it felt like to not be clanborn and to join the clan. So he made sure to make eye contact with all the new cats as Pikestar named them.

[Sklee]

Amberpaw's eyes flicked around the clearing, trying to find each cat as their name was said with little success. Only finding Sundrop from her position in the crowd was unsurprising, but she'd still hoped to see more new cats with certainty. She'd never managed to know anyone for too long.



She wasn't sure if she was supposed to chant their names, and realizing very few other cats were didn't help. She chose to cheer anyways, and hoped no one gave her any weird looks. She was well worn down and no longer cared about what anyone had done, and new cats were always worth celebrating. No matter what anyone said.



"Sundrop, Branchlight, Goosekit, Sunsetkit, Chirpkit, Hawkpaw, Marigoldleap! Sundrop, Branchlight, Goosekit, Sunsetkit, Chirpkit, Hawkpaw, Marigoldleap!! Sundrop, Branchlight, Goosekit, Sunsetkit, Chirpkit, Hawkpaw, Marigoldleap!!!"

[stardust.]

> Snowkit <

Snowkit bounced and bounced! Birdpaw was her very fwend! Yay! "I want Gwaycat to be with us! Gwaycat is cool!" Snowkit mewed, "Hey! Wet's aw sit and watch the meeting together! It will be so fun!" Snowkit spoke. She was so happy Birdpaw was here! She was so awesome and such a Kindcat! And a Happycat too! She loved both Kindcats and Happycats! Because Kindcats and Happycats cheered up Sadcats and Angrycats! "The Big Wock Cats aw amazing! So awesome! They aw the weaders of the Bigcats and Smallcats!" Snowkit mewed, it was so amazing how she had got to sit next to Birdbuddy! "Birdbuddy, you awe so awesome! And same with you Bwuebewsister!" Snowkit yowled happily. Graycat needed to be here too though! It was more fun with Graycat! Noticing that the Bigcats were cheering for new clanmates, she cheered too! Speaking: "Suncat! Bwanchcat! Goosecat! Sunsetcat! Chirpcat! Hawkcat! Mawigoldcat!" It was always exciting to have new clan members!

// jupiter lonely.lilyx marina (Incase you want to have Storm pop in)

[Rizo]

~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | Closed (Except Fawnleap)~

Making her way out of the warriors den as she heard the call of Pikestar, Moonfrost looked over her shoulder, giving a motivational chirp to her silver-furred sister.
"I'm coming, Moonfrost," a voice replied from the darkness. Slowly, Wolfsong pushed her way out of the den. Together, the sisters found a space to sit and listen to Pikestar give announcements.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

echoblue listened

swiftflight watched

PeachPaw watched the meeting

[Karlos]

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

Bluepaw smiled at the newcomers but was not prepared for Pikestar's mention that he was once a loner. The white-furred tomcat made his way to Shimmerdawn, who happened to be the closest cat to him. "Did you know that Snowleap used to be a loner? Is that true?" he asked, his bio-colored amber and green eyes locked on the warrior.

Shimmerdawn
A brown tabby with a white neck and green eyes | She/Her | AMAB

As the molly listened along, an apprentice came to scoot towards her, and the warrior quickly recognised Bluepaw, before shooting a quick smile in his general direction. "Did you know that Snowleap used to be a loner? Is that true?" “Really? I’m not sure.. He was here for longer than I can remember, at least, and I’m but 19 moons old,”

Shimmerdawn was still a fresh warrior — or at least, she hoped she was still a fresh warrior — though she really didn’t find it worthy to brag of her youth, especially when elders and queens still needed feeding. As Bluepaw spoke, the tabby tried to split her attention half-way, one part at Pikestar, and the other at the pale apprentice. “Do you know whether that’s true or not?” She prompted.

[bubble[error].]

[CENTER]

Shimmerdawn
A brown tabby with a white neck and green eyes | She/Her | AMAB

As the molly listened along, an apprentice came to scoot towards her, and the warrior quickly recognised Bluepaw, before shooting a quick smile in his general direction. "Did you know that Snowleap used to be a loner? Is that true?" “Really? I’m not sure.. He was here for longer than I can remember, at least, and I’m but 19 moons old,”

Shimmerdawn was still a fresh warrior — or at least, she hoped she was still a fresh warrior — though she really didn’t find it worthy to brag of her youth, especially when elders and queens still needed feeding. As Bluepaw spoke, the tabby tried to split her attention half-way, one part at Pikestar, and the other at the pale apprentice. “Do you know whether that’s true or not?” She prompted.


// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

Bluepaw thought for a while. "I don't know. He never told me and I never thought about it until now I guess. I'll question him later. Maybe when we do more training together again." The white-furred tomcat meowed.

[Pitou]

**Doeheart**

The lilac calico smiled softly as she listened to the new leader. Her worries and reservations over her clan’s leadership was slowly being out at ease. Pikestar so far was commanding and putting off a strong front. She didn’t like concerning herself with clan politics, something she realized she must’ve passed on to her nephew as he had been so much the same in that regard, and it was nice that she was beginning to settle back into that carefree place. She felt now that she could focus on her kits. She’d had so much loss within her own circle over the past few moons, the depression of loss and stress of uncertainty had claimed her in a downward spiral. She felt better now than she had in moons. Her kits were near their apprenticeship and things were beginning to look forward. She still missed her nephew and lost kits dearly every day but the pain was beginning to come secondary to her excitement over watching her surviving kits.

Doeheart turned her attention to Pikestar as he announced so many new members to Riverclan. Doeheart welcomed the newcomers silently. Another wave of some relief came over her hearing of the addition of Marigoldleap. She’d already had one rush to Fawnpaw and she’d been overly pleased with how the young medicine cat had handled her seizing kit but Fawnpaw was inexperienced and at times unsure. It’d be a relief to know there was a secondary back up for more experienced medicine cat problems.


**Heronkit**

The small kit huffed to herself, raising her chin a bit more, as she eyed the closest of the newcomers. Another of the newcomers emerged from the warriors den, drawing her ire. Heronkit’s voice came out as a mumble. She wanted to raise her voice to be heard but she was speaking to nobody in particular, least of all her family, so what was the point? All the same it felt like it needed to be put out of just her own head. ”Riverclan doesn’t need no stinky outsiders to make us strong. They’re just gonna drag us down. And a Shadowclanner too!” Heronkit lifted her lip in a funky, distasteful snarl. ”How do we know she’s not just here to spy and hurt us?”

[Weekend-Wondering]

Willowfeather
She/Cat
{Fluffy white Molly with Redish Brown patches, And pale green eyes}



Willowfeather listened in on Pikestar’s words. Name change, yup, she’d heard earlier. Word seemed to spread fast. Though her jaw nearly fell open when he gave his second announcement. Sundrop! Branchlight, And their kittens, Goosekit, Sunsetkit, and Chirpkit. Wait… What!? The fluffy Molly just barely stopped herself from flying into the sky once she heard the name. It all made SENSE now. Why hadn’t she guessed this would happen?
Are you KIDDING ME FOXPAW!? Her thoughts screamed, as she tried to put on a normal expression. Didn’t her apprentice take any bother about the fact that Sundrop had invaded, like, twice!?

Willowfeather finally forced her mind from Sundrop to his kits. She knew she couldn’t possibly be harsh to a cat below eight moons… but a whole three tiny Sundrops. Ugh.
She glanced back up at Pikestar, and relaxed at his next news. Marigoldleap was joining them. Willowfeather smiled. Great, Fawnpaw would have someone to train her! At least Sundrop and his family weren’t the only cats coming in.

Willowfeather sighed. Now she’d have to treat the Tom with respect. And his family.

Ugh.

[:) :D :)]

Lynxkit
Ginger and yellow bobtail with pale golden eyes - Cis female, She/her - 2 moons old - Riverclan kit - Positive mood

:heartbounce: Gay'Fluff Ravensong :heartbounce:

She cocked her head as another cat joined her. For some reason. But this one was a kit; Ferretkit! "Hi, Ferretkit!" She shot back. "Hm, yeah, this is my first meeting, so I don't really know what to expect but I sure am curious!" She was again unsure of how she should react, but it was easier with another kit than it was with a warrior. There was no time to say anything else as Pikestar spoke, and Lynxkit perked up to listen to the leader. And... yup! She had been right about the leader's name. She had been right, Snowkit had been wrong. That made her oddly happy for some reason.

But apparently, there were newcomers in the clan. Not something she knew stuff about, despite three of the five being kits and would have moved into her den. Then there were Sundrop (odd name but ok), and Branchlight, along with Goosekit, Sunsetkit, and Chirpkit. Oh, and Thorn, who was renamed Hawkpaw, and would be mentored by Pike-leader?! Lynxkit felt her jaw clunk onto the ground as her mouth fell wide open. WHAT?! Why? She looked around to check if anyone else was surprised by that. That wasn't fair...

She listened quietly to the rest of what Pike-leader had to say, that about Marigoldleap also joining (gosh, so many cats joining their clan), and helping Fawnpaw with herbs and stuff. But then another kit started talking, and it wasn't Snowkit this time. Lynxkit turned towards Heronkit, frowning at her danmate. She flew up on all four paws and her pelt puffed up somewhat and she shot a glare towards Heronkit, and was about to tell him to stuff it, but the last words made her hesitate a little. They didn't actually have a way of knowing what kind of intentions Marigoldleap had behind joining Riverclan... what if the cat was here to hurt the clan. She shook her head. No. No, no, no, dumb thought, bad thought! Don't think like that!

"Na-ah!" She mewed at Heronkit, a defiant glare burning in her pale golden eyes. "They aren't stinky, and they're gonna help us!" She paused for a heartbeat before puffing up her chest. "Besides, Pike-leader..." oops, wrong name there "Pikestar let them in, and he was a former loner, he knows this stuff!" She was addmidetly pretty proud of the point she had made. Bet ya' didnt think of that, now did ya! She tried to press down the proud smile and plastered on as noble-looking of a face as she could possibly muster and looked at Heronkit. "And you don't know better than the leader."

To super-prove herself, she turned and called out the names of all the cats like she heard her clanmates doing. There had been quite a few, so we've got... "Branchlight, Sundrop, Chirpkit, Goosekit, Sunestkit, Hawkpaw," and last but least (actually, probably the opposite) " and Marigoldleap!" Yup, that was all of them, she had remembered all of them, and she was awesome!

[Nat]

Stretching open his jaws, the tall RiverClan leader released a mighty yawn as he stepped out of his den and out into the clearing. It was finally morning and the sky was a calming shade of blue with fluffy white clouds passing on overhead. He felt like he hadn’t slept a wink throughout the entire previous night before, so it left Pikestar feeling sluggish and wishing he could just curl back up in his nest. He knew that he had a promise to keep though, to Lilycreek especially. Shaking out his bushy pelt, the oriental longhair swiftly turned his body to face the Streamstone, climbing up the rock until he was situated at the top. From there, Pikestar laid down, his front paws hanging limply over the edge.

"Let all cats old enough to swim gather to hear my words!"

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Mistypaw ran out of the Apprentices' Den, and sat beneath the Streamstone at her leader's words. 'I wonder what's happening?' She thought

[SpiritedWarrior]

Thorn watched as more cats showed up before laying his narrowed eyes on Fawnpaw ( birdie ). Good, she was keeping quiet despite the visible scratch (scar?). Now that more cats were showing up, the tom decided to sit up and simply sheathe his claws so no one would even think of asking why he had his claws out. It would look suspicious otherwise... the tom simply huffed and took his eyes off the medicine cat to place them on Pikestar as he began addressing the Clan. Following the dark-colored tom's gaze, he found himself staring at Sundrop, Branchlight, and their spawn. Lovely... the tom refrained himself from rolling his eyes as they were addressed. At least I'm not the only outsider joining... but the tom caught himself staring at Marigoldleap, the former ShadowClanner. Thorn wanted nothing more than to rip that cat's throat out. To dump her body off at the ShadowClan border. A murderous intent that Fawnpaw had gotten to know threatened to glint in his eyes, but the tabby and white tom refrained due to it causing possible suspicion. But then he realized that his name was called by the leader. And he was now known as Hawkpaw. Well isn't that just lovely? Pikestar's my... 'mentor'... great. How am I supposed to keep an eye on ShadowClan with him on my back? Maybe Marigoldleap could be of some use to me... the tom nodded in acknowledgment of his apprenticeship and stared back at Marigoldleap. Yes. She can tell me all about ShadowClan... all about her (Dawnstar). Wait, was he thinking? If he talked to Marigoldleap constantly and questioned her, she'd get suspicious... begin questioning him instead of the other way around. No. No, that'd be foolish. That'd be risky. I can't be like that. Not now. Not when part one of my plan has succeeded. Turning his attention back to Pikestar, Hawkpaw simply purred, showing gratefulness.

"Thank you, Pikestar. I think you'll find I'm a fast learner," he told the dark-colored tom ( thepirateking ). "I look forward to serving RiverClan." That was a lie, only one cat- maybe two, seeing as Nightpaw was present in the crowd- knew the truth. Hawkpaw was unsure if he ever told Nightpaw ( Ravenss ) his true intentions.

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Littlepaw's gaze went from one new Clanmate to another, first was Sundrop and his kits. Then, a loner called Thorn would end up being Pikestar's apprentice and be called Hawkpaw. Well, lucky apprentice then. The cream tabby simply offered a dip of her head to respect the new Clanmates, but she grew curious when Marigoldleap's name was mentioned. She was ShadowClan's medicine cat before Ebonyfang, wasn't she? The cream tabby smiled, at least Fawnpaw would be able to find out more about herbs and help her fellow Clanmates feel better.

Then came the chanting of each cat's name. With as loud of a yowl she could muster, Littlepaw joined in with the chanting, "Sundrop! Branchlight! Goosekit! Sunsetkit! Chirpkit! Hawkpaw! Marigoldleap!"

There were a lot of new Clanmates, but new Clanmates were always good. Of course, it meant that there were more mouths to feed, but it also meant that more cats would be available to help during leaf-bare (when the time comes, of course).

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Reedwhisker was pleased to hear each name of her new Clanmates being acknowledged by Pikestar, which is what he was called now. Her leader's new name would feel a little strange on her tongue, but she'd have to get used to it, now wouldn't she? The dark brown warrior smiled and raised her voice so she could join the chanting of the Clanmates she grew up around.

"Sundrop! Branchlight! Goosekit! Sunsetkit! Chirpkit! Hawkpaw! Marigoldleap!" Near the end, Reedwhisker was almost out of breath, but she had managed until the chanting was over. Several of her Clanmates had chanted the names of the cats who had joined the ranks. Kits, an apprentice, and warriors (one with medicine cat experience). This was a good time for RiverClan, certainly.

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit listened as Pikestar spoke, eyes widening slightly as he looked around. He hadn't realized there was new cats in the clan. And Marigoldleap was training Fawnpaw? That was pretty cool! He purred, looking at his new found clanmates happily. Riverclan was even stronger now with them!

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Lilycreek still seemed rather concerned, but luckily for Fawnpaw she purred a gentle goodbye before moving to another spot. Koipool and Rosestream were still around but the young medicine cat did her best to school her expression into one that would not garner anymore concern from her Clanmates.

With the meeting launched into, Fawnpaw tore her gaze away from the two cats near her to look up at Pikestar. Good, he hadn't taken notice (or at least hadn't that she had noticed). He spoke of his new name, and the few cats that had joined. Sundrop, Branchflight, their kits... Thorn. Fawnpaw's gaze only flashed with shock for the briefest of seconds - too fast for any cat to notice unless they were looking directly at her and really paying attention - before it flickered over to the tabby and white cat. And... stars. Pikestar would be training him.

She wanted to warn her brother. She had to, right? How selfish would it be to allow him to train the cat responsible for the death of Weedkit and Sproutkit, and who knew how many others? She caught the narrowed look that Thorn - now Hawkpaw - gave her and it was enough to fixate her blue eyes onto her paws. They were trembling slightly so she laid her fluffy tail over them to conceal it from view. She just had to remember how to breathe. In and out, rhymical, in order to steady herself.

Next he was speaking of Marigoldleap joining, though Fawnpaw was already aware of that. Swallowing nervously and mustering up as much strength as she could the young medicine cat lifted her head once more to look up at the Streamstone. She could feel more eyes on her, and as if on a swivel her head turned to catch the gaze of Flickerpaw. She was watching her and in her eyes... stars. Something about it told Fawnpaw that her newfound friend could see right through the thin veil she had placed upon her. As much as she could, she managed a soft smile before beckoning the she-cat over to sit with her using her fluffy tail. It would be good to have her former denmate at her side. Hawkpaw surely wouldn't try to attack her then, right?

[ lonely.lilyx SpiritedWarrior Orion ]

[stag]

~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | Closed (Except Fawnleap)~

Making her way out of the warriors den as she heard the call of Pikestar, Moonfrost looked over her shoulder, giving a motivational chirp to her silver-furred sister.
"I'm coming, Moonfrost," a voice replied from the darkness. Slowly, Wolfsong pushed her way out of the den. Together, the sisters found a space to sit and listen to Pikestar give announcements.


:I’m Not Doing Format for this one XD:

Fawnleap | Demigirl, She/They

The warriors head snapped to behind them. She took a faint sigh of relief,She hated people sneaking up behind them other than Wolfsong. Although Fawnleap was quite unsure who was Wolfsong she slowly padded over and sat beside the Darker Grey Tabby. Fawnleap was quite fond of Wolfsong having friends and such,she was glad that her girlfriend had met someone.
“I’m Fawnleap,It’s nice to meet you.” They suddenly spoke quietly to the other Shecat that sat near Wolfsong. Rather not be rude and just introduce themself now then later. A slight smile came across her face as They looked at the lightly colored Shecat. Trying to not just Stare At Wolfsong while they spoke for a sort of approval to speak to this cat.

[Rizo]

:I’m Not Doing Format for this one XD:

Fawnleap | Demigirl, She/They

The warriors head snapped to behind them. She took a faint sigh of relief,She hated people sneaking up behind them other than Wolfsong. Although Fawnleap was quite unsure who was Wolfsong she slowly padded over and sat beside the Darker Grey Tabby. Fawnleap was quite fond of Wolfsong having friends and such,she was glad that her girlfriend had met someone.
“I’m Fawnleap,It’s nice to meet you.” They suddenly spoke quietly to the other Shecat that sat near Wolfsong. Rather not be rude and just introduce themself now then later. A slight smile came across her face as They looked at the lightly colored Shecat. Trying to not just Stare At Wolfsong while they spoke for a sort of approval to speak to this cat.

~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | Evermore~

The black tabby she-cat gave a hoarse, distorted trill of greeting, wrapping her tail around her paws as she sat.
So this is Fawnleap. She seems nice.
Looking to her sister, Moonfrost gave a little smirk. Yes, she could see why Wolfsong had fallen for this cat.

Blue eyes lighting up at the sight of her girlfriend, Wolfsong let out a purr, rubbing her muzzle against Fawnleap's cheek.
"Hello, lovely," she chimed, before letting out a little chuckle.
"Fawnleap, this is my sister, Moonfrost," she explained, gesturing with a flick of her tail to the dark-pelted tabby cat.

[stag]

~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | Evermore~

The black tabby she-cat gave a hoarse, distorted trill of greeting, wrapping her tail around her paws as she sat.
So this is Fawnleap. She seems nice.
Looking to her sister, Moonfrost gave a little smirk. Yes, she could see why Wolfsong had fallen for this cat.

Blue eyes lighting up at the sight of her girlfriend, Wolfsong let out a purr, rubbing her muzzle against Fawnleap's cheek.
"Hello, lovely," she chimed, before letting out a little chuckle.
"Fawnleap, this is my sister, Moonfrost," she explained, gesturing with a flick of her tail to the dark-pelted tabby cat.

Fawnleap | Demigirl,She/They

‘Sister! Wolfsong has a sister!’ The Shecat blinked slowly at Moonfrost. “Nice to meet you Moonfrost. I don’t believe we have met before this,I don’t know if Wolfsong has mentioned me. It’s great to know Wolfsong has someone close like you in her corner.” she slightly smirked and booped Wolfsongs nose playfully. Fawnleap fixed her eyes onto Moonfrost. Now that they looked it,They looked just like siblings. Right down to the eye color. “Before this gets super awkward….What is both your opinion on Pikestar allowing Thorn to just join. Yeah,We take in Loners all the time. But I don’t know ;it seems off with Fawnpaw taking care of them? That poor girl,she’s seen so much for how young she is.” Fawnleap shot the medicine cat a small sympathetic glance { birdie Cause Fawn gave her a small glance,Mention for is you wish to notice it } Fawnleap slightly returned to look at Moonfrost. Her pale yellow eyes scanning the Dark Grey Shecat swiftly.

[Spotty]

Crowkit
[Open, but smoll warning, Crowkit is currently and wreck on the inside]

Another meeting. Crowkit had never cared for them much, and she wasn't fond of how everyone gathered in the clearing. She liked being alone, and being just a kit she wasn't allowed outside, meaning she had to spend her time inside the camp. So that was what she had done, sitting by herself and just... thinking about things. But now even more cats were coming here, talking and making noise. She almost flinched at the loudness of some of her den-mates.

She didn't move towards the Streamstone as Pikestar called, just remained where she was, but she heard what was going on. New cats... new name... all that. Nothing actually new. The large, black-furred kit closed her eyes for a heartbeat before opening them again, tired.

[occultation]

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Slatestripe resisted the urge to protest the addition of so many outsiders at once to the Clan, especially a former ShadowClan cat. How did they know that Marigoldleap wasn’t some sort of spy for Dawnstar? It would be the exact type of thing the she-cat would do. Slatestripe silently decided to keep an eye on Marigoldleap.

He noticed that a few cats seemed uncomfortable at the announcement that Thorn was joining RiverClan. Slatestripe narrowed his eyes; he wondered if they knew something about this tom that he didn’t. Yet another cat to be wary of. Doesn’t Pikestar vet these cats before accepting them?

{open}

[beau]

hearing upon pikestars call she walked over and sat down listening

Peachpaw joined the meeting

splashstripe looked and padded to the meeting

tigerfire listened

[open]

swiftflight walked over to the meeting and listened then seeing a warrior he walked over" hello storksong how are you" he asked Naiad




Storksong’s ear twisted as he heard his name called, aiming to catch the words spoken to him. “Good day, Swiftflight. I am well; I hope the same can be said of you?” The flame-point offered a smile to the other warrior.

His attention turned to the Streamstone as Pikestar began the announcements. There were quite a few new faces in the clan! He had already had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with Marigoldleap - who he absentmindedly searched for in the crowd as the thought struck him - but he would have to make his rounds and get to know the other new cats at some point.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" i am well" he meowed at he smiled back to the fellow warrior looking upon pikestars mentioning new cat he looked around" there is quite a few new cats today, although I'm not to familiar with them do you know any of them?" he asked softly with soft eyes he flicked his tail softly, since there was a lot of new cats swiftflight decided he mind as well get to know some of them
Naiad

[Captain]

As the announcement of new clan members was out in the air, the dark-furred tomcat watched the crowd closely for certain reactions. He was highly aware of some cats who seemed off-put by his decision, some suspicious glances thrown the outsiders’ way, but Pikestar was pleased to see a majority of RiverClan welcome them all with pleasant greetings and honorary chants of acceptance. He smiled warmly at Sundrop as the bengal tomcat thanked him for such a friendly welcome, spotting Marigoldleap out of the corner of his eye as the once-ShadowClan medicine cat sat down amongst the rest of RiverClan. More welcoming chants soon followed, though Pikestar would soon pick up the sound of other things. Mostly Bluepaw talking with Shimmerdawn, asking her about his past as a loner. He tilted his head to the side at the two, but said nothing. The first thing that popped into the oriental’s head was: why did it even matter? Would his dear apprentice’s view of him be skewed by where he came from after all this time just because he wasn’t clanborn? It wasn’t like Pikestar could control where he had been born. He hated his own upbringing.

His attention was then drawn away from Bluepaw and Shimmerdawn as more and more cats seemed off-put by the outsiders in RiverClan. He uttered a sharp tsk, clearly irritated by this. However, Pikestar knew he needed to focus on the next bit, which was very important. “These outsiders will be the last to join our ranks for a long while. There are more important matters to worry about now.” He remarked lowly, wondering how to word any of this, “Sproutkit and Weedkit are dead. They were killed by a rogue’s claws outside of the camp's walls.” These words felt cruel and blunt rolling off his tongue, but nonetheless, Pikestar continued. “This is not something that I take too lightly, so hear me closely, all of you. I want two cats stationed at the nursery entrance at ALL TIMES. I don’t want anyone getting into that den or out without someone knowing about it. Beansprout and Wormbite, I am placing you two in charge of watching over Fawnpaw. Protect her with your life and make sure she is never alone.” His eye flickered over the crowd, looking at the two toms with a stern, serious look. "I also want guards stationed at the camp's entrance as well, same rules as with the nursery guards." He didn't care one bit if he was going overboard with this. He swore to Lilycreek, Sproutkit's mother, that he would go above and beyond to avenge her son and make sure no other RiverClan child suffered the same fate.

“Slatewhisker, Lilycreek and I will gather three search parties to sweep across our territory. Whether to heavily scent mark it, find more evidence of a killer, or even come across the monster ourselves.” Pikestar instructed, “Until this cat is caught, there will be no new members of RiverClan joining us, unless they were clanmates who have gone previously missing. As I said before, I want cats for nursery guarding and for search parties. Apprentices, you as well, are to have two full-grown warriors with you at all times when outside of camp. I am not taking ANY chances with this.” The RiverClan leader refused to have another clanmate murdered by whoever this murderer was. “If anyone locates the culprit, I want them brought to me. Alive.” There was a fierce growl in the edge of his voice as he shouted this to the sea of RiverClan cats below, peering at all of them with a fiery gaze.
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What do cats love to do in the morning? Read the mewspaper!

[~Half-A-Witch~]

LilyLeaf|Trans MtF|She/Her
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LilyLeaf panics 'MintKit and PlumKit aren't safe!' She thought, hyperventilating. She started pacing a little.
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(OPEN to any cat to calm her down)

[sock]

Mudkit spied on the clearing from his thornbush. Guards? At the nursery? Two kits had died? Weedkit he didn't care about... he was quite arrogant. But Sproutkit? Never knew them. He ran back inside the nursery, not wanting any nursery guards to see him out.

[Softspoken]

LilyLeaf|Trans MtF|She/Her
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LilyLeaf panics 'MintKit and PlumKit aren't safe!' She thought, hyperventilating. She started pacing a little.
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(OPEN to any cat to calm her down)

Softheart padded aimlessly towards the Streamstone, his eyes drifting to a distressed clanmate. He padded over carefully, a single ear pulled back. ``Are you alright?`` He inquired.

[Gay'Fluff]

He shifted on his paws as Pikestar continued. Kits were /dead/? And he was a kit, so it made him a little unerved. Surely though, because Riverclan was the best clan, they'ed deal with the bad cat! ...Right? Ferretkit looked up at Pikestar for a few moments before looking at his clanmates. It'd be fine! There was a million cats in the clan, verses a single kit-killer! It'd be fine.

[sock]

He shifted on his paws as Pikestar continued. Kits were /dead/? And he was a kit, so it made him a little unerved. Surely though, because Riverclan was the best clan, they'ed deal with the bad cat! ...Right? Ferretkit looked up at Pikestar for a few moments before looking at his clanmates. It'd be fine! There was a million cats in the clan, verses a single kit-killer! It'd be fine.
Mudkit saw his friend and padded up to him. "C'mon, let's go to the nursery...!" He squeaked, attempting to make his shaky voice sound brave and undisturbed. It severely failed.

[~Half-A-Witch~]

Softheart padded aimlessly towards the Streamstone, his eyes drifting to a distressed clanmate. He padded over carefully, a single ear pulled back. ``Are you alright?`` He inquired.
"I'm fine...." LilyLeaf said. She laughed hysterically. she stop laughing and took a deep breath. "No, I'm no ok, my kits MintKit and PlumKit! I'm scared for them!"

[Softspoken]

"I'm fine...." LilyLeaf said. She laughed hysterically. she stop laughing and took a deep breath. "No, I'm no ok, my kits MintKit and PlumKit! I'm scared for them!"

He sat by her side, a frown on his face. ``If you'd like I can listen.`` Softheart mentally cursed at himself for not being aware of the situation. ``If you don't want to do that and would like to be distracted that's ok too.``

[Bean.]

Nightpaw was a bit shock two kit deaths, who is doing this... what rogue is doing this... Nightpaw continued to listen to the meeting, guards for the kits and beansprout and wormbite is gonna protect fawnpaw, thats good. we dont want and more harm right. And we have to be with two warriors now... thats fine i guess. Nightpaw nervously looked at hawkpaw... y-yep being protected from threats outside of the camp

[stag]

Fawnleap | Demigirl; She/They

The Shecat had a look of horror on her face. Children…Children had been murdered. Good lord. Fawnleap felt a sickening sensation flow through their face. A flush of slight nervousness and nausea hit her. The warrior shifted,Trying to not feel like throwing up,They tired to take a few deep breaths and thought about whether she shouldn’t speak up,But they spoke up anyways. “If I May Pikestar…I will be completely open to guarding the nursery. ” The demigirl tried to avoid the leaders gaze,She leaned into Wolfsongs fur. Now staring at the ground,Fawnleaps eyes focusing on the dirt below them in an attempt to get her feelings under control.

{} canineantics & RiztheHuntress {}

[Gay'Fluff]

He opened his jaws, looking at his friend for a moment. He nodded closing his jaws and following Mudkit. His friend was scared! So he had to help!

FredTheFrog

[Apollo.]

Pigeonkit
The young kit recoiled slightly in surprise, rouges killing.. kits? hang on- she was a kit- she blinked, surely she and her siblings would be safe.. right? She turned to look into the nursery, trying to spot her littermates and then trying to spot her mother Vinewatcher, she sighed slightly with relief after she spotted each of them. If a rouge was to come in camp and attack the nursery she would try her hardest to kill them- even though she knew she couldn't she could at least by her family and the other queens and kits some time to escape.

She felt a bad for Sproutkit and Weedkit, neither should've died, neither would've died if the warriors here were any good at their jobs. When she became a warrior she would make sure that nothing like this would ever happen.

[~Half-A-Witch~]

He sat by her side, a frown on his face. ``If you'd like I can listen.`` Softheart mentally cursed at himself for not being aware of the situation. ``If you don't want to do that and would like to be distracted that's ok too.``
"Thank you!" She said "They're so young they should live a happy life! No worries just care free childhood!"

[Softspoken]

He scowled to himself as he comforted the saddened queen, catching bits and pieces of information. He had been out hunting prior and missed the meeting. ``I'm willing to guard as well.`` Softheart could be kind, but was known for his strength. If he really needed to he could strike down a cat with ease.

[Softspoken]

"Thank you!" She said "They're so young they should live a happy life! No worries just care free childhood!"

He looked back over to the queen with a frown, letting out a reassuring quiet purr. ``They won't have to worry. If anyone dares breathe wrong in their direction I'll be sure to give them a scar they'll remember.``

[Spotty]

Slumberpaw

He had arrived to the meeting a little slower than everyone else, but had now taken a seat at the edge of the clearing and blinked slowly towards the leader to listen. Oh, and the leader had a new name? Slumberpaw had to admit he preferred the sound of Snowstar and Snowleap over Pikestar, but it did carry a certain... authority with it that the two other names maybe lacked. The new group of cats joining the clan didn't bother the apprentice, but he did cock his head when a few loud voices and protests rose up against the newcomers. Slumberpaw didn't see why they would have problems with some new faces, but at least no one got violent, that would have been bad.

Though Pikestar spoke again, and a glimmer of sadness and remorse could be seen in Slumberpaw's usually calm, pale blue eyes when the news about the two deceased kits came up. It was always a little sad when cats died, and even if they weren't ones the apprentice had known, he raised his muzzle towards the sky and mumbled his quiet regards to the two. "May you find good company and soft nests up there, kits." Usually, if a warrior died, you were supposed to wish them good hunting, at least that was what Slumberpaw had heard, but he doubted two young kits would be so focused on hunting. A soft nest and a good conversation partner were better.

The announcements ended, but Slumberpaw would see and hear that many of his clanmates were still nervous and moving around, like distressed birds almost. One cat in particular, Lilyleaf, was pacing around. Softheart had already gotten to comforting them, but Slumberpaw still reached out his tail to gently to brush it over her back in a soothing motion. There, there.

WinterSage Softspoken

[~Half-A-Witch~]

LilyLeaf smiled at the tom "Thank you so much!" She said gratefully "I pray Starclan blesses you and your family!"
----- Softspoken

[~Half-A-Witch~]

Slumberpaw

He had arrived to the meeting a little slower than everyone else, but had now taken a seat at the edge of the clearing and blinked slowly towards the leader to listen. Oh, and the leader had a new name? Slumberpaw had to admit he preferred the sound of Snowstar and Snowleap over Pikestar, but it did carry a certain... authority with it that the two other names maybe lacked. The new group of cats joining the clan didn't bother the apprentice, but he did cock his head when a few loud voices and protests rose up against the newcomers. Slumberpaw didn't see why they would have problems with some new faces, but at least no one got violent, that would have been bad.

Though Pikestar spoke again, and a glimmer of sadness and remorse could be seen in Slumberpaw's usually calm, pale blue eyes when the news about the two deceased kits came up. It was always a little sad when cats died, and even if they weren't ones the apprentice had known, he raised his muzzle towards the sky and mumbled his quiet regards to the two. "May you find good company and soft nests up there, kits." Usually, if a warrior died, you were supposed to wish them good hunting, at least that was what Slumberpaw had heard, but he doubted two young kits would be so focused on hunting. A soft nest and a good conversation partner were better.

The announcements ended, but Slumberpaw would see and hear that many of his clanmates were still nervous and moving around, like distressed birds almost. One cat in particular, Lilyleaf, was pacing around. Softheart had already gotten to comforting them, but Slumberpaw still reached out his tail to gently to brush it over her back in a soothing motion. There, there.

WinterSage Softspoken


"Thank you as well!" LilyLeaf said to the apprentice.

[Softspoken]

Slumberpaw

He had arrived to the meeting a little slower than everyone else, but had now taken a seat at the edge of the clearing and blinked slowly towards the leader to listen. Oh, and the leader had a new name? Slumberpaw had to admit he preferred the sound of Snowstar and Snowleap over Pikestar, but it did carry a certain... authority with it that the two other names maybe lacked. The new group of cats joining the clan didn't bother the apprentice, but he did cock his head when a few loud voices and protests rose up against the newcomers. Slumberpaw didn't see why they would have problems with some new faces, but at least no one got violent, that would have been bad.

Though Pikestar spoke again, and a glimmer of sadness and remorse could be seen in Slumberpaw's usually calm, pale blue eyes when the news about the two deceased kits came up. It was always a little sad when cats died, and even if they weren't ones the apprentice had known, he raised his muzzle towards the sky and mumbled his quiet regards to the two. "May you find good company and soft nests up there, kits." Usually, if a warrior died, you were supposed to wish them good hunting, at least that was what Slumberpaw had heard, but he doubted two young kits would be so focused on hunting. A soft nest and a good conversation partner were better.

The announcements ended, but Slumberpaw would see and hear that many of his clanmates were still nervous and moving around, like distressed birds almost. One cat in particular, Lilyleaf, was pacing around. Softheart had already gotten to comforting them, but Slumberpaw still reached out his tail to gently to brush it over her back in a soothing motion. There, there.

WinterSage Softspoken



He sent a grateful look towards Slumberpaw for pitching in, a quiet rage bubbling in his chest. Who in their right mind would kill such innocent kits?? His gaze hardened into a glare. If he ever got ahold of that monster it would be hard to stop at just wounding them.

[sol.]

- Lilycreek -

For the sake of the clan, she put on a brave face, stern and steady, and an aura that radiated rage and a thirst for justice. Anger coursed through her. Like, rip-tear-and-shred the murderer apart angry. She would not be like her mother- spineless and shying from bloodshed. She would not be like her father, indifferent and cold. She had done what both of them failed to do- she had gotten to know her kit, and loved him, and would kill the one who had killed him. She would not let her son become another Cindernose.

Her emotions were in shambles because of his murder, and she hated it. She hated not have her son around, she hated waking up knowing he was gone, and she hated not being in control of herself, not being able to stop crying long enough to get on with her duties. But she was too tired to feel angry at herself- too tired to curse the body that defied her by daring to cry. She knew she was slipping through the five states of grief- denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.

Denial was when she found her son in his grave, and didn't believe he was dead.

Depression was the weeks that followed- the hollow eyes, the tears, the staying in her nest all day.

Bargaining was when she thought of ending her life. To be forever with her son, running and hunting across the vast openness of Silverpelt.

Anger and acceptance? Her anger would only be put out when the killer was found. Until then, may all the cats who get in her way burn in the Dark Forest.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
As she awaited Flickerpaw to join her, Pikestar began to speak once more. His words were sharp, and it caused Fawnpaw to whip her head around to see what more was being announced. Oh... At the mention of the two kits' deaths, she felt her heart squeeze in equal parts fear and grief. Fear, because she knew who the killer was now, and grief, because she had been the one to find Weedkit's body. Momentarily, her head bowed.

...That was until her brother announced that there would be two guards, placed on her. And not only that, it would be her father and uncle. Her head lifted and her wide gaze drifted to the Streamstone. She wanted to ask why, as embarrassment seeped through her. This would surely garner the attention of the Clan, and as much as she loved her family her only thought right now was the Starcave. What would the other medicine cats think of her?? The gathering had been an utter disaster what with Rootstripe's yowling - surely showing up with two guards would give the impression that she was nothing more than a kit who needed protecting. Part of her could understand it, she truly could, but the larger part of her just felt self-conscious.

But who was she to argue. Instead she quickly snapped her hanging jaw shut and pressed her tail tighter around her body, only giving a simple nod. Surely her father and uncle would find her in the crowd and report to their duty now. Fawnpaw would do her best to make herself small so that hopefully, not all of the Clans eyes would be on her.

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit sits and watches and was shocked "I'll volunteer to help."

[starry]

Elktuft couldn’t bring himself to believe what he was hearing. This was simply horrible. A single rogue had killed two of RiverClan’s precious kits... He frowned, looking at Pikestar and listening with sorrow clouding his eyes. But yet RiverClan would thrive, and surely they would find the killer. He really hoped that those poor kit’s deaths could be avenged.

[sol.]

- Bluebellkit -

Murderer?

Sproutkit. Weedkit. Dead?


Murderer?

The word fell fall in her head. Who.. who? Her brain felt slow and dumb in her head.

Who? Who would do such a thing? Kittens, like her. Dead. Dead.

Dead.

Murder.

She whimpered, fear trickling down her spine in icy cold waves. The killer went after kittens. Like her. Like Mudkit. Like Ferretkit and Flickerkit and Mistlekit and oh stars, Snowkit. Fear gripped her heart, leaving her cold.

What would happen to them?

( moonyy stardust. FredTheFrog Gay'Fluff MushroomRat Caspian Fierce Roses [If any of you wanna comfort spiraling bluebell ])

[stardust.]

(Snowkit)

Oh no, her sister was sad.. Her sister was a Sadcat.. A Sadcat.. Suddenly, Snowkit started crying... "Bwuesister! Wet's be Sadcats together and cheer ourselves up together.." Snowkit spoke, her sister was a Sadcat now.. Then.. then she froze up.. OW!! OW!! That hurt!! Ouchies! WHAT THE HECKLES WAS THAT?? She just fell to the ground!! And on a huge stick! She started bleeding, "BWUESISTER HELP ME!! FAWNY HELP ME!!! PIKEWEADER HELP ME!!!" She gasped, would she die? Would she..? "I JUST WANNA STAY AWIVE!! I DON'T WANNA BE WIKE WEEDCAT AND SPWOUTCAT!!" She shouted, the pain.. She was hurting so bad.. She wasn't going to die.. She wasn't.. "I WANT SWATEMAMA!! I WANT EWEWYONE!! I WANT EVERY BIGCAT AND SMALLCAT HERE!!" Snowkit shouted, she was too young, she was way too young..

// lonely.lilyx (Jsyk, Snow isn't dying guys!)

[taillow]

Otterfluff
Well, this was certainly no good. From where he sat amongst the crowd it was clear the ripple of unease that passed over his Clanmates. Murmuring, whispers, one cat was even pacing and had to be calmed by another warrior and an apprentice. Otterfluff glanced up at Pikestar in silent agreement with his decision. Warrior deaths were one thing - but kittens.

Rising to his paws, the tall brown warrior gave a soft lash of his tail. "If I may, I do volunteer to be apart of the search parties," he called, making sure his voice carried to the cat atop the Streamstone. "The lives of RiverClan's young being threatened are a threat to us all. It might also be time to consider placing guards at the camp entrance as well that can rotate." Stop any intruders before they could even set a paw in. There was more that Otterfluff wanted to pitch, but for now it seemed Pikestar was doing a good job of covering all of RiverClan's bases.

[ canineantics - Not sure if you want to be mentioned or not ]

[Spotty]

Slumberpaw
stardust. lonely.lilyx birdie

Just barely had he finished comforting Lilyleaf when a scratch cut through the already tense atmosphere, and Slumberpaw turned to look at Snowkit. Well, more so at the blood around the kitten. He took a few clam steps towards the kit and reached out a paw - half comfort, half in an effort to help - before glancing around for the medicine cat. "Um, Fawnpaw?" He mewed, only raising his voice a tiny bit to be heard by her over the noise before making a careful gesture towards the kit to lead her attention there. "Come here for a bit, will you?"

[Caspian]

(Snowkit)

Oh no, her sister was sad.. Her sister was a Sadcat.. A Sadcat.. Suddenly, Snowkit started crying... "Bwuesister! Wet's be Sadcats together and cheer ourselves up together.." Snowkit spoke, her sister was a Sadcat now.. Then.. then she froze up.. OW!! OW!! That hurt!! Ouchies! WHAT THE HECKLES WAS THAT?? She just fell to the ground!! She started bleeding, "BWUESISTER HELP ME!! FAWNY HELP ME!!! PIKEWEADER HELP ME!!!" She gasped, would she die? Would she..? "I JUST WANNA STAY AWIVE!! I DON'T WANNA BE WIKE WEEDCAT AND SPWOUTCAT!!" She shouted, the pain.. She was hurting so bad.. She wasn't going to die.. She wasn't.. "I WANT SWATEMAMA!! I WANT EWEWYONE!! I WANT EVERY BIGCAT AND SMALLCAT HERE!!" Snowkit shouted, she was too young, she was way too young..

// lonely.lilyx (Jsyk, Snow isn't dying guys!)
- Bluebellkit -

Murderer?

Sproutkit. Weedkit. Dead?


Murderer?

The word fell fall in her head. Who.. who? Her brain felt slow and dumb in her head.

Who? Who would do such a thing? Kittens, like her. Dead. Dead.

Dead.

Murder.

She whimpered, fear trickling down her spine in icy cold waves. The killer went after kittens. Like her. Like Mudkit. Like Ferretkit and Flickerkit and Mistlekit and oh stars, Snowkit. Fear gripped her heart, leaving her cold.

What would happen to them?

( moonyy stardust. FredTheFrog Gay'Fluff MushroomRat Caspian Fierce Roses [If any of you wanna comfort spiraling bluebell ])
“W-what? M-murder” they realized that they were kit, not for long, but they were a kit now, they walked over to Bluebellkit and purred, ”You okay?” they asked as their own tears of fear rolled down their cheek, they sat down and sniffed, “I-it’s gonna be okay, I the killer won’t get to us!” they said, ‘It’s gonna be fine, and it’s gonna be great!’ they lied to themselves, “Snowkit!?” they wailed as the she fell to the ground, “Snowkit, please don’t die, we need you!”

[sol.]

- Bluebellkit -

(TW: BLOOD)


She leaned into her sister a little before yelping as Snowkit fell.

Oh stars, oh STARS The blood came quicker than she'd expected, and her vision was suddenly filled with red. Her sister's yowls of pain rattled her deeply, and fear overwhelmed her so much she wanted to vomit.

"Snowkit!" She said urgently. Her panicked eyes flew up to the Streamstone, trying to connect with Slatewhisker. She wanted to cry out, but her voice was caught in her throat.Mama, mama, mama, her heart screamed. Please. Help me. Help her.


She let out another pitiful whimper and lead her head on top of Snowkit's, trembling.


stardust. Fierce Roses (just for the slate mention.. sorry about the trauma)

[Gay'Fluff]

I eat ice cream, and come back to this?}

Ferretkit jumped, looking at Snowkit. What happened? And Bluebellkit? He looked around, eyes wide as he ran over to Snowkit. "S-snowkit? Are you okay?" He squeaked, nuzzling her head, looking at Bluebellkit as well. This was even scarier then a kit killer, because, right now his friend was hurting.
lonely.lilyx stardust. Caspian

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Blood. Rising into the air. Every single thought was gone from her head as she turned her eyes in the direction of Snowkit. What?? How??? She had just fallen right? Anxiety captured any movement her paws might've given and she let out a squeak. It was all too much. Everything that was happening - the wound on her cheek, her new appointed guards, knowing the murderer was already in camp with them. So frozen she sat, unable to move or do anything helpful as cats converged around the injured Snowkit.

Coward.

[ Spotty Angelique - If Marigold could step in I would be forever grateful ]

[Sklee]

Words caught on Amberpaws tongue. Two kits? Kits?!?!!? Who would do anything like that? While under most circumstances she'd consider this overboard, an annoyance to need two warriors, she knew it was needed here.



She didn't have anything besides a mixture of shock and fury to react to that news, and there was no good thing to say there. So she did the smart thing and kept her mouth shut, a single furious tear making its way past her muzzle.


She didn't know them, didn't know practically anyone. But she was Riverclan, as were they, and she would not let this go without the anger at their murderer that they deserved being run dry.

[stag]

Fawnleap | Demigirl; She/They

The Shecat looked up,Her pale yellow eyes locked onto the kit’s bleeding body. A Wave of Nausea rushed over the shecat. Her claws digging into her paw padding until they flexed them and dug them into the ground. Fawnleaps own trauma came flooding back. The memories of the riverbed and blood still fresh in their mind. Fawnleap eyes unlocked from the kits now bloody body and the stick that had impaled her. Their eyes slamming shut as they tried to get the image out of her mind. She dug her head into her girlfriends fur. As deep as it could go, Fawnleap silently cried,not making much noise and only tears. Her breaths shaky as The Warrior clung to The grey tabby.

{} RiztheHuntress You Wanted Chaos,You got it lmao {}

[CacklingMemester]

Mind if I join in?))Minnowkit circled the other kits, fur on end. Guilt flooded her mind and her eyesight was distorted by angry tears. She was the eldest. She was supposed to protect them. She hissed at any cat that came too close, lashing her tail. Gay'Fluff StarDust lonely.lilyx Caspian

[Caspian]

Mind if I join in?))Minnowkit circled the other kits, fur on end. Guilt flooded her mind and her eyesight was distorted by angry tears. She was the eldest. She was supposed to protect them. She hissed at any cat that came too close, lashing her tail. Gay'Fluff StarDust lonely.lilyx Caspian
Flickerkit smiled, their gaze looked emotionless but the tears running down their face said otherwise

[sol.]

Mind if I join in?))Minnowkit circled the other kits, fur on end. Guilt flooded her mind and her eyesight was distorted by angry tears. She was the eldest. She was supposed to protect them. She hissed at any cat that came too close, lashing her tail. Gay'Fluff StarDust lonely.lilyx Caspian



She sniffed a little, flashing her smile toward Minnowkit. Her eyes were probably red and puffy, but oh well.

[Madelaine]

Marigoldleap couldn't believe her ears. Two kits had died. That was just awful. She had had kits of her own and knew how awful it was to loose them. Her's went missing, but it still hit her hard. The large black she-cat heard a commotion and looked over to see a distressed Fawnpaw. Moving over she got a closer look and noticed a kit. She dipped her head to the medicine cat and pressed her fur to Snowkit. "Its okay calm down. Shhh. Its going to be alright. Nothing will happen. Here take some deep breathes with me.", she meowed. Marigoldleap then took a couple of deep breathes, hoping she'd follow along. She didn't need jer to hyperventilate. That wouldn't be good for a small young cat. Once she did she'd help with their injury.

[ birdie; for the mention of Fawn. stardust.; @anyone else involved btw Marigold wants Snow to calm down first before she heals her]

[sol.]

Marigoldleap couldn't believe her ears. Two kits had died. That was just awful. She had had kits of her own and knew how awful it was to loose them. Her's went missing, but it still hit her hard. The large black she-cat heard a commotion and looked over to see a distressed Fawnpaw. Moving over she got a closer look and noticed a kit. She dipped her head to the medicine cat and pressed her fur to Snowkit. "Its okay calm down. Shhh. Its going to be alright. Nothing will happen. Here take some deep breathes with me.", she meowed. Marigoldleap then took a couple of deep breathes, hoping she'd follow along. She didn't need jer to hyperventilate. That wouldn't be good for a small young cat. Once she did she'd help with their injury.

[ birdie; for the mention of Fawn. stardust.; @anyone else involved ]

- Bluebellkit -

(hope you don't mind me butting in with Bluebell)


She jumped a little as the older she-cat stepped forward to help. She studied her, before something in her mind clicked."You're... Miss Marigoldleap, right? The former medicine cat? The she-cat that'll help Miss Fawnpaw?" The mention of the RiverClan healer made her heart sting in memory of Bluebellkit failing to call out to the apprentice to help. She sniffed a little, determined to hold it together. For Snowkit.

"She- she froze up and f-fell onto that stick," she said, motioning to the the thing.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Peachpaw shrugged as the leader said about the rogue and 2 kits dead this is serious

swiftlflight and Echoblue listened carefully hearing upon the words both nodded

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit glanced at Minnowkit, was this gonna be a new friend? /No time to think about that!/ He thought, shaking his head as he looked at Marigoldleap to Snowkit and Bluebellkit. "Can you help her?" He mewed to Marigoldleap, eyes on Snowkit as he asked.
lonely.lilyx IdkWhatToPutHere Angelique stardust.

[occultation]

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

While Slatestripe wasn’t thrilled about accepting a former ShadowClan cat into their ranks, he was much more impressed with Pikestar’s response to the rogue issue. He unsheathed his claws, eager to rip the fur off of any outsider that dared cross his Clan. He hoped that he’d be included on one of the territory patrols, but if not he’d make due in camp.

[SpiritedWarrior]

Littlepaw was struck with horror as she heard the names of a murderous rogue being the one to have killed Sproutkit and Weedkit. Apprentices were now to be accompanied by not one, but two warriors. Kits were to be guarded, and Fawnpaw would be guarded too. A shiver ran down her spine, what would happen if the rogue was caught and brought back into RiverClan? Wouldn't it be best to just kill on sight to keep RiverClan safe? But that was not her decision, it was Pikestar's, and he wanted the rogue to be brought back alive.

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Reedwhisker froze as she continued listening to Pikestar's announcements. Sproutkit and Weedkit. Dead. A murderer on the loose. Kits and apprentices are now to be guarded by two warriors at all times. Terror and anger were settling like a thick fog onto RiverClan. Warriors were to be accompanied by a denmate and apprentices were to be accompanied by two warriors. Kits and Fawnpaw were to be guarded at all times. This was certainly a dark time for RiverClan, that was a fact.

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Hawkpaw held in a growl, his claws threatened to come out, but he kept them at bay. There was no way he'd take them out and attack a cat. Not now, anyway. At least his plan managed to slip him through RiverClan before the joinings were closed for outsiders. It's working for now. he thought simply. But he was not quite reacting the way his new Clanmates were. Smoothly, the tom dipped his head and shed a fake tear, hoping to convince his clanmates that he wasn't as heartless as he actually was.

"May they rest in peace," the tabby and white tom spoke quietly all while quietly looking at each of his Clanmates to see their reactions to the announcement of Weedkit and Sproutkit's death. W-wait, didn't I bury Sproutkit? Who uncovered him?! Panic flooded through the young tom's body. There was a cat in the crowd that knew his scent. And no way to tell who it was that uncovered the kit...

A shudder passed through his body. Whoever it was could not be killed. Not with so many cats guarding the camp and outside. Not with patrols being sent out to search for him outside of the camp. Not with Fawnpaw and Nightpaw knowing his secret, though Fawnpaw knew more. And she's being protected. I have to get her alone when I can. I have to kill her. And I have to find and kill whoever uncovered Sproutkit's body. Spying on ShadowClan can wait... my safety and secret come first. But a plan rushed itself into his head. Three patrols are going outside the camp. I have my rogue scent still... I can use my blood and lead one patrol away toward the outskirts. My secret will hopefully be safe then. I'll stick a thorn- no, what am I thinking, if they find a bloody thorn, they might connect it to their oh-so-lovely StarClan! Oh, I can unpatch one of my wounds and get some blood from there! But that plan would have to wait until nightfall when he could sneak out of camp and put all his effort into hiding his secret.

Pikestar was the first cat from RiverClan to have met me on the border and is my mentor now. I'll have to disguise my scent before I spread my drops of blood.

His mind yowled at him to disguise his scent now. To hide from RiverClan. But despite this, the tom was rooted to the spot, with no recognizable emotion evident on his face except for understanding and sadness (though he was not sad or understanding). But the thought still lingered in his head: Pikestar wanted the one responsible for the deaths alive. What would Pikestar do with him if he was caught? Torture him just like he tortured Dustclaw? Kill him in front of his Clanmates?

[forest]

HollowStorm stepped up from his spot near the nursery. ``I volunteer to go on the patrol with Pikestar! he said boldy. Looking back at the nursery, spotting Blossomflight caring for their kits, he knew he must protect their 5 newborn kis. If any of them were harmed, it would be his fault. He stood close to the rock.

[Estelle]

This certainly was bothersome. It seemed RiverClan just couldn't catch a break, going from one chaotic situation to another, causing problems left and right. These outsiders had become a real issue. He didn't pay much of any mind to them normally, but now... Well, his recent irritation with them said enough. He really ought to go by Pikestar's den soon to pitch that reinforcement idea to him (and maybe kitty timeout in the nursery too, chucking all the kits and irresponsible warriors inside a hole there).

His main focus was on listening to the meeting for once - head dipping upon the names of the kits who passed on - and specifically noting Pikestar's orders. Nursery guards, camp guards, Fawnpaw guards (that one, in his opinion, should've been instated from the first time she got in trouble), search patrols as well. He swept his gaze across the clan. Whatever happened, even he felt uneasy not doing anything. He'd have to hope he would either be put on one of those patrols or set to guard camp - kittens weren't exactly his forte, bad match. Tail giving a tap, the tom's ear flickered when a warrior spoke up, Ottersomething? When did he come back? He hadn't seen the warrior much, but turns out he existed. Catching the main points of what he said, the shield found himself giving a slight but curt nod in Otterfluff's direction, agreeing with what he had to say (right, that was his name).
Quite frankly the shield could have some things to say other than his silent agreement, but instead prompted to keep his maw shut for now and possibly address Pikestar about it later. Mainly, because commotion descended into chaos, as it always did, and the shield did not want to have to repeat themselves, nor was it the time. He caught some voices here and there speaking up, volunteering to go along already. He wasn't quite sure whether the leader was looking for volunteers or had already decided on who would go, but nothing harmed throwing in his own three.
"So do I."
Is all he said. Gingerfrost didn't bother speaking up much, it was far too tiring and the whole clan didn't need to hear. It was more in his gaze as he looked to the RiverClan leader that he said exactly said, silent but present as he felt the need to not be 'useless'. Where was that coming from? He never bothered to care about much of anything, but situations like these always had him wanting to take part, if anything so he could know at least one part was done right. That's what he told himself, at least.


[ birdie - for the brief Otterfluff mention, I love Otter's name :0 ]

[Spotty]

Slumberpaw
birdie Angelique

A large, scarred and black cat moved towards them to help the kit, and after giving a grateful nod to them, Slumberpaw backed away to give them more space. So this was probably Marigoldleap then. Well, hopefully, his clanmates would accept her into the clan after helping the kit. His pale blue gaze searched for Fawnpaw again, expecting her to come and aid the former Shadowclanner, but he tilted his head a little when he found her, frozen a bit away, not having moved since he called for her. He didn't blame the medicine cat, blood was maybe something she wasn't able to mentally deal with at this moment, much had happened this meeting after all.

He had already comforted one cat, and tried to help another, but the long-furred cats now moved towards Fawnpw with a calmness in his gaze as he reached to his long tail to stroke it over her shoulders. It was something he found that helped cats calm down when they were stressed.

Look at me, Fawnpaw. Just look at me, not at that, at me. It's gonna be ok.

[Rizo]

~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | Evermore canineantics~

Moonfrost felt her hackles bristle slightly at the comment from Fawnleap. Pikestar was a kind, wise, caring cat, and the insinuation that the leader hadn't thought things through irked her. Taking a deep breath, she forced her fur flat and turned her gaze to Fawnleap.

Wolfsong gently rested her tail on her sister's flank as she began to explain.
"Moonfrost is friends with Pikestar, from what she's explained to me I am sure that Pikestar has taken every precaution and analyzed the situation thoroughly. He wouldn't make a decision like that on a whim," she mused, her gaze fixed on the long furred leader atop the Streamstone.

As they continued to listen to announcements, a wave of shock and anger pulsed through Moonfrost's pelt.
A rogue had the audacity to take kits lives?
She felt her claws slide out, digging into the dirt beneath her. The black tabby had always held a hatred towards those who harmed the young. Especially now that she had a daughter. Icy blue eyes fixed on Pikestar, determination flickering in the depths. Her gaze held a single, unerring demand.
Send me to guard anyone, and I will protect them with my life.
Then the realization hit her. She hadn't seen her daughter in some time. Where was Cloudpaw? Her muscles tensed as anxiety rolled through her chest, her eyes darting around the clearing.

Feeling her sister tense up next to her, Wolfsong was just about to comfort Moonfrost when she felt Fawnleap lean against her. She wrapped her striped tail around the brown she-cat, and gave her a comforting lick on the head.
"I will stand guard with you," Wolfsong promised, giving her girlfriend a soft smile. Then, suddenly, Fawnleap's face was buried in her chest fur. Concern washed over her as she heard the brown she-cat's breathing stutter and shake. Wrapping her paws around Fawnleap's shoulders, Wolfsong pulled her as close as she could manage, holding her firmly.
"It's okay, Fawnleap. You're safe. I wont let anyone hurt you," the silver tabby mewed softly into the brown warrior's ear.

[MockingRabbit]

Troutstone


Two kits had been killed. And now, it seemed, RiverClan was going into lockdown. Was that necessary? He thought back, the rogues had been more active recently. With that break-in not so long ago, and he had heard of another one in ThunderClan at the last gathering. Maybe Pikestar was taking the correct precautions.

[bubble[error].]

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

// open for anyone to stop his train of thought of doing the exact opposite of what being told what to do \\

Bluepaw's mind started racing, forgetting all about the face that Pikestar was a loner in the past. "Two... kit... deaths... the camp isn't safe!" His thoughts were spilling out of his mouth faster then he could stop himself. "No one is safe! This is... we are being targeted! I hope I get to go with on one of the patrols to find this rouge. I will find the rouge. Maybe that's who I get remembered in RiverClan, other than being the leader's apprentice. Maybe I will find this rouge! Yeah! Good idea, Bluepaw!" The white-furred tomcat congrats himself and turns to leave the meeting to go do what Pikestar said NOT to: go outside of the camp by himself.

[Rainee]

Sun'kit and Night'kit listened worriedly. Sun'kit wanted to beat up the rouge, while Night'kit had other thought about staying with Snow'leap every second of every minute of every hour of every day. canineantics

[shaae_26]

Killstone growled. He knew how rogues could be and the fact that they were killing his clanmates, and kits at that matter, enraged him.

[Captain]

CLOUDPAW
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➣ Awoken by the sounds of various sounds of her clanmates, the quiet black-and-white apprentice stirred from her nest, lifting her head and looking towards the opening of the apprentice’s den with a tired look. It seemed like a clan meeting was going on, which almost made her go back to sleep, never really being a fan of such things. However, something didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw, so she rose to her paws and slipped out into the clearing. There seemed to be a lot going on. Pikestar perched atop the Streamstone, many clanmates freaking out, there was a kitten on the ground being looked over by another cat. Cloudpaw blinked with confusion and her light blue-hued eyes soon found Fawnpaw, who was frozen where she was sitting, looking horrified by all that was going on. The sight immediately made Cloudpaw want to rush over to comfort her, to hold her.

A moment or two passed where Cloudpaw stood there, silent and frozen too where she stood, but eventually her paws moved on her own. She approached the crowd of RiverClan cats, but then stopped, seeming to not have noticed that other apprentice next to the brown-furred shecat, already comforting her. “Too late.” A voice whispered to Cloudpaw and she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She had no right to feel this way, and the fluffy molly knew that. She should be happy that Slumberpaw was there, soothing the stressed medicine cat, but for some reason, it didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw. Why? Why was she feeling so selfish right now? This wasn't a feeling that she was supposed to be feeling towards seeing such a display.

Well, none of that mattered now. She was out here, so it wasn’t like she could just turn around and walk away. Or else it would look like disrespect. Instead, Cloudpaw’s ears flattened against her head and she redirected herself towards Moonfrost as she spotted her mom’s familiar pelt. It seemed like the mute molly was already looking for her. What had happened while she was asleep? She quickly padded over to Moonfrost and sat down beside her, close enough to where their pelts were brushing.

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( birdie Spotty - for character mention / RiztheHuntress )

[beau]

" i am well" he meowed at he smiled back to the fellow warrior looking upon pikestars mentioning new cat he looked around" there is quite a few new cats today, although I'm not to familiar with them do you know any of them?" he asked softly with soft eyes he flicked his tail softly, since there was a lot of new cats swiftflight decided he mind as well get to know some of them
Naiad

Storksong returned his focus to the conversation, his brief search for Marigoldleap coming up fruitless. “Indeed I do. I have had the pleasure of speaking to Marigoldleap the other day; though I would not go as far to say we are familiar. We simply chatted for a bit. I do plan on meeting the other newcomers at some point though,” he mewed.

Pikestar claimed his attention as more news was delivered: news that was much less happy. The announcement of the kits’ deaths left a sour taste in the tom’s mouth, and his usually relaxed expression tightened into something that may be read as anger by someone who knew him well. “Pikestar, if I may, I would like to volunteer to take the first guard shift of the nursery.” He was a tolerant cat, but the safety of the clan’s youth was not to be taken lightly.

[ canineantics
not sure if you want to be mentioned in this thread or not /o ]

[sol.]

-Lilycreek-

She listened to several cats express their agreement to the guarding method and several offers to go on patrols. She let out a small sigh of relief. She had allies. She had allies.

She watched in horror as Snowkit fell, blood rushing from her wound. Marigoldleap jumped forward, murmuring words of comfort to the crying kit. She felt a wave of nausea hit her as the red liquid came to her vision, and she had to take deep breaths to calm herself. Calm down, Lilycreek. That's not Sproutkit Of course it wasn't Sproutkit. He was dead.

A breeze of wind swept past and she inhaled, before gagging a little. That smell...! The same one she smelled in Sproutkit's fur. Her heart began to feel heavy with fear and anger.

Does this mean the killer is already in the camp?


[ SpiritedWarrior I'll just leave this here :] ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Storksong returned his focus to the conversation, his brief search for Marigoldleap coming up fruitless. “Indeed I do. I have had the pleasure of speaking to Marigoldleap the other day; though I would not go as far to say we are familiar. We simply chatted for a bit. I do plan on meeting the other newcomers at some point though,” he mewed.

Pikestar claimed his attention as more news was delivered: news that was much less happy. The announcement of the kits’ deaths left a sour taste in the tom’s mouth, and his usually relaxed expression tightened into something that may be read as anger by someone who knew him well. “Pikestar, if I may, I would like to volunteer to take the first guard shift of the nursery.” He was a tolerant cat, but the safety of the clan’s youth was not to be taken lightly.

[ canineantics
not sure if you want to be mentioned in this thread or not /o ]


swiftflight nodded as the tom spoke then listening further more into the news he flattened ears then hearing storksong speak up he smiled a bit* a good idea but its risking life but were warriors* he said as he was doubting a little about being warrior but ended up being brave to end the doubting the tom flicked his tail" I'd like to take the second guard shift of the nursery as well" he meowed wanting to help his clan any way as possible

canineantics

[SpiritedWarrior]

-Lilycreek-

She listened to several cats express their agreement to the guarding method and several offers to go on patrols. She let out a small sigh of relief. She had allies. She had allies.

She watched in horror as Snowkit fell, blood rushing from her wound. Marigoldleap jumped forward, murmuring words of comfort to the crying kit. She felt a wave of nausea hit her as the red liquid came to her vision, and she had to take deep breaths to calm herself. Calm down, Lilycreek. That's not Sproutkit Of course it wasn't Sproutkit. He was dead.

A breeze of wind swept past and she inhaled, before gagging a little. That smell...! The same one she smelled in Sproutkit's fur. Her heart began to feel heavy with fear and anger.

Does this mean the killer is already in the camp?


[ SpiritedWarrior I'll just leave this here :] ]

Although he had successfully joined RiverClan, his plan would be going through a narrow tunnel. Little to no protection from RiverClan given his killings, but also now that he knew some cat had unearthed Sproutkit and Weedkit. Observing each of his new Clanmates one more time to put names to faces as they talked amongst themselves, he saw a queen (or was she a warrior?) gagging at a new scent. She recognizes a scent! And she has fear in her eyes, not surprising, but... what else is she feeling? after a closer look, Hawkpaw realized it was anger. She must be the one that uncovered the kits I killed! She just has to! No one would gag like that when smelling a new scent! Now, he had to be careful to not cross paths with the she-cat. No doubt would she recognize his scent if she truly was the one who uncovered Sproutkit or Weedkit. He turned away from her quickly though, if he was caught staring, then he'd have to prove her wrong (even though she was right). I have to disguise my scent as soon as I can. I can't run around killing cats when I have her, a few patrols, and Pikestar on my tail.

[taillow]

Marigoldleap couldn't believe her ears. Two kits had died. That was just awful. She had had kits of her own and knew how awful it was to loose them. Her's went missing, but it still hit her hard. The large black she-cat heard a commotion and looked over to see a distressed Fawnpaw. Moving over she got a closer look and noticed a kit. She dipped her head to the medicine cat and pressed her fur to Snowkit. "Its okay calm down. Shhh. Its going to be alright. Nothing will happen. Here take some deep breathes with me.", she meowed. Marigoldleap then took a couple of deep breathes, hoping she'd follow along. She didn't need jer to hyperventilate. That wouldn't be good for a small young cat. Once she did she'd help with their injury.

[ birdie; for the mention of Fawn. stardust.; @anyone else involved btw Marigold wants Snow to calm down first before she heals her]


Slumberpaw
birdie Angelique

A large, scarred and black cat moved towards them to help the kit, and after giving a grateful nod to them, Slumberpaw backed away to give them more space. So this was probably Marigoldleap then. Well, hopefully, his clanmates would accept her into the clan after helping the kit. His pale blue gaze searched for Fawnpaw again, expecting her to come and aid the former Shadowclanner, but he tilted his head a little when he found her, frozen a bit away, not having moved since he called for her. He didn't blame the medicine cat, blood was maybe something she wasn't able to mentally deal with at this moment, much had happened this meeting after all.

He had already comforted one cat, and tried to help another, but the long-furred cats now moved towards Fawnpw with a calmness in his gaze as he reached to his long tail to stroke it over her shoulders. It was something he found that helped cats calm down when they were stressed.

Look at me, Fawnpaw. Just look at me, not at that, at me. It's gonna be ok.



CLOUDPAW
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➣ Awoken by the sounds of various sounds of her clanmates, the quiet black-and-white apprentice stirred from her nest, lifting her head and looking towards the opening of the apprentice’s den with a tired look. It seemed like a clan meeting was going on, which almost made her go back to sleep, never really being a fan of such things. However, something didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw, so she rose to her paws and slipped out into the clearing. There seemed to be a lot going on. Pikestar perched atop the Streamstone, many clanmates freaking out, there was a kitten on the ground being looked over by another cat. Cloudpaw blinked with confusion and her light blue-hued eyes soon found Fawnpaw, who was frozen where she was sitting, looking horrified by all that was going on. The sight immediately made Cloudpaw want to rush over to comfort her, to hold her.

A moment or two passed where Cloudpaw stood there, silent and frozen too where she stood, but eventually her paws moved on her own. She approached the crowd of RiverClan cats, but then stopped, seeming to not have noticed that other apprentice next to the brown-furred shecat, already comforting her. “Too late.” A voice whispered to Cloudpaw and she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She had no right to feel this way, and the fluffy molly knew that. She should be happy that Slumberpaw was there, soothing the stressed medicine cat, but for some reason, it didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw. Why? Why was she feeling so selfish right now? This wasn't a feeling that she was supposed to be feeling towards seeing such a display.

Well, none of that mattered now. She was out here, so it wasn’t like she could just turn around and walk away. Or else it would look like disrespect. Instead, Cloudpaw’s ears flattened against her head and she redirected herself towards Moonfrost as she spotted her mom’s familiar pelt. It seemed like the mute molly was already looking for her. What had happened while she was asleep? She quickly padded over to Moonfrost and sat down beside her, close enough to where their pelts were brushing.

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( birdie Spotty - for character mention / RiztheHuntress )


Fawnpaw
Stars above. She really was pathetic, wasn't she? Sitting there frozen still, shaking a little, eyes locked onto a kit in her Clan. Snowkit. She knew them. Fawnpaw knew their bright spirit and wonderful smile. How happy they usually were. Now they were bloodied, on the ground before her, and crying out. And what had she done? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Never before had the young medicine cat simply wanted to sink into the ground and cease to exist. Soon enough Marigoldleap moved forward, giving her a nod before circling herself around Snowkit... that's what she should've done. But no, thorns of fear had pierced her heart and she had been a coward yet again.

Before any other thoughts could enter she noticed a figure move into her line of sight and blue eyes lifted up to see Slumberpaw. Fawnpaw hadn't much discourse with the apprentice, but the calmness in his gaze made her breath go steady. She looked at him, her own eyes wide in a desperate plea. In a sea of being lost, it felt comforting to know that her Clanmates weren't mad at her (or maybe they were and that was what Slumberpaw didn't want her to see). She drew in another shaky breath and closed her eyes, allowing her heart to slow and shaking to stop.

Amidst it all, a certain pair of eyes fell on her and Fawnpaw opened hers once more to see... Cloudpaw. Oh stars. Embarrassment flooded her pelt and drew her ears back. Something about the black and white apprentice seeing her like this made her sick. For a moment, she looked at her... they were friends at least, right? But before she could say anything she was going off to sit with Moonfrost, and it made Fawnpaw want to disappear all over again seeing the flattened ears and redirected attention.

Coward.

"I'm sorry," she managed to rasp quietly, looking back at Slumberpaw.

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

// open for anyone to stop his train of thought of doing the exact opposite of what being told what to do \\

Bluepaw's mind started racing, forgetting all about the face that Pikestar was a loner in the past. "Two... kit... deaths... the camp isn't safe!" His thoughts were spilling out of his mouth faster then he could stop himself. "No one is safe! This is... we are being targeted! I hope I get to go with on one of the patrols to find this rouge. I will find the rouge. Maybe that's who I get remembered in RiverClan, other than being the leader's apprentice. Maybe I will find this rouge! Yeah! Good idea, Bluepaw!" The white-furred tomcat congrats himself and turns to leave the meeting to go do what Pikestar said NOT to: go outside of the camp by himself.

Otterfluff
Another cat spoke up about being placed on the search patrols, and Otterfluff looked to give Gingerfrost a nod. He recalled the warrior, and honestly would be surprised if he hadn't been made a shield yet. But the thought wasn't lingered on for more than a second before the shrill voice of an apprentice rose through the air. Turning, the fluffy brown tom took notice of Bluepaw. Wasn't that one of Pikestar's apprentices? Moving swiftly, he got to his paws and slid just in front of Bluepaw to block his path to the entrance, as he had been sitting rather close to it. "A smart warrior does not rush into a fight unprepared. You would most certainly only being remembered as a fool for doing so." His voice was stern yet had a bit of understanding to it. Wanting to prove oneself was perhaps the largest driving factor. But there were smarter ways to go about it than rushing blindly into a battle that was poorly numbered.

[ Estelle - for the small glance to Ginger ]

[Rizo]

CLOUDPAW
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➣ Awoken by the sounds of various sounds of her clanmates, the quiet black-and-white apprentice stirred from her nest, lifting her head and looking towards the opening of the apprentice’s den with a tired look. It seemed like a clan meeting was going on, which almost made her go back to sleep, never really being a fan of such things. However, something didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw, so she rose to her paws and slipped out into the clearing. There seemed to be a lot going on. Pikestar perched atop the Streamstone, many clanmates freaking out, there was a kitten on the ground being looked over by another cat. Cloudpaw blinked with confusion and her light blue-hued eyes soon found Fawnpaw, who was frozen where she was sitting, looking horrified by all that was going on. The sight immediately made Cloudpaw want to rush over to comfort her, to hold her.

A moment or two passed where Cloudpaw stood there, silent and frozen too where she stood, but eventually her paws moved on her own. She approached the crowd of RiverClan cats, but then stopped, seeming to not have noticed that other apprentice next to the brown-furred shecat, already comforting her. “Too late.” A voice whispered to Cloudpaw and she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She had no right to feel this way, and the fluffy molly knew that. She should be happy that Slumberpaw was there, soothing the stressed medicine cat, but for some reason, it didn’t sit right with Cloudpaw. Why? Why was she feeling so selfish right now? This wasn't a feeling that she was supposed to be feeling towards seeing such a display.

Well, none of that mattered now. She was out here, so it wasn’t like she could just turn around and walk away. Or else it would look like disrespect. Instead, Cloudpaw’s ears flattened against her head and she redirected herself towards Moonfrost as she spotted her mom’s familiar pelt. It seemed like the mute molly was already looking for her. What had happened while she was asleep? She quickly padded over to Moonfrost and sat down beside her, close enough to where their pelts were brushing.

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( birdie Spotty - for character mention / RiztheHuntress )


~Wolfsong and Moonfrost | canineantics Evermore~

Her search ended as she felt a pelt touch her own, and to the black tabby's relief, there sat her daughter. Moonfrost leaned down and gave the black and white apprentice a few comforting licks on the head, a hoarse purr rumbling in her chest. She wrapped her tail around her daughter, inviting her to come snuggle into her fur for comfort.
Hello little one, there you are.

From Moonfrost's other side, Wolfsong leaned her head forward to give Cloudpaw a warm smile.
"Hello Cloudpaw. Are you alright?" Wolfsong questioned, paws still wrapped around Fawnleap. The news of kits being murdered, a rogue on the loose, it was all very worrying. Giving Fawnleap's neck fur a nuzzle, she looked back up at Pikestar, waiting for his assignments on who else would be on guard to protect the camp.

[sol.]

Although he had successfully joined RiverClan, his plan would be going through a narrow tunnel. Little to no protection from RiverClan given his killings, but also now that he knew some cat had unearthed Sproutkit and Weedkit. Observing each of his new Clanmates one more time to put names to faces as they talked amongst themselves, he saw a queen (or was she a warrior?) gagging at a new scent. She recognizes a scent! And she has fear in her eyes, not surprising, but... what else is she feeling? after a closer look, Hawkpaw realized it was anger. She must be the one that uncovered the kits I killed! She just has to! No one would gag like that when smelling a new scent! Now, he had to be careful to not cross paths with the she-cat. No doubt would she recognize his scent if she truly was the one who uncovered Sproutkit or Weedkit. He turned away from her quickly though, if he was caught staring, then he'd have to prove her wrong (even though she was right). I have to disguise my scent as soon as I can. I can't run around killing cats when I have her, a few patrols, and Pikestar on my tail.


She tried her best not to look like she was coughing, holding her breath and counting to five before letting go of it. Dang, her throat was still scratchy, and risked a low cough or two. Better.

Had anyone noticed her reaction? She prayed no one did- not now. With the distraction gone, her mind quickly returned to it's original sharpened state, and it tried to regain its surroundings.

She jumped, her fur standing on edge a little, a prickly feeling rising along her spine. Someone was staring at her. With intensity, anger, and.. fear? Like she had some sort of disease or something. She looked around, eyed the cat near her. None of them seemed to have noticed, expect for one cat, whom she stared at. Hawkpaw, she remembered. The loner who Pikestar had taken in. A loner, like the murderer...

No, she scolded herself, don't get ahead. Get clues. Tracks.

She got up, moving toward the apprentice before sitting down in a patch of grass beside him. "Hey. Hawkpaw, right? Welcome to RiverClan." She tried her best to sound friendly, and not suspicious.

[Peril]

Autumnkit | closed, reaction post
Post eight/ten
Her ears flattened. Two kits dead? She was definitely old enough to grasp that concept. How had the kits wven gotten out of camp? She shivered and shook her head. That was weird. Way too weird. She turned and high-tailed to the nursery so she could lay down and think about this.

[bubble[error].]

Otterfluff
Another cat spoke up about being placed on the search patrols, and Otterfluff looked to give Gingerfrost a nod. He recalled the warrior, and honestly would be surprised if he hadn't been made a shield yet. But the thought wasn't lingered on for more than a second before the shrill voice of an apprentice rose through the air. Turning, the fluffy brown tom took notice of Bluepaw. Wasn't that one of Pikestar's apprentices? Moving swiftly, he got to his paws and slid just in front of Bluepaw to block his path to the entrance, as he had been sitting rather close to it. "A smart warrior does not rush into a fight unprepared. You would most certainly only being remembered as a fool for doing so." His voice was stern yet had a bit of understanding to it. Wanting to prove oneself was perhaps the largest driving factor. But there were smarter ways to go about it than rushing blindly into a battle that was poorly numbered.

[ Estelle - for the small glance to Ginger ]

// Bluepaw | He|His|Him | RiverClan Apprentice \\

/ sorry for the short reply! \

Bluepaw gasped when Otterfluff stepped in front of him, saying that a smart warrior doesn't go unprepared. "Sorry," he hissed. "I want to help,"

[Captain]

With the murder of Sproutkit and Weedkit now public acknowledge amongst all of RiverClan, the large oriental tomcat’s partial gaze would pay close attention to how his clan would react. Of course, he wasn’t surprised when a queen immediately started to panic, Lilyleaf specifically, regarding the safety of her own kittens. Softheart was quick to console her though. Many kittens were among the adults of the crowd, and Pikestar was very aware of this, but it did not keep him from saying what he did. They needed to know what was going on, even if it was a graphic, scary thing. It would keep them from venturing out. This was very serious and the dark-furred RiverClan leader wanted everyone to know what was going on, no matter how old or what rank they were. Amongst all of the warriors below, Fawnleap was the first to volunteer to guard the nursery. Good. This was what they had wanted.

His deep blue eye spotted several kittens scampering back to the nursery, to which he approvingly nodded, even if they would not see it. He liked seeing the youth of his clan playing out in the clearing and having fun, but there was a time and place for such things. Softheart soon also volunteered to be a guard, another nod from Pikestar. He was making a mental note of all who were willing to be guards before stating who would be where. The oriental longhair soon noticed Fawnpaw, who seemed more or less embarrassed, ashamed even, for his decision to give her two guards. But Pikestar didn’t take back his word. She was practically a child herself and RiverClan couldn’t afford to lose another medicine cat — and he couldn’t afford to lose another sister. Another volunteer drew his attention elsewhere. Featherspirit. Excellent. The more willing to protect the clan the better. Otterfluff would soon voice his services as well. Back to RiverClan and already ready to dive headfirst into some hard work. It made Pikestar smile, thankful to have the ex-shield back.

However, like the violent slash of a claw, the screech of a kitten broke through the air and the clan leader whipped his head towards the noise. Snowkit. The small molly who had clung to his leg earlier, was mewling in pain. Oh stars above. The attention of the crowd almost immediately shifted to the distressed youth and Pikestar made no hesitation to leap down from the Streamstone, approaching the scene as Marigoldleap rushed to help and calm the tiny she-kit down. Various kittens gathered around, worried for their injured denmate. Many cats were still voicing their willingness to be guards and be a part of search parties. But right now, Pikestar’s entire focus was on Snowkit. He parted his lips to say something, but he didn’t know what. He was no medicine cat. And asking if she would be okay seemed like an idiotic question. “Kits, give Marigoldleap and Snowkit some space, please.” Pikestar said, gently, halting the meeting temporarily. He knew the small kit was old enough to become an apprentice during this meeting, but after all of this, would she hardly be well enough for a ceremony? He didn’t know, but stood close by as he devoted this time for the RiverClan youth. Talonkit had given him a life to care for the young of RiverClan and he planned to put it to good use right now.
[ Pikestar is temporarily halting the meeting until Snowkit is tended to. ]
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What is a cat’s way of keeping law and order? Claw Enforcement.

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit stands there and then rushes to the kit to make sure they are ok with pikestar she didn't say anything but wanted to make sure they was ok

[Gay'Fluff]

Ferretkit backed away as Pikestar came near. Great Starclan was that cat big, aleast in his eyes. He looked at Snowkit, fear prickling his fur. Marigoldleap could help, but he still whimpered as he watch from afar over his friend.

[sol.]

-Bluebellkit-

She watched as the leader leapt from the Streamstone, rushing toward them. Part of her screamed inside of her and wanted to run back to the nursery, and the other part wanted to stay with her sister- and it was obvious which side won. She gave a meek nod at her leader's words, gentle but firm and no-nonsense. She back away, keeping an eye on the kit. "Hang in there Snowkit!" She said gently. "You're gonna be okay. Miss Marigoldleap is gonna make you better!" She turned to Ferretkit, whispering. "She- she will get better, right? It's almost time for her apprentice ceremony, too." Her heart ached.
stardust. Gay'Fluff

[Gay'Fluff]

-Bluebellkit-

She watched as the leader leapt from the Streamstone, rushing toward them. Part of her screamed inside of her and wanted to run back to the nursery, and the other part wanted to stay with her sister- and it was obvious which side won. She gave a meek nod at her leader's words, gentle but firm and no-nonsense. She back away, keeping an eye on the kit. "Hang in there Snowkit!" She said gently. "You're gonna be okay. Miss Marigoldleap is gonna make you better!" She turned to Ferretkit, whispering. "She- she will get better, right? It's almost time for her apprentice ceremony, too." Her heart ached.
stardust. Gay'Fluff

"Well.. Marigoldleap was a medicine cat, so she sould be better soon!" He told her in a low voice, licking her ear in a mean to comfort the she-kit. "After all, she is training Fawnpaw, so it will be okay."

[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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Mintkit sprang up from her usual spot when she heard the shrill shriek of another kit in pain, just as Pikestar finished listing the recent murders in Riverclan. Pelt bristling, her muscles felt locked and she couldn't rise a toe or open her mouth. Her ears were pointed to the source of the caterwaul, where cats were starting to converge in a radial pattern.

What's happening..? Her eyes searched frantically for some sign of danger, but no one gave any command to the rest of the clan. Mintkit forced her legs to unlock, but she didn't dare moving toward the kit in pain. However, when the first piercing fright had faded a little bit, she was able to focus on the voices of the other cats and she heard Pikestar's voice ordering the others to step back. She waited patiently with her whole body tense to hear someone announce some news, knowing that she wouldn't be able to do anything even if she tried.

[MockingRabbit]

Troutstone stood on his hind legs, like a two-leg, he though, to try and peer over the shoulders of the other cat and see what had happened. He did not move from his spot though, he did not want to get in the way of those crowding around the kit.

[sol.]

"Well.. Marigoldleap was a medicine cat, so she sould be better soon!" He told her in a low voice, licking her ear in a mean to comfort the she-kit. "After all, she is training Fawnpaw, so it will be okay."



She sniffed. "Oh... I really hope she'll be okay." Being happy all the time had taken quite the toll on her, and it only led to a bigger crash. She leaned into Ferretkit a little, being comforted by her friend.

[CacklingMemester]

Minnowkit paced restlessly some ways away, head still spinning from the news about Sproutkit and Weedkit. She paused and padded over to Ferretkit and Bluebellkit, "Did you two see what happened to Snowkit?". Gay'Fluff lonely.lilyx

[Gay'Fluff]

Minnowkit paced restlessly some ways away, head still spinning from the news about Sproutkit and Weedkit. She paused and padded over to Ferretkit and Bluebellkit, "Did you two see what happened to Snowkit?". Gay'Fluff lonely.lilyx

He leaned into Bluebellkit as well, looking over at Minnowkit. "I think she stepped and a sharp twig or something." He told her, giving himself a headache while trying to keep an eye on Bluebellkit as well as Snowkit.

lonely.lilyx

[sol.]

He leaned into Bluebellkit as well, looking over at Minnowkit. "I think she stepped and a sharp twig or something." He told her, giving himself a headache while trying to keep an eye on Bluebellkit as well as Snowkit.

lonely.lilyx



"More like she fell on it," she said thickly, tears welling her eyes a little, which she wiped furiously at.

IdkWhatToPutHere

[forest]

HollowStorm's eyes widened. ``Snowkit!`` he yowled. His paws begged him to run to the cats, but Pikestar's word was law.

[stardust.]

Snowkit | She/her

Snowkit was hurting badly, "Pikeweader? Can you still do my cewemony? Pwease??" Snowkit spoke, all of these cats were gathered around her. She could tell she was loved by the clan by all the other Bigcats and Smallcats that gathered around her. "I.. I.. I w-wove you aw. Thank you f-for being around me wight now.. Thank you Mawigoldcat.. F-for heawing me" Snowkit spoke, she really wanted her name changed too, "Can I be Dweampaw too?" She spoke, she still hurt badly, but she pulled herself up. It still hurt very badly, because she had just gotten hurt. "Mawigoldcat, you can heal me after I become an appwentice" She spoke, it would be better for her to do a ceremony first, but healing was also important. She spotted Fawny feeling sad too.. It was hard..

// Angelique forest lonely.lilyx canineantics @/everyone else involved asdfghjkl

[sol.]

-Bluebellkit-

She whimpered, part of her wanting to jump to Snowkit's side, and part of her held back because of Pikestar's warning. "S-Snowkit..." she squeaked. "Pl-please... Snowkit, d-don't talk like t-that...you're going to be okay!" She looked at her leader and the former medicine cat. "Right? Please tell her, she'll be okay!-" Her sister's voice, her tone, Bluebellkit would only associate it with a cat that was about to meet their end. Snowkit couldn't die right? She couldn't die, she tried to convince her panicked brain, but as she stared at the limp form of her sister, with the blood pooling out of her, she knew.

Snowkit was going to die, and at the very least, be severely injured.

Snowkit was going to die.

Snowkit, was going to die.

Snowkit.

stardust. Angelique canineantics @/anybody else involved

[occultation]

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

Slatestripe made sure to make it public knowledge that he was more than willing to join one of the search parties. His yowl rose above most of the other cats as he pledged his willingness to join such a party.

His attention, like most cats, was diverted by the cry of a kit. Slatestripe rushed forward, claws already out. He could scarcely see over the row of taller warriors in front of him, so he weaved his way around them. He peered at Snowkit, eyes flashing with worry.

[SpiritedWarrior]

She tried her best not to look like she was coughing, holding her breath and counting to five before letting go of it. Dang, her throat was still scratchy, and risked a low cough or two. Better.

Had anyone noticed her reaction? She prayed no one did- not now. With the distraction gone, her mind quickly returned to it's original sharpened state, and it tried to regain its surroundings.

She jumped, her fur standing on edge a little, a prickly feeling rising along her spine. Someone was staring at her. With intensity, anger, and.. fear? Like she had some sort of disease or something. She looked around, eyed the cat near her. None of them seemed to have noticed, expect for one cat, whom she stared at. Hawkpaw, she remembered. The loner who Pikestar had taken in. A loner, like the murderer...

No, she scolded herself, don't get ahead. Get clues. Tracks.

She got up, moving toward the apprentice before sitting down in a patch of grass beside him. "Hey. Hawkpaw, right? Welcome to RiverClan." She tried her best to sound friendly, and not suspicious.

Hawkpaw had to stop himself from rushing forward and killing the she-cat right then and there. No, Hawkpaw... Stay calm. Act like a normal RiverClanner, or... one of the other loners. Don't kill her. Not now. It would show your true colors. the tom breathed in and out, calming his nerves before Lilycreek had sat down beside him. The she-cat, no doubt, was suspecting him of killing her kit.

"Yes, that's right," he answered simply, though there was an inquisitive tone in his voice. She wants something from me, why else would she just walk over to me and spark a conversation? I have to be careful and not fall into whatever trap she wants me to fall into. "Thanks, I guess. Judging by how you reacted to Pikestar's announcement, I assume you were close to one of the kits he announced as dead? I'm sorry to hear that. No cat should suffer what you are feeling."

Yes, that had to be good. I just have to do this smoothly. I can't let her suspect me, otherwise, I will have no choice but to kill. I can't reveal much about myself... But then he realized (or rather, remembered) that he was covered in cobwebs and poultice that Fawnpaw had placed. It bugged him to know that some of it was on his ear, making it feel heavier than usual.

"Pardon all the cobwebs and poultice," he purred as kindly as he could, yet wanting to add a bit of pride in his tone. "I was attacked by two ShadowClan warriors right before Pikestar found me. Practically covered in blood, my stomach got the worse of it."

The tom lifted his paw, wincing slightly as he showed Lilycreek his nasty (and covered) wound. Maybe this will scare her a bit, but I honestly have no clue how used to the blood she is. His torn ear he could use as a lie, but if he ever went to what the Clans called a Gathering, ShadowClan could easily say that he was lying. I cannot and will not risk getting caught in my lies. I've tangled them badly enough, I don't need to be a fly in them.

"Managed to kill one, in self-defense of course... think his name was... Shadowsomething." The tom was letting half a lie slip. It was true, he killed Shadowscar, but it definitely was NOT self-defense. "It was a strange feeling to have a dead cat at my paws, something I don't want to do again." The tom forced a shiver and stared into space as he remembered killing the warrior. It wasn't weird, it felt amazing. He obviously did it multiple times after that, but he will not let Lilycreek know. "I barely escaped the other one with my life. I think I passed out shortly after meeting Pikestar."

As he waited to see what Lilycreek responded with, he turned his brownish-black ears toward Pikestar, noting how multiple cats have stepped up to help RiverClan guard the younger cats. They really don't know who had killed the kits. And they don't know who I killed, except for Fawnpaw, of course. But she knows if she lets anything slip, I'll killher. He hoped to have gotten the message across that he was not a cat to be messed with, he said he had killed Shadowscar loud enough so some cats would hear. A mistake he'd probably regret later in his life. But later is not now. Who knows, I will have probably gotten my revenge on Dawnstar by then.

Hawkpaw then noted that multiple kits have gone back to the nursery. Where they belong. he huffed, preventing himself from rolling his eyes or grimacing.

"Pikestar!" he finally decided to announce. "There's no need for you to train me in battle, I can defend myself pretty well from what you have seen. I battled two ShadowClan warriors and survived, I can help guard the camp if a spot is open. Absolutely no cat would get through to where I'd be stationed."

As he finished speaking, he heard the painful cry of a kit, something he's heard before with Cinders, the kittypet kit; Weedkit, and Sproutkit of RiverClan. But despite this, it still shocked him, and caught him off guard. Hawkpaw sat back down, seeing as so many warriors, apprentices, and kits had already gathered. Oh great, now I have to spend more time than necessary next to this burr in my fur! The tom wanted to hiss it out loud, but it would let RiverClan see through the mask he had hidden so well for five moons.

"Pikestar, Marigoldleap, Fawnpaw," he called, his voice even. "I think it's best this kit goes to the medicine den, away from the chaos."

canineantics
birdie
Angelique

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
A few seconds more passed and then life started to flow back into her. Sounds became heard again instead of a distant low buzzing. Sights seemed to flicker with color once more and it left Fawnpaw blinking in rapid succession. Marigoldleap. Snowkit. And soon enough, Pikestar was down from the Streamstone and weaving his way through the gathered cats, calling for distance to be created between the crowd and the injured. She couldn't just... sit here anymore, feeling sorry for herself. Chestnutfall's voice echoed in her mind and Fawnpaw finally got to her paws with a determined (albeit soft) lash of her tail.

She was already settling her mind on moving forward. On doing her duty to her Clan - there was no time for self-pity - when a familiar voice called her name. But this time it didn't send shivers down her spine, nor did it make her freeze. Instead she turned to look at the source - Hawkpaw. Or Thorn, because in her eyes he was no Clan cat. She stared at him, an unknow emotion evident in her gaze. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do in that moment, so instead of doing anything Fawnpaw turned back to the scene and stepped forward. "M-Ms. Marigoldleap, if you could help me move Snowkit into my den. Snowkit, I'm sorry but... I don't think you should have your ceremony today. We... You'll need to rest a bit, you took a pretty big fall." Stars, she didn't want to be the one to have to tell the young kit that doing her ceremony today wasn't the best idea. But hopefully she (and Pikestar) would understand.

With once glance up to her brother, hoping to catch his eye and make sure it was alright, Fawnpaw nodded to Marigoldleap and started to head towards her den, backing up so that she could keep an eye on Snowkit incase she needed to step in. She wouldn't freeze again. Not this time.

[ Angelique stardust. SpiritedWarrior canineantics - Fawnpaw is officially recommending that Snowkit's ceremony be delayed until she is able to be healed and calmed down. Angelique, stardust, we can move this into the medicine den if you'd like ]

[sol.]

Hawkpaw had to stop himself from rushing forward and killing the she-cat right then and there. No, Hawkpaw... Stay calm. Act like a normal RiverClanner, or... one of the other loners. Don't kill her. Not now. It would show your true colors. the tom breathed in and out, calming his nerves before Lilycreek had sat down beside him. The she-cat, no doubt, was suspecting him of killing her kit.

"Yes, that's right," he answered simply, though there was an inquisitive tone in his voice. She wants something from me, why else would she just walk over to me and spark a conversation? I have to be careful and not fall into whatever trap she wants me to fall into. "Thanks, I guess. Judging by how you reacted to Pikestar's announcement, I assume you were close to one of the kits he announced as dead? I'm sorry to hear that. No cat should suffer what you are feeling."

Yes, that had to be good. I just have to do this smoothly. I can't let her suspect me, otherwise, I will have no choice but to kill. I can't reveal much about myself... But then he realized (or rather, remembered) that he was covered in cobwebs and poultice that Fawnpaw had placed. It bugged him to know that some of it was on his ear, making it feel heavier than usual.

"Pardon all the cobwebs and poultice," he purred as kindly as he could, yet wanting to add a bit of pride in his tone. "I was attacked by two ShadowClan warriors right before Pikestar found me. Practically covered in blood, my stomach got the worse of it."

The tom lifted his paw, wincing slightly as he showed Lilycreek his nasty (and covered) wound. Maybe this will scare her a bit, but I honestly have no clue how used to the blood she is. His torn ear he could use as a lie, but if he ever went to what the Clans called a Gathering, ShadowClan could easily say that he was lying. I cannot and will not risk getting caught in my lies. I've tangled them badly enough, I don't need to be a fly in them.

"Managed to kill one, in self-defense of course... think his name was... Shadowsomething." The tom was letting half a lie slip. It was true, he killed Shadowscar, but it definitely was NOT self-defense. "It was a strange feeling to have a dead cat at my paws, something I don't want to do again." The tom forced a shiver and stared into space as he remembered killing the warrior. It wasn't weird, it felt amazing. He obviously did it multiple times after that, but he will not let Lilycreek know. "I barely escaped the other one with my life. I think I passed out shortly after meeting Pikestar."

As he waited to see what Lilycreek responded with, he turned his brownish-black ears toward Pikestar, noting how multiple cats have stepped up to help RiverClan guard the younger cats. They really don't know who had killed the kits. And they don't know who I killed, except for Fawnpaw, of course. But she knows if she lets anything slip, I'll killher. He hoped to have gotten the message across that he was not a cat to be messed with, he said he had killed Shadowscar loud enough so some cats would hear. A mistake he'd probably regret later in his life. But later is not now. Who knows, I will have probably gotten my revenge on Dawnstar by then.

Hawkpaw then noted that multiple kits have gone back to the nursery. Where they belong. he huffed, preventing himself from rolling his eyes or grimacing.

"Pikestar!" he finally decided to announce. "There's no need for you to train me in battle, I can defend myself pretty well from what you have seen. I battled two ShadowClan warriors and survived, I can help guard the camp if a spot is open. Absolutely no cat would get through to where I'd be stationed."

As he finished speaking, he heard the painful cry of a kit, something he's heard before with Cinders, the kittypet kit; Weedkit, and Sproutkit of RiverClan. But despite this, it still shocked him, and caught him off guard. Hawkpaw sat back down, seeing as so many warriors, apprentices, and kits had already gathered. Oh great, now I have to spend more time than necessary next to this burr in my fur! The tom wanted to hiss it out loud, but it would let RiverClan see through the mask he had hidden so well for five moons.

"Pikestar, Marigoldleap, Fawnpaw," he called, his voice even. "I think it's best this kit goes to the medicine den, away from the chaos."

canineantics
birdie
Angelique


She could feel the discomfort radiating off of him, in large, unrelenting waves. Normally, she would have just left the conversation at that, but this one felt...intriguing to say the least. Normally the cat gave off meek, timid, 'I-just-wanna-get-out-of-here' vibes, but Hawkpaw was more 'I've-got-secrets-keep-out'. It piqued her interest, to say the least, but she wasn't going to be nosy about it.

She nodded at his understanding for her situation. "Yes. My kit was killed a moon or so ago." She flicked her ears. "Ah well," she sighed. "No parent should have to face these feelings, yet we do anyway. Nothing seems to be able to change that." She knew she was being vague, but who knows? She could be sitting next to a psychopath or all she knew. Stay on your guard, she warned herself. Pretend he's Father, and you have to be all polite and disgustingly timid again. Test him.

She watched his injuries, the blood unfazing her. She'd seen the blood pour out of her kit, pour out of her sister. It didn't scare her anymore, not like when she was younger. She looked up, scrunching her nose a little. "Dear me. That sounds like quite the expedition you had before." Though a couple scars seems like a small price to pay in exchange for your life, a small part of her murmured, which she immediately stamped out. The pride in his tone was evident, though she said nothing.

She saw him flinch wildly at Snowkit's cry. She looked at him questioningly, before turning to look at the small molly in pity. The image of her son was coming to the surface again, which she hurriedly brushed away.

[shaae_26]

Killstone had not seen what had happened, though he had heard the cry of the kit and turned his attention to it. He had not left his place below the streamstone though.

[forest]

Hollowstorm
Tom
37 moons

TW: BLOOD, DEATH, SADNESS

Hollowstorm slowly walked over to Snowkit, tears welling in his eyes. ``It's gonna be OK, Snowkit. You're gonna make it. Just... stay strong and hold on.``But he knew that these words meant nothing. With the amount of blood pooling next to her, she could never survive.

He had hoped with all his heart that this wouldn't happen. The small, limp body of the kit was in the middle of the clearing, where everyone could see the small ring of cats around her. Not leaving his crouching position, he turned his head to Pikestar.[ canineantics ]``She's dying. Please give her an apprentice name, even if she won't survive. At the least can she be hailed as an apprentice in StarClan? Give her what she wants. She should go to StarClan as Dreampaw. Make her feel truly happy in StarClan.`` he pleaded the tomcat.

He gave her ears a comforting lick, before backing away a half step. StarClan, take her quick. I don't wan't her pain drawn out any longer. Keep her alive until she earns her apprentice name. His heart shattered when he heard the heartbreaking wails of Snowkit. ``Even if you don't accept her as Dreampaw, I will respect her dying wishes and call her by her real name.`` he declared, standing up and saying his words to the skies, where Snowkit's- Dreampaw's, spirit was certaintly headed to. Oh StarClan, why do you torture us like this?


// Angelique forest lonely.lilyx stardust. @/everyone else involved

[perseus.]

Mapledawn eyes widened in fear as they had heard that the two kits were killed, and by a rogue no less. Her tail lashed as they knew she would do anything to protect those in her clan.


Fogcloud watched in horror as Snowkit was injured, all they could do was to watch Marigoldlead help out the young kit.

[not open]

[Madelaine]

Marigoldleap looked at the kit. She shook her head. "You need to be healed first little one. Come I'll take you to the medicine den.", she meowed. She looked at Fawnpaw, hoping she was going to do alright. Taking things slow the molly walked her to the medicine den. She needed help before she bled to death. The warrior wouldn't be able to handle if she lost the kit. She had heard that new guy talk, but she decided to ignore it. She didn't need her temper to escape in front of everyone. Marigoldleap knew what she was doing.

[ stardust.; birdie; SpiritedWarrior; @/everyone else ]

[Spotty]

Adderscale

The day started out pleasant like always, and the slender tom sat down to listen to the news of the meeting, like the new members, but the calm smile he almost always carried himself with melted away when Pikestar mentioned Sproutkit's and Weedkit's deaths. Rouges always seemed to be causing trouble, but killing kits? That was crossing a line and big time. Adderscale considered offering himself up as a guard for the nursery but knew that a role with less still-sitting would suit him better. "I'm free to come on a patrol as well!"

[SpiritedWarrior]

She could feel the discomfort radiating off of him, in large, unrelenting waves. Normally, she would have just left the conversation at that, but this one felt...intriguing to say the least. Normally the cat gave off meek, timid, 'I-just-wanna-get-out-of-here' vibes, but Hawkpaw was more 'I've-got-secrets-keep-out'. It piqued her interest, to say the least, but she wasn't going to be nosy about it.

She nodded at his understanding for her situation. "Yes. My kit was killed a moon or so ago." She flicked her ears. "Ah well," she sighed. "No parent should have to face these feelings, yet we do anyway. Nothing seems to be able to change that." She knew she was being vague, but who knows? She could be sitting next to a psychopath or all she knew. Stay on your guard, she warned herself. Pretend he's Father, and you have to be all polite and disgustingly timid again. Test him.

She watched his injuries, the blood unfazing her. She'd seen the blood pour out of her kit, pour out of her sister. It didn't scare her anymore, not like when she was younger. She looked up, scrunching her nose a little. "Dear me. That sounds like quite the expedition you had before." Though a couple scars seems like a small price to pay in exchange for your life, a small part of her murmured, which she immediately stamped out. The pride in his tone was evident, though she said nothing.

She saw him flinch wildly at Snowkit's cry. She looked at him questioningly, before turning to look at the small molly in pity. The image of her son was coming to the surface again, which she hurriedly brushed away.

Hawkpaw brought himself to feel a bit merciful toward the warrior. I'll stop killing kits. It's too risky to have queens discover their fuzzball spawn and get my scent from 'em. Granted, it's risky to kill any cat... the tom shook the thought away. Once I take my revenge on Dawnstar, the killing will be directed toward ShadowClan. Once I'm through with them, there will be three Clans in the forest.

"My condolences to you and your mate," he murmured sympathetically, hiding his annoyance. I really don't care how she feels toward losing her kit, she could have another one. Adopt one. Something. She'll see that kit again when she joins that 'StarClan' the Clans all talk about, or when she drops dead.

"It was. I have to thank Pikestar when I get the chance for being merciful," he replied, examining the wounds himself. "D-does Fawnpaw know much about herbs?" Doesn't hurt to find out. Marigoldleap may be helping her, but if I can get her Clanmates injured plenty of times, I can tear RiverClan apart from the inside out. Eliminate the Clans one by one...

"I-I'll... um, I'll leave you to your thoughts," he murmured awkwardly when she said nothing about him killing a ShadowClan warrior. I wonder what the Clans' thoughts are on ShadowClan... maybe I'll ask Pikestar when I begin my training. And then I can spy on the other Clans by manipulating a rival warrior. Maybe. I could just spy on them myself too...

[sol.]

Hawkpaw brought himself to feel a bit merciful toward the warrior. I'll stop killing kits. It's too risky to have queens discover their fuzzball spawn and get my scent from 'em. Granted, it's risky to kill any cat... the tom shook the thought away. Once I take my revenge on Dawnstar, the killing will be directed toward ShadowClan. Once I'm through with them, there will be three Clans in the forest.

"My condolences to you and your mate," he murmured sympathetically, hiding his annoyance. I really don't care how she feels toward losing her kit, she could have another one. Adopt one. Something. She'll see that kit again when she joins that 'StarClan' the Clans all talk about, or when she drops dead.

"It was. I have to thank Pikestar when I get the chance for being merciful," he replied, examining the wounds himself. "D-does Fawnpaw know much about herbs?" Doesn't hurt to find out. Marigoldleap may be helping her, but if I can get her Clanmates injured plenty of times, I can tear RiverClan apart from the inside out. Eliminate the Clans one by one...

"I-I'll... um, I'll leave you to your thoughts," he murmured awkwardly when she said nothing about him killing a ShadowClan warrior. I wonder what the Clans' thoughts are on ShadowClan... maybe I'll ask Pikestar when I begin my training. And then I can spy on the other Clans by manipulating a rival warrior. Maybe. I could just spy on them myself too...


She stiffened, shaking her head. "My mate is gone, too. It doesn't matter anymore, since she left camp a while before." She felt a stab of disgust for Spottedspirit. She really couldn't have stayed for her son, huh. "Ah well, you can't have everything." She has certain- the scent from the grave matched the one on Hawkpaw. It wouldn't hurt to keep him a little closer...

She frowned, looking at the mess of blood, poultice, and cobwebs that was his stomach. "She knows enough to get by," she said a little firmly. "If you want something more advanced, you ought to go visit Marigoldleap." Ebonyfang, her mind whispered.

She watched as Hawkpaw seemed to want to draw the conversation to a close. As much as she wanted to seize him and shake him for answers, she wouldn't dare. She knew where she wasn't wanted.

[SpiritedWarrior]

She stiffened, shaking her head. "My mate is gone, too. It doesn't matter anymore, since she left camp a while before." She felt a stab of disgust for Spottedspirit. She really couldn't have stayed for her son, huh. "Ah well, you can't have everything." She has certain- the scent from the grave matched the one on Hawkpaw. It wouldn't hurt to keep him a little closer...

She frowned, looking at the mess of blood, poultice, and cobwebs that was his stomach. "She knows enough to get by," she said a little firmly. "If you want something more advanced, you ought to go visit Marigoldleap." Ebonyfang, her mind whispered.

She watched as Hawkpaw seemed to want to draw the conversation to a close. As much as she wanted to seize him and shake him for answers, she wouldn't dare. She knew where she wasn't wanted.

"Oh," he hummed, finding himself stumped on what to say. I'll try to distract her with my past. Maybe that'll work. "I-if it helps, my mother disowned me once I was old enough to hunt. My father taught me how to fight. Can never remember why she disowned me though..."

In a flash, Hawkpaw was Thorn once again, hiding in his small den next to his ball of moss. For some reason, he was hiding from his parents. Their voices were becoming clearer and clearer as Thorn decided to take a peek through the den entrance. His parents were arguing about how violent Thorn's training was becoming. And the next thing he knew, he was being led away from the den by his father further into the outskirts. During one of his training sessions (and his final one) his father had whispered in his ear, "Kill every Clan cat. Try to get into one and tear it down from the inside out." That was the day his father died. Been hit by a monster in the twolegplace.

And Hawkpaw kept that promise to this day, trying to take ShadowClan and RiverClan out as swift as a claw swipe. After RiverClan and ShadowClan are finished, I'll move on to WindClan and ThunderClan. Feeling his cheek get a little wet, the tom cleared his throat and looked into the she-cat's eyes as she finished speaking.

"I- I was just wondering, but I'll be sure to talk to Marigoldleap if that comes to my mind," he answered. "I'll see you around, I have to go clear my head. Don't tell anyone I'm going alone, I can handle myself in a fight whether I'm injured or not."

Quickly, before the she-cat could try to convince him otherwise, the tom left the Streamstone and exited the camp to go someplace within RiverClan territory. I hadn't thought about all of that in moons. Why on earth was it coming up now?

//Hawkpaw has left the meeting\\

[sol.]

"Oh," he hummed, finding himself stumped on what to say. I'll try to distract her with my past. Maybe that'll work. "I-if it helps, my mother disowned me once I was old enough to hunt. My father taught me how to fight. Can never remember why she disowned me though..."

In a flash, Hawkpaw was Thorn once again, hiding in his small den next to his ball of moss. For some reason, he was hiding from his parents. Their voices were becoming clearer and clearer as Thorn decided to take a peek through the den entrance. His parents were arguing about how violent Thorn's training was becoming. And the next thing he knew, he was being led away from the den by his father further into the outskirts. During one of his training sessions (and his final one) his father had whispered in his ear, "Kill every Clan cat. Try to get into one and tear it down from the inside out." That was the day his father died. Been hit by a monster in the twolegplace.

And Hawkpaw kept that promise to this day, trying to take ShadowClan and RiverClan out as swift as a claw swipe. After RiverClan and ShadowClan are finished, I'll move on to WindClan and ThunderClan. Feeling his cheek get a little wet, the tom cleared his throat and looked into the she-cat's eyes as she finished speaking.

"I- I was just wondering, but I'll be sure to talk to Marigoldleap if that comes to my mind," he answered. "I'll see you around, I have to go clear my head. Don't tell anyone I'm going alone, I can handle myself in a fight whether I'm injured or not."

Quickly, before the she-cat could try to convince him otherwise, the tom left the Streamstone and exited the camp to go someplace within RiverClan territory. I hadn't thought about all of that in moons. Why on earth was it coming up now?

//Hawkpaw has left the meeting\\


She nodded, purring in empathy. "My mother was spineless, and ditzy. A pacifist in a bad way. My father was indifferent, and he wasn't around much. Our stories are similar, in that way." She didn't dare say they were the same- after all, she barely knew Hawkpaw.

She saw him zone out for a moment, possibly remembering his dark past, before snapping back. She nodded, though the dark part of her told her to go after him. "Dont cause trouble," she said automatically, before waving goodbye with her tail.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
As she awaited Marigoldleap and Snowkit, movement caught the corner of her eye. "Um, excuse me!" she called out, waving her tail. Deep breaths. Steadying her voice Fawnpaw blinked once. "Your wounds aren't quiet healed. I would, um, appreciate it if you could remain in camp." As much as disgust burned in her belly for the tom, him going out and reopening his wounds would only cause her to go through more herbs. And that wouldn't do.

Thankfully, she kept her voice steady as she waited for the tom to turn around and come back.

[ SpiritedWarrior Fawn would not allow Hawk to go out of camp with how his injuries are, just so you know! ]

[SpiritedWarrior]

Fawnpaw
As she awaited Marigoldleap and Snowkit, movement caught the corner of her eye. "Um, excuse me!" she called out, waving her tail. Deep breaths. Steadying her voice Fawnpaw blinked once. "Your wounds aren't quiet healed. I would, um, appreciate it if you could remain in camp." As much as disgust burned in her belly for the tom, him going out and reopening his wounds would only cause her to go through more herbs. And that wouldn't do.

Thankfully, she kept her voice steady as she waited for the tom to turn around and come back.

[ SpiritedWarrior Fawn would not allow Hawk to go out of camp with how his injuries are, just so you know! ]

Hearing the voice of Fawnpaw, Hawkpaw fought to keep himself from attacking the younger she-cat in front of the entire Clan. He partly unsheathed his claws out of frustration but forced his voice to remain 'calm' as he turned to face the medicine cat. Don't be threatening, don't be rude... he grimaced with disgust as he listened to his Clanmate talk.

"Fine," he sighed and stepped closer to the she-cat. "But just remember... I killed a ShadowClan warrior. I can defend myself."

The tom couldn't do much to threaten the she-cat considering the entire Clan was watching, but Fawnpaw would understand the meaning behind his words. I hate being so discrete around all these pathetic excuses for cats.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
She should not have done that. Just as she had managed to stifle the last of it, the same familiar fear crept back into her. "T-Thank you." Fawnpaw had to force herself to remain still (though her ears did pull back a little...) as she struggled to dispel the unnerve from her face as she simply nodded to Thorn. Her throat felt sticky and she quickly ducked her gaze to look back at Marigoldleap and Snowkit before turning to lead the way away from the meeting and towards her den.

[ SpiritedWarrior Angelique stardust. - I'll be making a post in the medicine den to get this started - stardust if you could fill out a healing form so that I can keep everything organized I would appreciate it! ]

[SpiritedWarrior]

Fawnpaw
She should not have done that. Just as she had managed to stifle the last of it, the same familiar fear crept back into her. "T-Thank you." Fawnpaw had to force herself to remain still (though her ears did pull back a little...) as she struggled to dispel the unnerve from her face as she simply nodded to Thorn. Her throat felt sticky and she quickly ducked her gaze to look back at Marigoldleap and Snowkit before turning to lead the way away from the meeting and towards her den.

[ SpiritedWarrior Angelique stardust. - I'll be making a post in the medicine den to get this started - stardust if you could fill out a healing form so that I can keep everything organized I would appreciate it! ]

"Uh huh," the tom didn't even bother to say 'you're welcome' due to it feeling like he was saying 'you're welcome in my presence' which Fawnpaw was clearly not welcome to be around him. Taking a quick glance at the Clanmates she went to, Hawkpaw padded to the apprentice's den.

[SplashyLumi]

canineantics {Free to respond or not, Just Owl suggesting something} The large dark-brown tom stepped forward, one ear flicking in curiosity “Pikestar, what if Snowkit was poisoned or knocked out by the same cat that-” He gulped his fear down before speaking again, hoping Sproutkits And Weedkits mother didn't mind him suggesting this. “killed Sproutkit and Weedkit”
Taking one respectful nod to his clanmates, Owleyes stepped back.

[sol.]

canineantics {Free to respond or not, Just Owl suggesting something} The large dark-brown tom stepped forward, one ear flicking in curiosity “Pikestar, what if Snowkit was poisoned or knocked out by the same cat that-” He gulped his fear down before speaking again, hoping Sproutkits And Weedkits mother didn't mind him suggesting this. “killed Sproutkit and Weedkit”
Taking one respectful nod to his clanmates, Owleyes stepped back.


-Bluebellkit-

She perked up a little, though still extremely scared. "Em.. I don't think so, Mr. Owleyes," she said rather timidly. "My sister, er, Snowkit freezes kinda regularly. Its like a reaction she has when she has too many emotions to deal with." Her eyes skimmed over to the thing Snowkit fell on. It could have just fell from somewhere... right?

[Caspian]

Flickerkit flicked their tail in a bit of annoyance, annoyance that their ceremony was four days away and this rouge had already gotten a ceremony!
He sneered in anger

[SplashyLumi]

-Bluebellkit-

She perked up a little, though still extremely scared. "Em.. I don't think so, Mr. Owleyes," she said rather timidly. "My sister, er, Snowkit freezes kinda regularly. Its like a reaction she has when she has too many emotions to deal with." Her eyes skimmed over to the thing Snowkit fell on. It could have just fell from somewhere... right?
Owleyes heard the kitten and nodded in understanding “That could link up since scared is a emotion on itself, so maybe a failed killing?” He knew that Bluebellkit wouldn't understand what he was saying but the other warriors and maybe Pikestar and Slatewhisker would.

[sol.]

Owleyes heard the kitten and nodded in understanding “That could link up since scared is a emotion on itself, so maybe a failed killing?” He knew that Bluebellkit wouldn't understand what he was saying but the other warriors and maybe Pikestar and Slatewhisker would.



-Bluebellkit-

She shivered a little, imagining a big, big scary cat lurking over her sister in the forest. "Maybe. Snowkit did say she went on some sort of adventure after the rogues attacked our camp." She searched for the old word she'd heard of through the medicine den. "Some sort of, post-traumatic stress, maybe?"

She was beginning to feel the overwhelming sense of fear creep up on her again, and she felt like bursting into tears again, but all she could do was look back at her sister. Her head lifted, and she searched for her mother, anxious. Snowkit would live... right?

[ Fierce Roses for the indirect Slate mention <3]

[SplashyLumi]

-Bluebellkit-

She shivered a little, imagining a big, big scary cat lurking over her sister in the forest. "Maybe. Snowkit did say she went on some sort of adventure after the rogues attacked our camp." She searched for the old word she'd heard of through the medicine den. "Some sort of, post-traumatic stress, maybe?"

She was beginning to feel the overwhelming sense of fear creep up on her again, and she felt like bursting into tears again, but all she could do was look back at her sister. Her head lifted, and she searched for her mother, anxious. Snowkit would live... right?

[ Fierce Roses for the indirect Slate mention <3]
Owleyes shuffled up to the kitten, wrapping his tail around ger in a comforting way. Slighty giving her a comforting smile, the tom just kept her close.

[sol.]

Owleyes shuffled up to the kitten, wrapping his tail around ger in a comforting way. Slighty giving her a comforting smile, the tom just kept her close.



She sniffed as she felt the warmth of her clanmate creep up on her, and she gave a warm, albeit watery smile to Owleyes. She leaned in a little, encased by his form, and feeling shelter.

[elswhere]

Ryehawk is slightly jealous, but says nothing. lonely.lilyx SplashyLumi