StarClan Camp

[Kaybug.]

"What do we do until then?" She asked, looking around to see if she noticed anyone

“That is up to you,” Lightningscar mewed softly.

[MockingRabbit]

The golden tabby sighed. And if they get "boring" too, I can just watch over the clan. "Have you ever tried to watch the clan?" Goldenleaf asked, "Or have you wanted a second chance in life? As much as I have? Even though I only died a few days ago, I still want to go back."
"I find it hard to watch an entire clan," Yellowpelt replied, then to his next question. "It took me a while to find my way to StarClan when I died, so returning to my body was not an option after that, and being reincarnated as a kit would confuse things between us." She chuckled.

[RavensCall]

"I find it hard to watch an entire clan," Yellowpelt replied, then to his next question. "It took me a while to find my way to StarClan when I died, so returning to my body was not an option after that, and being reincarnated as a kit would confuse things between us." She chuckled.
Goldenleaf sighed. "I guess so," he responded, "but... isn't it hard being dead? Do you know anyone in StarClan well?"

[marshy]

➵ fawnpetal and pebblepool ❀⋆˚₊⁻∘･
// ➵

fawnpetals eyes were again graced with the endless brightness of starclan, and again did fawnpetal lift herself up. her body ached with sluggishness and laze. she looked around at the almost celestial camp, coated with stars and light. as she looked around, a feeling of depression came over her yet again. the same thoughts plagued her, and as much as she tried to pay no mind to them.. she couldn't. she tried to think back to the last time she did something productive with her time, but all she could think about were the days when she was among the living. caring for kits, hunting for her clan, being with her brother foxleaf. speaking of, where was foxleaf? fawnpetal couldn't remember the last time she saw him, or the last time a thought of him crossed her mind. dragging herself to look down into the clans, she didn't see him there either. perhaps he had chosen the life of an outsider? as far as her gaze could go, she looked but alas there was no sign of him... great. so all but one her kits were gone, she hadn't seen her mate blackclover for who knows how long and her only remaining family member was gone as well. fawnpetal fell to the ground, defeated. all she could do was mourn. this wasn't a rare occurrence for her, if she didn't spend her days slugging around she was grieving. that however was the most she could even bring herself to do, something kept her from doing something about her grief. was it fear? fear that something like this would just happen again leaving her alone once more? or was it more selfishness? she would've sacrificed everything and anything for her children, yet now when the time came where her daughter needed her she stayed idle. why? fawnpetal didn't know, and she hadn't know for many moons. at this point, she figured she would just stay idle for the rest of eternity.

pebblepool however had been taking note of the ginger molly since she had arrived. something always had bothered the older molly about fawnpetal. most who joined the ranks of starclan had some sense of wonder for the eternal dream, or was confused about their whereabouts but she had none, and pebblepool couldn't put her paw on it. she hadn't ever watched the molly when she was with the living as fawnpetal didn't concern her then. she wasn't of windclan, and she wasn't related to any of those pebblepool found important. she was just another cat racing against life.. until she joined the ranks of starclan with pebblepool. she didn't speak, just cried a lot really. she also spent a lot of time staring at the stars, were they all that wondrous? pebblepool had gotten so used to their presence that she didn't chalk them up to being all that great, but it seemed the molly enjoyed them somewhat. at least from what pebblepool could tell, she wouldn't know until she finally had words with her. after all her observations, she finally decided it was time to talk to her, and possibly impart some older wisdom to her. her paw steps thundered somewhat as she approached and her voice boomed as she spoke. "you! what is your name darling?"

fawnpetals head jerked as she heard the presence of an arrogant sounding she-cat. "i'm.. f-fawnpetal. who might you be?" fawnpetal responded softly. her voice squeaked slightly, as it had been many moons since she had last spoken. her tone was dull, though some tint of warmness and curiosity still coated it.
pebblepool grinned at the molly who finally decided to speak, "i am pebblepool. i've been here much longer than you and i've been watching you awhile as well. stay seated, we are in the eternal paradise and something troubles your spirit and i am here to discuss it."
fawnpetals face quickly changed into that of one who was confused. who was this cat and why did she feel the need to talk to fawnpetal? "i dont believe that to be any of your concern. i'm okay dear, i'm sure there are other things to turn your concerns to." fawnpetal responded back before getting up to find a spot elsewhere.
"i won't let you off that easy, you've been back to the clans yes? and yet you're back here again. well.. you've been back a while yet you've sat idle the entirety of that time. i'm not one to support laziness for no reason, so again im asking you, why?" pebblepool could do this for all eternity, its not like she had much better to do. she spent all her days watching over the clans, so surely she had earned at least a couple hundred clan moons to bother this molly.
fawnpetal closed her eyes and let out a sigh, she really wasn't getting off the hook of this one was she? turning around, she still had a soft expression on her face. that expression of hers never seemed to leave, she kept it for all and the last time she could remember it leaving her was when shadowclan was raided and she feared for all her kits. "i don't know who you are still but, i sit idle as you say because i have none to serve. i have one of my kits still alive down in the clans, otherwise my family is lost to who knows what. i've troubled my child enough, she doesn't need a flakey mother right now. she needs stability. i don't expect you to know, if you don't know me i doubt you know her. she's the last of my kin left, i can't lose her as well."
pebblepools gaze turned to that of concern, seems like this one had some baggage on her. "sounds heavy dear, if shes your only kin left that means you must be her only as well? unless she's kitted, even then the support of her mother is of the upmost importance, flakey or not. i doubt thats the reason you stay up here among the stars, it sounds like you love her too much for that. so again, whats the real reason you stay up here with the dead instead of going back down with the living?" pebblepool could tell she was trying to gather herself, but fawnpetal still wasn't telling pebblepool the information she wanted to hear.
"i.. just told you? of course i love my daughter, she's my everything. when i lost everything, i still had her." fawnpetal genuinely didn't understand what more the older she-cat wanted from her. some sort of confession perhaps? a confession of what though.. that fawnpetal didn't know.
"aha! maybe that is where the problem lies.. you see her as your everything. but what about you? now that you've lost each other, perhaps you see yourself as having nothing to live for? i've seen it time and time again, so you're not the first. i suppose thats where a bit of selfishness lies hm? i have no doubt your immense love for her was real, but maybe some of your care for her was more for you than it was for her. i mean, i understand why. you lost everything, there had to be SOMETHING to keep you from going insane. food for thought i suppose?" pebblepool didn't know if much of what she was saying would get through to the young molly, but hopefully it would give the molly to think about to get her through whatever she was going through.
this however shattered fawnpetal, was her care for nightshiver and her young just a ploy for her own self worth? fawnpetal stuttered and cried softly at pebblepools words. "i-i.. you- no. you-you don't know anything about me. i did everything i could for nightshivers sake! she needed me.. i-i needed her! i.. needed her.." fawnpetal started at the floor beneath her, eyes darting from plant to plant desperately trying to think of reasoning for her stay in starclan instead of being with her daughter. looking back up at pebblepool , fawnpetal cried out and backed away before darting off. pebblepool stared in concern, oh dear did she hope that young molly would be okay. perhaps she was too harsh? she had a tendency for that, yet sometimes it was needed. even if what she said wasn't true, pebblepool wanted to jog fawnpetals will to live if anything. perhaps that would help get her back on track with whatever mess of a daughter she seemed to have. pebblepool decided to take a page out of fawnpetals book and look up at the stars for a bit.. she sort of got why she did it, it certainly was calming.

[MockingRabbit]

Goldenleaf sighed. "I guess so," he responded, "but... isn't it hard being dead? Do you know anyone in StarClan well?"
"A few, but I tend to stay by myself," Yellowpelt flicked her tail. "You have people up here that you missed?"

[RavensCall]

"A few, but I tend to stay by myself," Yellowpelt flicked her tail. "You have people up here that you missed?"
Goldenleaf shook his head. "No... I don't have anyone I know who died, except a kittypet I befriended. I don't know if she's up here."

[MockingRabbit]

Goldenleaf shook his head. "No... I don't have anyone I know who died, except a kittypet I befriended. I don't know if she's up here."
"I don't think she would be," Yellowpelt agreed. "Would you like to take a look at the living world?" The yellow she-cat didn't think the conversation had much elsewhere to go, and that leaving now would be the wrong way to end it.

[RavensCall]

"I don't think she would be," Yellowpelt agreed. "Would you like to take a look at the living world?" The yellow she-cat didn't think the conversation had much elsewhere to go, and that leaving now would be the wrong way to end it.
Goldenleaf nodded. "That would be great."

[MockingRabbit]

Goldenleaf nodded. "That would be great."
"Great, come with me then," Yellowpelt turned and whisked away to the pond she usually used. "This is it." Part of her wondered why she was sharing this, she didn't want it getting clogged, but she also felt the urge to show it off every once in a while. "My favorite place to observe the living. Don't hog it too much though."

[RavensCall]

"Great, come with me then," Yellowpelt turned and whisked away to the pond she usually used. "This is it." Part of her wondered why she was sharing this, she didn't want it getting clogged, but she also felt the urge to show it off every once in a while. "My favorite place to observe the living. Don't hog it too much though."
Goldenleaf nodded. He carefully made sure not to step in the pond as he observed his family. Show me Featherspirit of RiverClan.

[MockingRabbit]

Goldenleaf nodded. He carefully made sure not to step in the pond as he observed his family. Show me Featherspirit of RiverClan.
Yellowpelt watched him quietly, taking the chance to groom her pelt a little.

[RavensCall]

Yellowpelt watched him quietly, taking the chance to groom her pelt a little.
Goldenleaf watched his mate. She's given birth. I wonder what she named them. He smiled as he watched his 5 little ones enter the world.

[MockingRabbit]

Goldenleaf watched his mate. She's given birth. I wonder what she named them. He smiled as he watched his 5 little ones enter the world.
//Alright if I end it here?

Sensing that this was probably a private moment, Yellowpelt stood silently then turned to leave, fading away into the mist.

[Tess_Potter]

Wisteriakit sighed. She missed her family.

(looking for a foster momma.)

[Caspian]

________________________ Mousekit
He/him
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The kit was very bored in the camp. Too boring. He wanted to go out into the world. He wanted to explore

[RavensCall]

(not sure if this counts but i'll try)


Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons, cause of death: freezing
Caspian ~CherylBlossom~

Goldenleaf approached the small kittens. "Can I help you little ones?" He asked them in a gentle voice.

[Caspian]

(not sure if this counts but i'll try)


Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons, cause of death: freezing
Caspian ~CherylBlossom~

Goldenleaf approached the small kittens. "Can I help you little ones?" He asked them in a gentle voice.
Mousekit
Age: 3 moons (at death) current age (12 moons)
Cause of death: badger attack

The tom looked up, tired of this small body. “I wanna be a warrior! Just because I dead don’t mean I don’t wanna be a warrior!” he whined

[RavensCall]

Mousekit
Age: 3 moons (at death) current age (12 moons)
Cause of death: badger attack

The tom looked up, tired of this small body. “I wanna be a warrior! Just because I dead don’t mean I don’t wanna be a warrior!” he whined

Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons(in life), 2 moons(in death), cause of death: freezing, currently resides in starclan, past affiliation/clan is RiverClan)

Goldenleaf chuckled. "Well then, little one," he meowed, "I'll teach ya what I know."

[Caspian]

Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons(in life), 2 moons(in death), cause of death: freezing, currently resides in starclan, past affiliation/clan is RiverClan)

Goldenleaf chuckled. "Well then, little one," he meowed, "I'll teach ya what I know."
He tilted his head, “Really?”

[RavensCall]

He tilted his head, “Really?”
Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons(in life), 2 moons(in death), cause of death: freezing, currently resides in starclan, past affiliation/clan is RiverClan)


Goldenleaf nodded. "I will kid, I promise. But first order o' bizness, whaddya wanna learn first kid? Huntin' or fightin'?"

[Caspian]

Goldenleaf(golden mackerel tabby tom with darker golden patches and green eyes, 16 moons(in life), 2 moons(in death), cause of death: freezing, currently resides in starclan, past affiliation/clan is RiverClan)


Goldenleaf nodded. "I will kid, I promise. But first order o' bizness, whaddya wanna learn first kid? Huntin' or fightin'?"
The rather ecstatic kit paused. “Fighting!” he suddenly said in an outburst

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Acornkit opened her eyes, and looked around. She regretted eating those stupid berries! Tears were in her eyes. She left behind all her friends: Blazepaw, Hailhawk, Alderstep, Sparrowstar... wait... SPARROWSTAR! Maybe she will see Sparrowstar!
"Hello?!" She called out.

//Open\\

Robinflight perked as he heard crying, the tom got up and went over seeing its acornkit the tom sat down"hello acornkit" he said softly

[mooncake]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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Keeping a distance of a few meters, Snowbrook watched Robinflight, who was talking to a troubled kit. Kits... Snowbrook hadn't seen many kits in StarClan. There weren't many cats that die that young. Kits... They still had their whole life ahead of them. They barely got to see the outside of the nursery. It's not just the kits... Everyone who died still had their whole life ahead of them. Until they didn't anymore. In any case, it sure is a rarity to see such small creatures 'round here... Snowbrook hadn't even managed to find the kits she had lost. But here was this strange kit. Who had apparently died before ever fully experiencing life.

She padded over to where Acornkit and Robinflight were standing and tilted her head slightly. "Poor thing... she said gently, looking down at Acornkit. "How did you die?"
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[ Scallywagz | ~*Hope*~ ]

[Spookez.]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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Keeping a distance of a few meters, Snowbrook watched Robinflight, who was talking to a troubled kit. Kits... Snowbrook hadn't seen many kits in StarClan. There weren't many cats that die that young. Kits... They still had their whole life ahead of them. They barely got to see the outside of the nursery. It's not just the kits... Everyone who died still had their whole life ahead of them. Until they didn't anymore. In any case, it sure is a rarity to see such small creatures 'round here... Snowbrook hadn't even managed to find the kits she had lost. But here was this strange kit. Who had apparently died before ever fully experiencing life.

She padded over to where Acornkit and Robinflight were standing and tilted her head slightly. "Poor thing... she said gently, looking down at Acornkit. "How did you die?"
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[ Scallywagz | ~*Hope*~ ]
Acornkit looked at the new cat that showed up. ¨I choked on a stupid death berry because Some apprentice tackled me!¨ ~*Hope*~

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Robinflight frowned"hm an apprentice should not tackle a kit at all, i'm sorry to hear you die" he meowed looking at snowbrook then at acornkit
Scallywagz mooncake

[zozelen]

Glisteningpaw looked down into one of Starclan's many clear, sparkling pools, idly pawing the water. Starclan was supposed to be a place where you left your worries behind, but Glisteningpaw couldn't understand how anyone would be content here. The cats who had their whole lives ahead of them... How could they be expected to be happy here? She missed the soreness and exhaustion of training, the uncomfortable cold wind blowing through her fur, the wet grass freezing her paws in the early mornings...

Some could call her a masochist, but she missed the pain and thrill of life.

Ah well, there was no use moping around. Maybe she'd go down to the Starcave or the Seastones later. There might be a stray medicine cat around she could talk to!

(Open)

[Zei]

Glisteningpaw looked down into one of Starclan's many clear, sparkling pools, idly pawing the water. Starclan was supposed to be a place where you left your worries behind, but Glisteningpaw couldn't understand how anyone would be content here. The cats who had their whole lives ahead of them... How could they be expected to be happy here? She missed the soreness and exhaustion of training, the uncomfortable cold wind blowing through her fur, the wet grass freezing her paws in the early mornings...

Some could call her a masochist, but she missed the pain and thrill of life.

Ah well, there was no use moping around. Maybe she'd go down to the Starcave or the Seastones later. There might be a stray medicine cat around she could talk to!

(Open)
Wolfkit walked Quickly and Quietly, before stopping to watch another cat, who seemed quite sad "Are you Okay?" the Little She-cat Meowed in Concern

[zozelen]

Wolfkit walked Quickly and Quietly, before stopping to watch another cat, who seemed quite sad "Are you Okay?" the Little She-cat Meowed in Concern

Glisteningpaw looked down at Wolfkit. Was that Wolfkit? She wasn't sure, there were so many cats up here. "I'm fine. Just thinking. But thanks for asking."

[Zei]

Glisteningpaw looked down at Wolfkit. Was that Wolfkit? She wasn't sure, there were so many cats up here. "I'm fine. Just thinking. But thanks for asking."
"You Seemed quite troubled, so i thought i should ask. is it them below thats got your worries up?" she meowed tilting her head

[mooncake]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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Snowbrook thought for several moments. Deathberries, huh? She tried to remember what had killed her. Had it been frostbite? Had a tree fallen on her? Had someone murdered her? She concentrated, trying to remember something, anything. What Clan had she been a part of? I need to find my kits! she thought, a feeling of panic rising in her. But she was dead. And she didn't have kits anymore. I need to find my- my-...

She glanced at Acornkit. She must not know anything yet. Being dead was so much harder than being alive. The living expect StarClan to be a haven of sorts, a wonderful paradise. But it wasn't. It was emptiness. "I've always wondered. What do deathberries taste like?" she asked the small kit.
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[ Scallywagz | ~*Hope*~ ]

[Spookez.]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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Snowbrook thought for several moments. Deathberries, huh? She tried to remember what had killed her. Had it been frostbite? Had a tree fallen on her? Had someone murdered her? She concentrated, trying to remember something, anything. What Clan had she been a part of? I need to find my kits! she thought, a feeling of panic rising in her. But she was dead. And she didn't have kits anymore. I need to find my- my-...

She glanced at Acornkit. She must not know anything yet. Being dead was so much harder than being alive. The living expect StarClan to be a haven of sorts, a wonderful paradise. But it wasn't. It was emptiness. "I've always wondered. What do deathberries taste like?" she asked the small kit.
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[ Scallywagz | ~*Hope*~ ]


Acornkit looked up. ¨They sorta taste like a sweetish mildish banana taste.¨ She replied, looking up at the starclan warrior.

[mooncake]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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Snowbrook thought for a moment. Banana. She was unfamiliar with the concept. She nodded nonetheless, try not to let her confusion show. Acornkit was recently departed it appeared. Maybe she knew Snowbrook's kits. "Were you friends with my kits?" she asked blatantly, getting right to the point.

What Clan has she been in? Where were her kits? Maybe Acornkit remembered. Maybe Acornkit could find her kits.

(Note: Snowbrook is like fifty years old now, although she appears to be about twenty moons)
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[ Scallywagz | ~*Hope*~ ]

[Spookez.]

Acornkit


Acornkit had no idea who this cat was, nor who her kits where. ¨No! I have no idea who your kits are! I assume they are like 800 moons old. I never heard of you in my life!¨ She said, the only friends she had where Stormpaw, Blazekit, Hailhawk, and Alderstep. She dearly missed them all.

mooncake
(Sorry for such a late reply!)

[mooncake]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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There had always been flowers during newleaf. Magnolias, sunflowers, dahlias, you name it! Snowbrook had always loved the flowers. And in greenleaf, Snowbrook ate robins. She loved the flowers. She loved the robins. She loved her Clan. And her kits.

"Are you sure? The kits! They were all pure white, they looked just like me," she said desperately. "And there names were-!" Ah. What were their names? It had been ages since Snowbrook had eaten a robin. She had named them after her favorite things in the world. 9- 13- No, 30 moons since she had last eaten robin. Had it really been that long?

She temporarily gave up on the search for her kits, and turned to Acornkit. "Do you fancy robin? Tell you what,
I'll take you hunting! Show you around the territory," she offered. Ah, only in kit utopia would someone as small as Acornkit be allowed outside camp. Allowed to explore and hunt. Maybe dying young wasn't so bad.

At least there were games to play. Fun to be had. Little kits weren't developed enough to experience conplex feelings like grief and emptiness in their full intensity.
Perhaps Acornkit was lucky.
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[ Scallywagz ]

[Spookez.]

Acornkit

Acornkit listened to the She-cat huff and puff around like a badger about her kits. Meanwhile, she was thinking about other things. Like missing her friends. Like missing her friends. LIKE MISSING HER FRIENDS. LIKE MISSSSING HER FRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIENNNNNDSSS!!! She missed Blazekit, picking fights with Honeykit, Stormpaw, Hailhawk, and Sparrowstar, (Well, she missed pranking her that is) She missed playing games with Alder- she forgot. All her memories were fading already. She wanted to tear the living Starclan out of that Apprentice that killed her! Then, she turned her head to Snowybrook. ¨Robin? What's a robin?¨ She asked, perking her head. But, she would not pass a chance to explore and hunt! She nodded yes anyways and waited for Snowbrook to move.

mooncake

[mooncake]

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Snowbrook
She/her
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A robin. They had wings probably. They tasted like- Well, robin meat. (Probably). She couldn't really remember, it had been so long. Snowbrook had always thought that when she ascended, she'd be able to fly. But. Well. She couldn't fly yet. It probably wasn't possible, not even in StarClan.

She carefully observed Acornkit's vaguely annoyed expression. Snowbrook had seen that expression plenty of times before. Where? Her mate? Her kits? Her kits. Had to be. Acornkit was making the same expression as Snowbrook's kits (probably). What was the small she-kit annoyed about? Being dead? It wasn't so bad. Robins. Robins all year 'round.

"A bird. Like a sparrow," she answered curtly. Robinkit was a name for a kit. Snowbrook had named her kits after her favorite things in the world. Robinkit? Robinkit. Had to be.
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[ Scallywagz ]

[taillow]

[ this takes place after thrush's leader ceremony! ALSO please note that this does not take place the same night as the gathering, so there should be nothing more than dark clouds and the smell of rain at the current gathering :heartbounce: ]

What is left over, when everything has been lost?

This was the question that had burned itself into the mind of Cindersky as the silver bengal sat among the starry sky. Blue eyes that had once held enough light to shine in the darkest corners of the forest were now dull, lifeless. An ache had settled into her heart which made time pass by slowly, like rain drops rolling off of tree branches and splattering on the ground. Drip... drip... drip... Continuous and yet silent, nothing more than a background sound that went unheard. Or at least, attempted to. It was difficult for the former ThunderClan leader to accept the path she was about to walk.

But fear was not something she held close to her heart anymore. If anything it was nonexistent, dried up like mist in the sunlight. What remained was the hardening of her jaw, the way in which her claws slid out, and how she stood with a determined look in her gaze. Numb emptiness had only lasted a second before the bengal set off at a steady pace. She had a destination in mind, and wasn't afraid of it anymore. She was not afraid of them anymore.

All her life, it had been force-fed to her that StarClan were these mighty beings, that they controlled the world and had their paw in everything that happened. Everything happened for a reason - that is what her mother and father had instilled within her. Everything happened for a reason...

...So what was the reason for StarClan to deny her lives? What was the reason for StarClan to deny her sister lives? What was the reason for StarClan to continue being apart of the problem in which they so vehemently blamed ThunderClan for?

What was the reason for her to be killed that sunny day by a badger whom she had not bothered? What was the reason to be stolen away from her mate and any future family they could have had? What was the reason for her own sister to be taken away from her???

The more she thought about it, the more enraged she became. Blue eyes became fire as she stalked the starry grounds, bobbed tail lashing as much as it could behind her in irritation. It was dawning on her that there had been no reason, and that was perhaps the final straw of it all.

It was easy to spot the StarClan camp, though Cindersky did not stop to check it any cats were even present. Perhaps all the fox-hearts up here were too busy burying their heads so far up their asses they could not recall what the light even looked like anymore. As she strode in the middle of camp and turned around to look at the surroundings, one thing became abundantly clear; she would not miss a single speck of this disgusting place.

"I... am done."

Quite at first, and then with a flare of anger Cindersky let out a yowl that split the starry array above. A crack in the world where nothing dark ever happened, just enough to let a little creep in. Anger roared to life in the way her scathing glare swept across any who were in the vacinity.

"Do you hear me??? I am done. All my life I have given everything I am to StarClan. I have molded my life and my Clan to fit your ideals, to follow your path, and do you know what my reward has been? Do you?" A guttural snarl as she gave a lash of her bobbed tail, ears back. "Spitting in my face. Taking everything away from me. My home, my family, my mate, my future, my Clan."

A ragged breath drew in, and in an instant claws revealed themselves from gray paws that curved into the dirt. There was a dangerous gleam in the tear-struck eyes of the former ThunderClan leader, and any light that remained had vanished.

"You took... everything from me."

Her voice was deadly, like venom from the fangs of a snake coiled and ready to strike. Unrecognizable from the graceful leader she once was, Cindersky took both of her claws and scored them through the ground below. As she did a rolling clap of thunder shook the earth. Rain pelted down from the skies, drenching her fur. Snarls and growls rumbled from her as she then made a break for any nearby structures that cats had built; dens to make them feel closer to their Clans below, any memorials that had been made. Cindersky destroyed any and everything she could get her claws on. She wanted it torn to shreds, ripped to undistinguishable pieces and burned with all of the furious fire she felt in her heart.

StarClan was nothing to her now. ThunderClan was nothing to her now. Any light that the former ancestor had once held had been snuffed out.

Seeing the pool that StarClan cats often used to look through, Cindersky let out a growl and ripped over to it. But before she could rake her claws across its surface a familiar figure caught her attention. Cinderpaw. Her blood boiled now seeing the apprentice. If she could, she would reach down from the stars and rip the very position she had bestowed upon the gray she-cat from her paws. "You are still a kit. I was fooled once to believe you would change, but you have sorely proven me wrong. Though I cannot change the fate I was apart of, I revoke any ties of my name to yours. You will never learn, and I hope the hate in your heart rots you dead."

With that, Cindersky aimed a slash of her claws, coating the pool in rocks and dirt. Each strike brought a new wave as she continued to maul the pool, burying it underneath rubble. Soon enough it wasn't visible, and with a crazed look in her eyes the bengal glared at any cat who had dared try to come near. "You are all being tricked! Manipulated to play StarClan's game! When will you wake up?? We are not apart of StarClan! We never have been! Do you want your name tied to death? To loss? To the fall of the Clans???"

She could not stand here a moment longer. "I refuse to be apart of StarClan. I do not need your useless, manipulative light in my life any longer. As far as I am concerned, StarClan does. Not. Exist."

That was the last words the cats of StarClan would likely ever hear from Cindersky. The silver bengal fled shortly after, the stars in her fur already practically gone. Thunder still rolled overhead and grew louder with each passing moment. Dark rainclouds coated the sky, blocking out any light from the moon left over from the most recent gathering. Little did she know that this storm transcended the starry afterlife and poured onto the Clans below.

Even if she had known, The Sky would not have cared.

[ Undertaker Moonraven canineantics Eaglet - mentioning the leaders in each Clan for this so that you all know the huge storm that happens a couple days after the gathering is in full affect! :heartbounce: this is also open for any StarClan cats who wish to react to Cindersky, the former leader of ThunderClan, denouncing her place in StarClan and disappearing from their ranks altogether! they're welcome to try and speak to her but she will not be responding :heartbounce: ]

[RavensCall]

Morningkit(cream tortoiseshell molly with gold eyes, 5 moons, formerly of ThunderClan)
Ashpaw(fluffy albino molly with pale blue eyes and a scar across her right eye, 10 moons, formerly of WindClan)
Goldenleaf(Golden mackerel tabby with darker patches, 16 moons, formerly of RiverClan)


Morningkit quivered in fear as she heard Cindersky yowl. Ashpaw and Goldenleaf went up to the former leader. "Are you ok?" Goldenleaf asked, his voice calm and mellow. Ashpaw waited before responding. "We- we heard your cries. We wanted to make sure you weren't hurt." Noticing Briarpaw, Ashpaw went up to her. "Briarpaw!" The albino squeaked, "I'm so, so sorry about what happened to you. I wish I could have saved you... but... I guess I was just cursed..."

daenerys revelations

[BEAR.]

What a waste.

Brokenstar would not bother to spare words for a cat so entitled, though he did find it ironic both Cinders were prone to childish fits. He had expected more from the elder, but it seemed she suffered from the same condition her Clan-mates did.

To be blessed by the stars, they needed to earn it. ThunderClan had lost the light seasons ago - and he had yet to see reason to renew it. When one of their best leaders in recent moons accepted fate no better than a kit, ThunderClan's odds of favor looked grim.

Maybe Thrushfur could be the change ThunderClan so desperately needed, but he wouldn't cross his beans. For now, Brokenstar closed his eyes. From his perch over the camp, he was like a gargoyle - a silent observer, a guardian.

He'd save his input for things worth his time.

[Rose]

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darkness.

it was all she knew. from the moment she'd been gifted .. what was this? was it life? had she been gifted life in this darkness?

...she did not know the answer to that question. life did not sound an accurate word for her situation. everything around her had fallen silent, had retracted itself from her side. there was no movement, no warmth to cling to. just that abyss of darkness. and there was.. what was that thing? it ruffled her fur, making her want to shiver. it whipped and whistled around her, howling its to-be vengeance to the skies.

but then, what was she? she could not move, could not dispel this darkness. it lurked behind her.. eyes? what were eyes? was she to open them? indeed, the small tabby felt a primitive urge to pry open her eyes. to see the world around her. but she refused. all she could feel was the cold biting her fur, digging into her sides. opening an eye didn't sound very pleasant.

so for now she would sleep. alone, in this strange new world.

entry #1
- bluetkit

[LostInTheOrchids]

Appleseed was grooming himself when Cindersky made herself known. "Well hello there-" he was cut off by the harsh string of words.

"And Cindersky, we are grateful you have given much to Starclan, but as you must know by now, Starclan doesn't have total control over cats. You've been here for moons, you must know that." He warily padded up to the molly, if anything, this was one cat not to mess with.

[Captain]

"Of course you! Who else?"
The little kit before her looked quite baffled at her approach - and of course, who wouldn't be? But there weren't any others around, so! It drew a light mussing from the golden kit who sat back, swaying left to right while observing the baby (he might be a little older than her but that wasn't important!! She was technically much, much older than him so, heh). But, oh! Frankly, Goldenkit would have expected him to be really shy and quiet and barely talk, kind of like her silly little brother, but no. The fellow child scrambled up and practically blew her over with his excitement, drawing only more excitement from Goldenkit herself too. Her eyes quite literally lit up and she rose to her paws, chest puffing up in pride - he told her to lead the way! Only leaders led the way, of course! And that was she, a leader (figuratively) - being seen as such was so amusing and brought her much joy in this gloomy, though starlit place. So lead the way she would!
"Follow me!"
The fallen kit declared with pride and excitement all mixing within her tummy, eyes glancing back at the kitten at her side, she began her march out of the dark and admittedly comfortable den. Though never as comfortable as her old nest.

Imagine her happiness when she learned the little floppy eared kitten had a name - Sproutkit! She never knew a Sproutkit before, but the name sounded cute. Like a little Sprout, she found it fitting.
"Well I'm Golden-"
Pause. Golden what? She was Goldenkit of course, by birth, but she was meant to be Goldenstar now! But peering at Sproutkit's face, he seemed really gullible. She always did wonder: what would happen if she actually made someone believe her name was Goldenstar, leader of RiverClan? She never thought about it much, really. It seemed like a given to her but, well. If there was one thing she learned from her baby brother it was that... Actually, she didn't know. She learned a lot from him some (him more from her though)but she didn't feel like getting punted by one of the previous leaders for spreading misinformation to gullible children (even if it should be true).
"Goldenstarkit!"
She finally declared, taking a moment to stand still and raise a paw to her chest, bowing lightly with a bright grin.
"Now come on!"

Without so much as waiting on a reply, Goldenkit bounded off to a corner of camp. Naturally she couldn't take the baby into the territory if she hadn't shown him the basics first, so!
"Okay, look;"
She crouched low, tail levelled and belly just above the ground. Her paws were located under her shoulders and overall she performed what had to be a perfect crouch.
"Any hunter needs to know how to crouch, like this; if you go too low, prey might hear you - and if you go too high, it might see you."
She'd paid excellent attention to her mother's classes, this was going to be a breeze!

SPROUTKIT

Her question caught him a bit off-guard. “Oh well, uh, I don’t know…” He squeaked out, resting a tiny paw on his chin as he pondered that for a moment or two. Was he supposed to actually be doing stuff up here in StarClan? Like, uber important stuff that he needed to do? Sproutkit had never met someone like this, who held themselves with such pride and confidence. It was very admiring, albeit a bit intimidating, but he’d never show fear, especially if it would earn him a friend. Once she commanded him to follow after her, the bobtailed kitten did his best to hold his head hugh and march behind the she-kit in the same mighty way that she did. His wobbling and wiggly paws didn’t help Sproutkit much to keep it going for too long, however, and the young tom was left to stumble through the grasses in order to keep up with his newfound companion, doing his best not to fall flat onto his own face. He didn't want to make a fool outta himself. Once the two of them left the depths of the den, Sproutkit could not help himself from wondering where she was taking him. He kept his mouth shut though and trusted this other kitten for the moment, feeling like he would be taken on a grand ol' adventure of a lifetime. Sproutkit loved quests!

As they walked along, introductions were made. She appeared happy that his name was Sproutkit, which was good, of course. His lovely mama, Lilycreek, had given him that name. Or had his other mama done that? He didn’t really know. He'd never asked. Oh well, he sure did like his name and that was what mattered the most. He listened to her begin to tell him her name, but she would soon stop. Golden? Was that her name? The brave she-kit seemed a little perplexed by his question, but Sproutkit was a good and patient boy, so he allowed her to think about it. Maybe she had been up here in StarClan that she had forgotten her own name. Was that possible? Was that a thing that could happen to someone? Goodness, he sure hoped not, because he sure did like his name. He mentioned that before, remember? While he thought about these many confusing questions about StarClan and it’s own residents, Sproutkit would eventually be brought back as the molly declared her name: Goldenstarkit. “Oh! That’s a pretty name! I didn’t know kits could be clan leaders.” He mewed, smiling warmly at her as his eyes shone with innocence, “You must’ve done something super coolio!” Sproutkit loved learning new things.

“Yes, o’ great leader!” Sproutkit remarked with a twitch of his whiskers, quickly continuing onward close behind Goldenstarkit. She was much much faster than he was, however, bounding off ahead without waiting up for him. The tiny tom-kit was quite a determined fellow though, and scrambled after his brave and fearless companion, nearly tripping over his paws several times in the entire process. Once she stopped, he would then do the same, slamming on the brakes that would nearly cause him to topple over. “Looking!” Sproutkit said with another small squeak, then directing his full attention to whatever it was that Goldenstarkit was doing. She crouched low to the ground, her tail level with her body and her tummy not even touching the grass. “Woah..” Sproutkit mouthed before quietly trying to do the same, staggering slightly due to his wobbles, but eventually doing nearly the same thing as Goldenstarkit was. His paws remained right under his shoulders and he wondered if this is how it would’ve been if he had lived long enough to be named a paw. It made Sproutkit wondered how she knew these things, since she was a kitten too, but maybe the molly just watched the living world like he did sometimes, or maybe even she watched cats do this kinda stuff when she was still alive. Hm. Regardless, he did his best to remain focused and paid close attention to everything the other kitten said. A true hunter knows how to crouch perfectly. Too low, prey will hear you, but two high and prey'll see you! Sproutkit felt like an apprentice.

[Rose]

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great golly gee, what a momentous occasion today was!

that was, if bluetkit had been awake to know it. today was the day after her bi- what was it called? bir- dea- birthday? mhm! it was the day after her birthday! the little scrap of tan fur was officially one day old! how exciting!!

except.. the bundle of fur in question was a little boring. all she did was sleep and shiver against the cold. in fact, she hadn't even deemed it time to open her eyes yet! how utterly, infinitely drab. perhaps she'd do something more interesting another time.

entry #2 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1395811#post1395811)
- bluetkit

[Spartan-117]

Rose

But her brother, Archkit, is beside her. His starry pelt dark, but his mind searching. He lets out a gasping noise. Darkness. The word that he knows, because it is the only thing she knows other than the cold.

He refuses to open his eyes - he resists the urge, because it does not feel right. Slowly, after a while, he feels a slight warmth creep up his body, and he inches towards it until another shape, form stops him.

[Rose]

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[ Soldier - Archkit ]

warmth.

when she awakes the next day, there is a bundle of warmth beside her, sharing its heat. oh, she loves this feeling. with a happy little trill, the tan scrap of fur snuggles into her brother's side, blue eyes still blissfully closed. she doesn't know who he is, but there is a sense of kinship. they are alone in this cold world, but perhaps the company of each other will be enough to suffice.

who knows, maybe she will even gain the courage to open her eyes today. the thought doesn't seem nearly as daunting as before, now that she has support at her side. support at her side ... she wonders who or what it is, that has shared the gift of warmth with her.

entry #3 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1395811#post1395811)
- bluetkit

[Spartan-117]

Rose
Archkit - he/him

The little chimera tom does not move. He breathes - wait... What is breathing? He moves, if only slightly, closer to the warmth. He makes a noise that is similar to purring, and he then sighs. This is alright.

[Rose]

Sneezeweasel did annoying stuff in StarClan because everything gets on his nerves at all times. Also his owner is bored and just remembered he existed.

[taillow]

From where she sat in StarClan, looking down upon the meeting with tears in her eyes, Fawnlight felt an anger blossoming within her chest. It was... difficult, to say the least. No cat was perfect, but the Clan seemed quick to forget all of the good that Pikestar had done. How he had exiled those who wished harm upon their Clanmates, how he had stopped more needless bloodshed when Skystar had refused to quit. How he had built the Clan into a community, that valued more than old tradition and ignorant mindsets.

After watching what her father, what Beansprout had to say, and how he called for a rebellion, Fawnlight finally got up. Shame washed through her and the former medicine cat ducked her head away. She was no longer going to watch any of this. Stars, she could only hope that Cloud and their kits would be safe...

[ closed. ]

[taillow]

Just as she was turning away, disgust for cats she had once respected like Wormbite and Beansprout blossoming in her heart, Fawnlight's ears perked as a familiar squeak caught her attention. Her heart jerked her head back to the pool and she stared wide-eyed at her kit, her little daughter. Tears sprang to her eyes and she touched the pool gingerly, as if she could reach out and touch her daughter. She was already so fierce, so ready to take on the world even though she was still so young. "My little love," the former medicine cat purred as a single tear rolled from her eye.

Then her gaze shifted to her brother, and stars did she wish she was alive in this moment more than anything else. She watched as he seemed to come to terms with and accept stepping down. She knew how hard it was for him and she closed her eyes as if to will good and warmth and softness into his heart, so he knew that he had cats still there for him, no matter what his name or rank or place was. He had done so much good for the Clan, whether the minnow-brains wanted to see it or not. She had seen it. Raccoonear had seen it. Cloudjumper had seen it. Silversnow. Pebblesplash. Stonepaw. Gingerfrost. Boncepaw. Swirilsplash. Mistycloud. Lilycreek. Beastflame. Stars, even young Briarkit saw it, in her own loud way (which had Fawnlight smile softly).

Opening her eyes again, she gazed down the pool at her brother. A strong cat, one that had grown so much from the days when he was just Snowleap. Fawnlight had never been prouder than in this moment to call the tom below her family. Courageous, intuitive, thoughtful, kind, understanding... fierce, loyal, formidable, tough, not one to break easily (no matter what him or his roleplayer thought).

"Rest easy, brother. RiverClan will never again have a leader with as much light as you."

From the way things were going, Gingerfrost would either step up or one of the cats with the louder voices would perhaps try to claim the leadership position, using the fall of another to further their own gain. Fawnlight simply turned away and padded off towards a small alcove she had designated as her little area tucked away in StarClan's camp. Within it were two honey combs and two little fireflies that always seemed to hang around. She never minded.

She was done watching RiverClan - at least those who only sought to turn it into some power-hungry Clan. Settling down in her little nest she took a lick of one of the honey combs, eyes going to the untouched one next to it. She hoped it wouldn't be for many, many moons, but perhaps one day that spot would be filled again. The thought made Fawnlight smile as she ducked her head once again to take another lick of the comb.

[ once again, closed ]

[Spookez.]

Foxtooth
Open for all :)

Foxtooth woke up, the taste of blood still in his mouth. His eyes were wide, and his claws unsheated. He whipped around and snarled at the closest cat. His eyes were full of fear, pain, and hurt. He swished his tail in fear and yowled some more. To scared to even look at where he was.

[Rose]

Foxtooth

Open for all :)


Foxtooth woke up, the taste of blood still in his mouth. His eyes were wide, and his claws unsheated. He whipped around and snarled at the closest cat. His eyes were full of fear, pain, and hurt. He swished his tail in fear and yowled some more. To scared to even look at where he was.Fallenpaw
She/Her

Emerald green hues sparkled in the dark as Fallenpaw watched Foxtooth thrash around, having just woken from.. death. Eyes crinkling at the corners with concern, Fallenpaw remained where she was beside him, only flicking an ear as he turned to snarl at her. "You're dead." Fallenpaw noted, pointing out the obvious. Offering Foxtooth a sad smile, Fallenpaw lifted a tentative paw to wave at the air around her. "Welcome to StarClan."

[Spookez.]

Foxtooth
Rose

Foxtooth's eyes cleared as he could see again. Looking around, he heard a voice. He was dead.. that made sense. There was no way he survived that. He felt his neck with his paw. There was no fang scar. He felt his shoulder. No scar. All his scars were gone. He looked towards the strange cat that had spoken.

"What? I'm dead..." He said slowly, feeling the anger, distress, and fear leave him. He calmed down. But how the hell would he end up in Starclan? It made no sense. He lied and was a traitor to his own clan. His death was well deserved. Maybe, he was innocent after all? Well, Starclan seemed to think so. "Who are you?" He asked.

[Rose]

Foxtooth

@Rose (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17093)


Foxtooth's eyes cleared as he could see again. Looking around, he heard a voice. He was dead.. that made sense. There was no way he survived that. He felt his neck with his paw. There was no fang scar. He felt his shoulder. No scar. All his scars were gone. He looked towards the strange cat that had spoken.

"What? I'm dead..." He said slowly, feeling the anger, distress, and fear leave him. He calmed down. But how the hell would he end up in Starclan? It made no sense. He lied and was a traitor to his own clan. His death was well deserved. Maybe, he was innocent after all? Well, Starclan seemed to think so. "Who are you?" He asked.Fallenpaw
She/Her

"You're dead." Fallenpaw repeated, humoring the tom and playing along to his strange semantics. "What else were you expecting?" She asked curiously, bright green eyes aflame with intrigue. "Dawnstar bit into your throat, you weren't expecting to live, were you?"

Tail swishing at Foxtooth's question, the black and white female straightened considerably. Fallenpaw's eyes crinkled at the corners with remorse, and she turned her gaze away. "I am no one. No one of importance, anyway."

[Spookez.]

Foxtooth
Rose

Foxtooth's eyes went wide. "H-how did you know?" He sounded confused. He was new to this "Spirit thing" He remember how Painful his death was. He was surprised it had even happened.

[Rose]

Foxtooth

@Rose (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17093)

Foxtooth's eyes went wide. "H-how did you know?" He sounded confused. He was new to this "Spirit thing" He remember how Painful his death was. He was surprised it had even happened.Fallenpaw
She/Her

"You don't think we can look down and see?" Fallenpaw questioned softly, placing one paw against the ground - and with a ripple, the ground beneath them flickered into an overview of ShadowClan's Clearing. She glanced up, now, to fixate curious eyes on Foxtooth, wondering what his reaction would be. "Up here, we can see everything. But most just don't choose to look. They choose to be... ignorant of the Clan and all the cats they've left behind." For a moment, grief bled through the black and white she-cat's tone as her gaze honed in on a dark-furred tom in ShadowClan's clearing. Moments later, Fallenpaw let the image flicker away, ground once more returning to starry grass.

[Spookez.]

Foxtooth
Rose

Foxtooth looked down in surprise. "You can do that?! It's not just dreams?!" He tried it himself, looking down in his former clan clearing. "Where is Windclan?!" He started poking around in the grass.

[Rose]

Foxtooth

@Rose (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17093)


Foxtooth looked down in surprise. "You can do that?! It's not just dreams?!" He tried it himself, looking down in his former clan clearing. "Where is Windclan?!" He started poking around in the grass.Fallenpaw
She/Her

"I-" Fallenpaw halted in her words, blinking at Foxtooth with bewilderment as he began poking around at the grass as if WindClan's camp would magically appear. "Um, I don't know. I've never been to WindClan's Camp, so I don't know if... I don't know if I'd be able to find it."

[Spookez.]

Fallenpaw
She/Her

"I-" Fallenpaw halted in her words, blinking at Foxtooth with bewilderment as he began poking around at the grass as if WindClan's camp would magically appear. "Um, I don't know. I've never been to WindClan's Camp, so I don't know if... I don't know if I'd be able to find it."



Foxtooth blinked. "So, you can't just say: MAGIC STARCLAN SHOW ME WINDCLAN!" He yowled, expecting it to work for some moment. He wanted to see what Lilyheart was doing, and if there was some way to tell her what happened...

[Rose]

Foxtooth blinked. "So, you can't just say: MAGIC STARCLAN SHOW ME WINDCLAN!" He yowled, expecting it to work for some moment. He wanted to see what Lilyheart was doing, and if there was some way to tell her what happened...Fallenpaw
She/Her

The black and white molly only felt befuddled by Foxtooth's actions. "No that... That's not how it works." She began, floundering for a way to explain. "Say what, maybe you can.. go ask The Council questions, yes?" Pausing, Fallenpaw gestured to the air. She didn't know much about The Council. Just rumors that passerby's whispered. "Why were you wanting to see.. WindClan anyway? You're a ShadowClanner."

[Spookez.]

Fallenpaw
She/Her

The black and white molly only felt befuddled by Foxtooth's actions. "No that... That's not how it works." She began, floundering for a way to explain. "Say what, maybe you can.. go ask The Council questions, yes?" Pausing, Fallenpaw gestured to the air. She didn't know much about The Council. Just rumors that passerby's whispered. "Why were you wanting to see.. WindClan anyway? You're a ShadowClanner."


(This was before he found out)

Foxtooth stuttered at Fallenpaw's Question. "Eh- erm.. no reason.. just wanna see what Windclans doing..." He said, shifting his leg to the side. "Yea..." He was sure Fallenpaw knew damn well he wanted to see what Lilyheart was doing.

[Rose]

(This was before he found out)

Foxtooth stuttered at Fallenpaw's Question. "Eh- erm.. no reason.. just wanna see what Windclans doing..." He said, shifting his leg to the side. "Yea..." He was sure Fallenpaw knew damn well he wanted to see what Lilyheart was doing.Fallenpaw
She/Her

Letting out a sigh, Fallenpaw lifted her shoulders in a semblance of a shrug. "Okay." Some secrets were their own to keep, after all. "I won't question you, but if you want to see WindClan, ask a WindClanner." For a moment, Fallenpaw fell silent. Slowly, the black and white female rose to her paws. "I was a ShadowClanner, once. Like you." She murmured softly, and then turned to leave.

[Partypooper]

Leafpelt woke up, her wounds no longer were marking her pelt. She was on StarClan, but how? She took a moment to think, she remembered what happened. The hawk, her kit...
The blind queen felt the light in her eyes, she was finally able to see after moons, it was a relief to be finally able to see what surrounded her.

[BEAR.]

It wasn't often Hawkstar entered the designated area for StarClan's camp, but he did so with the intent of tracking down an old companion. It didn't take him long to catch a glimpse of that familiar gray fur, reminiscent of a storm brewing above. Hawkstar waivered, for just a moment. Their relationship had faltered over countless seasons, damned from the moment Brokenstar severed their tie and put ThunderClan first.

Hawkstar never blamed him. The choice hurt, but he was patient. Once, long ago, he had hoped death would reunite them.. but his former partner was more stubborn than a bull. To Brokenstar, Clan loyalty went above all - even in the afterlife. Prioritizing ThunderClan, scheming to destabilize the other Clans so they could get a leg up - it was par for the course. Still, there was no denying the ache in his heart when he saw him. A part of him always hoped Brokenstar felt the same way, but there was no telling behind the fire and brimstone.

"Brokenstar." His greeting was quiet, tentative as he finally broke out of his daze to close in on the older spirit. Brokenstar had his eyes closed, sprawled across a rock alit by the sun. Hawkstar could almost feel the warmth of his fur against his. Like when they were younger, the world was simpler. "I was hoping we could take a walk together. I wanted to talk to you about--"

"Pass." The only movement that came from Brokenstar was his muzzle; the rest remained still. Hawkstar felt his heart thud in his chest.

"Come on," he reached to nudge his shoulder, getting smacked by a blunt paw in response. "Some time out of camp will do you good. It's about ThunderClan, anyway." That seemed to pique his interest - Brokenstar opened an eye and spared a glance.

Another beckon, and Brokenstar huffed as he got to his paws. "This better be worth it." To Hawkstar, it was. Brokenstar was more difficult though, and Hawkstar did not foresee him liking this discussion. It was worth picking his mind though.

They made it just outside camp. "Listen, Broken.." Hawkstar never felt ready for these kind of discussions. They usually never went in his favor - and not for a lack of trying. "I know this is not my place, but don't you think your Clan is being a little overkill? Dawnstar, Beanstar. Making kittens into apprentices too soon. What's next, WindClan?" It seemed like warmongering for the hell of it.

Brokenstar stared at him, twitching his nose. "Does it offend you my Clan can actually protect and extend its borders? Perhaps you should worry about your own Clan's internal well-being before you question mine." Dangerously, his voice lowered. "And do you really think, you have the right to comment on the early apprenticeships?"

Hawkstar fluffed out his pelt, a little uncomfortable but still persistent. "I have every right as a parent to be concerned that some-- new leaders, have decided to end kithoods early. It's careless, you're risking their well-beings by letting them out of camp before they're ready."

"Do not talk about kits like you ever gave a damn about them." Brokenstar's hackles raised, a flash of anger in his eyes. "Bumblestar put restrictions in place, and if something were to happen she would address it. She's not damning the kits to death - not like you did." Hawkstar flinched, and Brokenstar took that as an opportunity. "Don't tell me you forgot, how you enlisted my son into helping you murder a litter of newborns." He didn't understand. He... No one truly understood.

That had not been a choice he made lightly. It was no prophecy that compelled him, but an omen.

Four silver fish swam together in the river. At first glance, it seemed like a normal school - until they attacked any nearby fish or animal in their path. The water turned scarlet.

There was no coincidence that today marked the day Bucknight's four kits would be born, and Hawkstar would not risk another Eternalstar. His Clan had suffered enough. "Thunderhowl." He beckoned the medicine cat over, knowing full well ShadowClan's expertise would be called. Bravestep was the most experienced medicine cat - and this labor would be very rough on Cakeless. "You know what this means. Take care of it."

Stars forgive them both, but it would be for the greater good.

"Broken, I didn't have a choice. It had to be done. If-"

Teeth bared at him, a snarl ripping through his words. Hawkstar recoiled, not from the sound but from Brokenstar's claws slashing through his cheek. "Enough! You RiverClan roaches always come up with reasons, but they mean nothing. There is always a choice - and you picked the easy way out. To prevent a possibility, you killed four kits and play it off like you're some saint for it. All that future "they'll start the next Evil Era" has always been a load of fox-dung, but you never cared enough to see otherwise. Because you always wanted peace, right? Anything to keep the freaking peace!"

Hawkstar staggered away, wide-eyed as Brokenstar glowered at him. Even after all this time, how could he make him understand? Hawkstar never wanted to harm children. (but you did)

"If you value your place here.." Brokenstar's voice kept that threatening edge. "Then stay the hell away from the Clans and the living. You've caused enough damage with your half-baked thoughts and omens, and I will not stand for your slander of cats who've put a hell of a lot more effort into their Clan than you ever did. Get out of my sight." Hawkstar had never forgotten the kits, he could never forget them. Trying to justify it was the only way.. he could justify it. If only others could see what he saw, the wanton destruction that loomed over them.

But he couldn't argue, not with Brokenstar, not with cats who wouldn't see. Maybe Thunderhowl would listen, would still understand the necessity of the action. He needed to find him.

As Hawkstar departed to look for Thunderhowl, he kept his gaze down. He couldn't look at Brokenstar right now.

[ i wont respond but idc if cats overhear ]

[Rani]

Another day another ARGUMENT RIGHT NEXT TO CAMP LIKE BEING OUTSIDE THE MAIN AREA MADE YOU UNHEARABLE! SHUT UP!!! YOU ALL ARE WORSE THEN THE OCCASIONAL ROOSTER THAT ESCAPED THE TWOLEG FARMS BECAUSE WHILE YOU MIGHT NOT HAVE THE VOLUME THE TENSION WAS ENOUGH TO KILL A CAT! ......AGAIN!



Ridgeclaw was halfway up and ready to start yelling at whoever decided in public was the best place for an afterlife spat when he stopped dead, maw halfway open at the participants clicked. Oh. Ooooooooh it was the sanctimonious duo, moronic and judgemental. Personal pick on who was who. Contrary to popular belief one could mimic strictly living things like eating and sleeping and even if he didnt need to Ridgeclaw still enjoyed his old man naps, getting quite mad if they were interrupted. But damn if this wasnt one of the things worth an intrusion! The tension was roiling and there may even be a one sided smackdown if Hawkstar didnt stop trying to poke a stick up the angry bear's rump. But nope. The headless and brainless wonder was there, poking away, and Ridgeclaw was summoning a phantom mouse to chew on and blatantly staring.


Also commenting under his breath, but the dead elder seriously doubted either of these self absorbed sanctimonious rulers were paying attention to him.



First of all Brokenstar should know better them to stop. The old thunderclan leader couldve saved himself a lot of headache (strange given they didnt really feel physical pain up here) by continuing to pass but nope. As always Brokenstar was obsessed with his old clan in a way old Ridgeclaw nor anyone could hope to match. But seriously? "Come on just pass on him, its what most of us do anyway." Not many in the star speckled camp talked to the old riverclan leader and quite frankly Brokenstar should just follow the formula and the way of 2/3 of Hawkstars old mates. He should certainly remember how to do it.


The he started on his little morality rant and Ridgeclaw just stared at Hawkstar like he still lacked a head. .....What did he think Brokenstar could do about thunderclan?????? Brokenstar was dead, shuffled off this moral coil, bereft of life, pushing up daisies, he was an ex-leader ex-cat current CORPSE! WHAT DID HAWKSTAR THINK BROKENSTAR COULD DO ABOUT THIS MESS???? HOP DOWN THE HEAVENS AND JUST GO 'Stop that.' LIKE WHAT HE SO MUCH AS LOOKED LIKE WASNT BORDERLINE FORGOTTEN COMPLETELY?????
Did he think Bumble-brat would listen to Broken-brain because he used to be a leader? The little nightmare had no respect for authority, never did, Ridgeclaw should know he'd encouraged that (and boy did it bite him seeing current events). It'd be like talking to a rock.

And if the chronic case of the mixed morals thought Brokenstar would send down an omen or disaster he very much misunderstood the tom and Bumblestars M.O. The former existed on a punishment system only he controlled or understood and the later existed on spite. Any sign would be ignored and/or met with fury.
So really "Oh buddy I can agree with you on the pushing things to far matter but even I can see you are trying to disarm a bear trap by sticking a paw into it. Why would he care who thunderclan fought as long as they keep winning? Sonny you are full of false optimism on who youre talking to aintcha?" Odd choice of words maybe but Ridgeclaw had mad it to far older then either tom had even if they predated them he earned the old man scorn.



Aaaaaaand was proven right in his assumptions. "Yep, see there you go. The actions dont matter as long as its for the clan he cares for. The moral argument isnt gonna get you anywhere." The tom bit into his mouth, humming lightly at the taste as he watched. This was gonna get thrown back at Hawk-headless real quick and he was snickering. Maybe he shouldnt, this was a serious conversation. But with Ridgeclaws experience with Necterflame he knew full well, you could love a cat to death and wish to steer things right, but if they didnt want to listen the points you made did not matter. This was a pointless conversation and so deserved to be laughed at.


So the mockery continued. "As a parent. As a parent~" The three legged elder mocked lightly rolling his eyes "Shut up we're all parents. Parents or kids dead too early and most of them dead even apprenticed normally. World dont care about age and neither does Brokenbrain. He's gonna have justifications for that poor argument you just know it." Ridgeclaw was right again as Brokenstar snapped back! Was this bingo? Did he have bingo? Ridgeclaw wished to win unbreakable spiderweb to stick these morons muzzles shut permanently. Stars the thunderclan leader was talking and the dead elder couldnt help but still mock that last point with a "He knows you are a parent more then anyone I should think you empty skulled idiot. What even was that argument?"


THEN BROKENSTAR DROPPED A BOMB DEAR STARS! Blue eyes shot wide at that and a shocked gasp and a judgy "Ooooooooh!" was barely hidden behind a paw. There it was. The thing cats never talked about that left that particular leader aside. That it was kit killing was harsher then Ridgeclaw expected, Hawkstar was famed to be a pacifist of some sort to a flaw, already setting him appart in a bad way but this? That this was the nail in the coffin was a bit to much. It was more of a steel weld around the coffin to be honest.
"Oh you hypocritical foxheart. This is a hell of a skeleton in your den to be arguing with." The elders tail lashed behind him, looking at the riverclan leader with scorn. With a single action made while living he'd ruined all credibility as a guide ever and if he thought he could continue with this on his record? Ridgeclaw was going to start being chatty.



Things got worse when the plaster saint tried to justify it. He didnt even regret it! It was one thing to do an action and live an afterlife in guilt, this was common and so by nature had to be slightly forgiven. But to double down? .....Ridgeclaw hissed, spitting at the riverclan tom at this, it was no more audible then his muttering (which meant to a keen ear still understandable) and may have even attacked had Brokenstar not done so. ....Maybe, if the dribbling hypocrite kept talking, but even if the thunderclan leader acted fasted then the ex elder it was still satisfying to see the last of the fools brains fly out of his head with a smack.


The one with a point had changed and frankly the now reddened whited sepulcher seemed shocked at the turn of events. How, Ridgeclaw did not know but it seemed he didnt know quite a lot about the leaders among the stars. Few did, maybe that had to change, make them transparent as their forms could be. Thought aside the arbiter had a point, did Hawkstar really belong here and not in darker places? But by that thought shouldnt Brokenstar belong there too with his foil for different reasons? It was a circular argument of evil with no end, if one got into this debate so instead the tom watched.


"For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you..... But who would be left to judge? As it always does it is clear, we the stars are not saints nor gods. So why do we act as if we are........"
Ridgeclaws head thumped to the ground as the argument ended, eying the two stalking off with a final huffed "Sometimes I think those kittypets with no afterlife but to dissipate have it right, none of us archaic fossils should be here to interfere, leave it all to the living." Make their own mistakes and all even if they were the same as the old. However the old lingered and talked, so they just seemed to make new, worse ones. No one could just shut up, not even the spectator.



Ironic.

BEAR. (mentioning you just cuz I thought youd be interested~)

[ChaosBringer.]

Vinekit

Vinekit woke up in the middle of camp. "HELLO?! CRACKLEKIT? WHERE AM I?" He shouted in fear. "FAWNPAW? BUMBLESTAR?" Vinekit cried, shaking. elaif dino.

[elswhere]

MITEPAW
lanky solid dark brown cat with stark amber eyes
he/him -- (former) WC apprentice -- 10 moons (death)

Amber eyes half-lidded with boredom as the apprentice lay, tail twitch to and fro behind him. Much to little Mitepaw's dismay, nothing interesting ever happened here in StarClan, unless you were called for the Council, but still that in itself bore him to death. Listening to the mindless squabble and pleas of the recently dead gave him no pity to grant them their wishes to return back to the living, whether they had a valid reason or not. In his opinion, they'd should just accept the fact they've just died and failed in their life and move on, living here in StarClan or the dreadful Forest across the ways. Yeah, being alive had its perks, but being dead was still better, even though the brown tom still sat here in camp, bored and tired of everyone's crap like always.

Mitepaw let out a soft tsk sound, before tucking his wide paws under him and surverying the rather empty camp, hoping something would happen

[ open hehe ]

[Estelle]

"You."
Ghostly pale eyes locked on a brown figure, a small frame staring up at him with an empty gaze. In all her moons, Faithkit rarely bothered speaking to any cat of the stars, she rarely bothered concerning herself over those who would never concern themselves over her. She was tired of hearing constant cries and complaints of a life long gone, she was tired of being faced with those who lamented their lost life rather than appreciating that they, at least, got the chance to live. Unlike her. Unlike so many other deceased newborns.

But this one... He looked just as bored. Just as tired of being here as her - or was misinterpreting this languid expression? Somehow, it intrigued the young kitten. Somehow, it inclined the young kitten to blankly stare at the starry-furred being. Starry-furred like herself, shimmering with soft light. The albino sat herself down, eyes scanning Mitepaw's figure.
"You look bored. Like me. Why?"


[ els - Not an apprentice but :eyes: :heartbounce: ]

[elswhere]

MITEPAW
lanky solid dark brown cat with stark amber eyes
he/him -- (former) WC apprentice -- 10 moons (death)

Oh? What was this.. thing? Mitepaw meets the wide, ghostly eyes with his own. Just a tad bit startled by the sudden "you" the little creature spoke, Mitepaw blinked. "What's your name kid?" Ignoring her questions and anwser her's with his own, the apprentice tilts his head slightly, big ears drooping downwards.

She seemed.. confused, well, more, inquiring than confused but he still could detect the faint feeling of her questioning why she was here, instead of down there. He stretched out his starry limbs, tucking them tighter underneath him once more. The little albino kit was cute, in a way. She amused Mitepaw despite he liking for such things that small.

[ Estelle - ur fine haha! i had an audible reaction when i saw ur post lol ]

[Estelle]

"You didn't answer my question."
The ghostly kitten replied, unblinking eyes remaining on the droopy-eared feline. She stared at him for a long while, contemplating her choices. Is this what speaking to others is like? Or was it only this peculiar cat? Her head tilted, the her eyes stared down to the ground. She remained silent for a long while, unbothered by his presence. She didn't like that her question had been ignored, but maybe he was shy. Maybe he needed to know her name before he could answer, like a rule or something?

"Faithkit."
She finally answered his question, milky blue eyes coming to observe him again.
"And yours?"
Although she still expected a reply to her previous question, that she had given her name, it was only right he gave his. After all, that's how exchanges usually seemed to go - from the little she'd seen, at least. With that thought in mind, Faithkit sat down, ready for a lengthy discussion should her will allow. She tilted her head the other way, studying the apprentice's stance until she spoke up again.
"You look young. How did you die?"


[ els ]

[wolfie]

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┆彡 THE MENACE| STARCLAN WARRIOR | ❀❀❀
✿｡°°｡✿ they. . them ➔ short yet muscular brown feline with darker brown flecks and back. they have a white underbelly and and a stubbed tail. their fur is fluffy and they have orange eyes.
╭₊˚purrks﹕worldweaver tier . 1 ₊˚੭
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"Let me go back, " The bobtail hissed through clenched teeth, ears flattening to their head. It wasn't meant to happen like this. They were supposed to stay a mystery, they hadn't wanted their brother to find them. To see them like that. Asterdance couldn't quite remember the first time they passed away, their time in StarClan had been brief and a blur. They're staring down a large feline who only looks at them with a blank stare. Asterdance doesn't like it, they're familiar, but they're not sure how.

"Not gonna happen, kid, unless you wanna go 'n try your luck with the Council, " The warrior replied, settling down next to Asterdance with a curious glint. Like they knew something the other did not know. "..the hell is the council, " Their eyebrows furrowed with a huff. The cat offered no response. (It was heckin' weird being able to hear cats for once.)

Asterdance was beginning to wonder if dead cats could have wounds inflicted onto themself because they were bloody unnerving. They don't push the subject because admittedly, they knew that was their last chance. It was a miracle they were given another but two miracles? And they were tired. It wasn't like they wanted it to end up like this but they didn't want to fight anymore.

"Then I need to see him. That can happen, right? Goldenleaf did it, visited me. So, show me. Show me out because --" They sucked in a sharp breath, a quiet thump of their heart against their chest. They hadn't gotten to say goodbye to anyone. Maybe it would help Spiderthroat. They couldn't bear to see him like this. So small.

"I don't, really recommend that. I mean, yeah, it's a thing but it takes some work unless you're like.. got a knack for it. I dunno, really, never tried. Besides the whole learning process, think you would just mess with the whole.." StarClan Cat 1 (which Asterdance has dubbed because they didn't introduce themself just decided to poke their nose into their own private freak-out) made a vague gesture with a paw. "Grieving process."

"..I ain't following." That garners a brief lapse of silence while they were stared at some more some. Really, bit rude at this point. Asterdance's gaze drifted down to their paws.

"You're dead. Cats need like, okay, your death isn't even public knowledge so the wound is fresh. Red, swollen, hurts like a rat's bite. It needs time to heal, let the living move on, y'know? Otherwise, you keep poking and not letting the thing scar over, you're causing more damage."

Asterdance looks, shoulders falling with mild defeat. It makes sense but they wish it didn't. Their tail thumps loudly against the ground before they sigh. ",, What's your name?" They inquire instead, not quite up to letting the other have the satisfaction of their surrender.

StarClan Cat 1 clicks their tongue against the roof of their mouth, tilting their head slightly to the side. Amusement, almost. "Whisperingwolf, " and realization finally clicks as Asterdance jerks back, oh. They knew that name. Old sorrows hit them at once. "Is Ivyleaf here?" Its a sense of desperation because maybe, maybe they could apologize. It wasn't like the other would want to see them but maybe,,

Whisperingwolf seems taken aback and then laughs. Like nothing in the world could be more entertaining than this. "Who knows. Lots of cats here, if she is, you have the eternity to find her. Just keep that head of yours screwed on right, " It's a lighthearted quip, not something Asterdance processes much before the feline is rising to their paws and breaking away from the conversation.

They watch them leave and Asterdance can't help but feel wholeheartedly alone. Bunch of sad dead cats.

[BEAR.]

Honestly, there wasn't much rhyme or reason to his antics at this point. Brokenstar was just doing things because he could. ThunderClan had its paws full, and he wasn't too concerned with harassing Bumblestar for the time being. RiverClan sucked and he contemplated sending another flood their way, but decided to see what the Larkling would do before she dealt with another catastrophe. WindClan had ... other problems.

So when he noticed ShadowClan clearing looking a little stale, he decided to spice things up a bit. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time a hail storm ruined Dawnstar's day.

[bubble[error].]

*Drippingpelt exists*

(Open)

[Alastor]

(OPEN FOR RESPOND) VultureFang Got up and realized he was NOT In Windclan's Warrior Den "WHERE AM I!?" :quivering: he shouted out in the distance

[BEAR.]

It was remarkable how millions of stars could be so invisible, but Brokenstar supposed it was only fitting a clearing meant for spirits was.. Dead.

He didn't have the mental energy to deal with it. The Covenant he called together was enough of a headache half the time, and with the border issue... It merely complicated things further. So for now, he took his usual perch on a rock overlooking the glade, paws and tail tucked close.

[ open ]

[Saki]

Yellow
|tom|283 moons|died at 3 days|

Yellow frowned, he didn't enjoy what he was thinking about, didn't like it, but nonetheless he was thinking. He thought about life, the life he never had. His chance at life, his chance at life disappearing from his two ginger paws. His two, non-growing, forever to be, little, ginger, paws. He knew he almost had a good life, because he thought of all the possibilities. He could have become an apprentice, he heard about those possibly some moons ago. He could have become a medicine cat, a deputy, or even a leader of a clan. But he missed his chance. Everyone else got a chance, but all he got was a few days. He remembered his mother, one memory. He was sitting in the nursery, surrounded by kits and queens and the scent of milk. He felt comfortable around the squealing and squeaking of the play cats. So young, so little, so fragile, he was, he still was. He looked at his mother smiling at him with two yellow eyes. Then he stopped breathing. Didn't know how or why, he just couldn't inhale. His only memory was looking at his mother, the other kittens, so, so long ago. He counted, every single day since then. He thought that being there forever wouldn't be so bad but he lost hope after 50 or so moons. Every day he made a mark on one stone, a single stone. He needed boulders and boulders to count every day he spent on the wretched place. No family, no friends to think about, his mother was somewhere, father unknown, only child, never spoke anymore. Couldn't speak, well, barely speak.

Yellow never put time aside to learn to talk about many words. It's not like he had to anyway. He was in paradise, only one memory, sure, he wanted to speak sometimes, but why? What would talking give him anyway? Besides, cats would just rant on and on about the life they missed so much. How about you talk about the life you never had? HUH? Yeah sure, boo hoo you can't see your mama anymore? She'll join us soon! Yellow hated cats who just went on and on about their life. At their memories, he had one memory. His mother, didn't even get to experience the outside of the nursery before he died. Nothing. Yellow looked around, so lonely, a lonely place.

He looked at the rock he had been counting days on, a slash for each time the sun went down. Yellow hadn't counted the moons in a long time, perhaps he should count them again? He paused, thinking for a moment as he paws a claw on each mark, then he realized.

His eyes grew dull.

283 moons. 8607 days.

He didn't know what to feel, how to feel. He never experienced anything and never would, he wasn't new here, he probably, if he cared or looking would have seen more than 100 leaders pass away. If he cared he would have seen it all. The leader of his time, he didn't know. He knew of the first leaders, Burrowstar, Badgerstar, Harestar and Coyotestar. He didn't know, and probably never would know. He shrugged off the thought. Maybe he could make a friend, maybe he just had to find someone like him. Someone without a chance. Someone who felt like him, the same pain, the same anger of not even having a chance. Of seeing the light of day and watching it fade away. He looked to his paws, he never even got a chance to look at his reflection. Then he thought, maybe, maybe after all this time I need to stop dwelling on the past, I mean there are plenty of things I can do here! He stop and stared, stared at his paws. He wanted something, after 283 moons of being in Starclan, he wanted to do something here. He didn't want to leave, not then and there, he wasn't thinking about that. And for the first time in 283 moons he wanted something, something small, something tiny. But he wanted to achieve it. He wanted to look at his reflection, to see his face.

He ran and ran and ran, searching for a lake or river. He was determined, he knew all he wanted was to leave but, there was some sort of motivation rising up inside him. He wanted to see himself, to see himself, to see himself! he finally made it to the lake and looked down at the crystal clear water, looking almost white he looked in the water. Standing in it Yellow looked at himself. His coat was... gorgeous. He had long, fluffy fur with ginger stripes. His underbelly seemed to be a light yellow and his eyes a golden bronze. Like his mother's eyes. Hazel-like green speckles with yellow lemon base along with two, rusty bronze circles in his irises. He looked exactly like his mother, and he smiled.

OPEN

[Saki]

(OPEN FOR RESPOND) VultureFang Got up and realized he was NOT In Windclan's Warrior Den "WHERE AM I!?" :quivering: he shouted out in the distance

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Yellow (Slugkit)
If you dare dream, you might find yourself so deep in slumber you can't ever wake up
|tom|283 moons|died at 3 days|unhappy|fidgety|ginger tabby|

Yellow sighed at the sight of the screeching tom with a roll of his eyes. New cats, you'd think warriors wouldn't be so... what's the word... annoying, no, terrified when they woke up in Starclan. When he woke up he didn't even care, just went about his day. I suppose it's like he could care, he was just a kit, he died, he didn't have any relations, he had been alive 3 days so he didn't know what death was. I guess being somewhere and waking up in paradise has got to be a little odd.

Yellow walked up to the tom, where he was.

' ' Starclan. ' ' He meowed.

It was a word he would always remember to say, a word he couldn't get out of his head ever. He blinked slowly, finding himself feeling pity for the warrior. A little voice in his head whispered, he is probably going to miss his family, but the angry voice. The voice that screamed, made him feel pain, controlled him, yelled back that atleast he knew his family, his friends, had a chance. Unlike us, me, you, good voice? Didn't even get to leave the nursery. He should be more grateful, and less annoying. But the pity took over, his eyes showed empathy, his heart shone with love, and the soft part took over him. He sat next to the tom and leaned against the warrior comfortingly.

' ' Name? ' ' He mewed, again he didn't know many words but he knew the basics, he how to say a few things.

He knew how to say the clans, how to ask for others names and to say his own. Yellow knew how to say "okay", "food", "hungry", and things like that. But his head didn't have an inner monologue constantly going on, he thought in short 1 word sentences and pictures. Sometimes he wished he could speak, times like now when he wanted to say something so bad but all the noise came out to be a squeak. He should learn, he thought, after 283 moons of this hell he should learn to speak. He wanted something again. He wanted to learn to talk.

[Alastor]

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Yellow (Slugkit)
If you dare dream, you might find yourself so deep in slumber you can't ever wake up
|tom|283 moons|died at 3 days|unhappy|fidgety|ginger tabby|

Yellow sighed at the sight of the screeching tom with a roll of his eyes. New cats, you'd think warriors wouldn't be so... what's the word... annoying, no, terrified when they woke up in Starclan. When he woke up he didn't even care, just went about his day. I suppose it's like he could care, he was just a kit, he died, he didn't have any relations, he had been alive 3 days so he didn't know what death was. I guess being somewhere and waking up in paradise has got to be a little odd.

Yellow walked up to the tom, where he was.

' ' Starclan. ' ' He meowed.


"Oh.." he sighed and sat down "I forgot i had GreenCough"

[taillow]

Roanpaw
Well this was boring. There was nothing to really entertain an almost-warrior as Roanpaw sat on a nearby rock. The bug-eyed apprentice was staring at seemingly nothing, brown dappled coat unkept and ungroomed. A hailstorm had seemingly rained down on his grandmother's Clan, to which he wondered if it was an act of the stars or just nature.

...Deciding to give it a try the little-big lad squeezed his eyes shut tightly and tried to concentrate. When all that resulted was a forced huff of air, Roanpaw opened his eyes as his shoulders slumped. Hmm. Guess he wasn't strong enough to make hail.

[ open! small roleplay to dip my toes back in look away lillian, replies likely won't be all that lengthy :heartbounce: ]

[Katiethewolfchild]

Horsekit smiled as she watched her mother and sisters. Sometimes she wondered what it would have been like to live. But she was happy here! She couldn't get hurt or sick and she got to play whenever she wanted with the other dead kits! Yes, her sisters were apprentices and she would never be one but she could just play forever and ever and nobody would ever tell her to sleep! One of the good things of being born dead. There were a lot of good things of being born dead.

Crowkit sighed as she looked down on her littermates and parents. She wondered what it would be like to live. To be alive. She would never know. Why did she have to be stillborn when her siblings got to live? Why didn't she have a chance? Everyone else did but not her. It wasn't fair! It just wasn't fair.

Birdsong smiled as he watched his living mate and his three living kits. Three of his kits were apprentices. The other one had been stillborn but she seemed happy. That was all that mattered. As long as his former mate and their kits were happy so was he. {all open}

[taillow]

Cindersky
She/her | Formerly ThunderClan | No purrks
Ironic that a sky full of starry spirits had a camp so empty the faintest whistle of a breeze could be heard. Stepping up onto one of the many rocks that hung on the outskirts of the picturesque clearing, Cindersky allowed her gaze to sweep over the lands. It felt quiet here, and for some reason that made the silver bengal feel restless. Whatever power she had harnessed when directing the elements to the Clans seemed to be gone now, despite her efforts to get it back - even trying to pull others into dreams was a struggle. It was leaving her feeling exhausted, which combined with this need to do... something had her frustrated over everything.

With a sigh the former ThunderClanner settled onto her chosen seat, tucking her paws underneath her. Despite there not being the need to continuously look over her shoulder here like she'd done during her time alive, Cindersky still kept herself alert and ready to spring to her paws at a moments notice. Though her eyes closed, she kept her ears alert and open. It was her attempt to calm the chaos that raged on within her head, to quiet the screams and yowls into submission - and to perhaps figure out a way to not feel so exhausted lately.

She had been well on her way there, opening her eyes once more, when a flash of a familiar pelt caught her gaze. Twisting her neck around Cindersky located the cat it belonged to, and her eyes narrowed slightly. The last time she had seen that cat, she'd been looking at its retreating form out of the ThunderClan camp. Rising to her paws the silver bengal gave a fluid leap and trotted quickly over to her.

"Shiningskies." It was hard to keep the disdain from her voice, though her eyes shown with conflicting emotions. Part of her still hated her former Clanmate (friend?) for having left ThunderClan. Another part of her recalled the ways in which they had stood side by side (along with Sparrowflight) to raise ThunderClan out of the pit it had been in. Her jaw was hard set as she studied the now obviously deda cat. "...When did you die?"

[ Lillith BEAR. ]

[Pumpkin Latte]

Peach puff gasped and realized that the pain was gone and looked at her starry fur, “ Oh SHOOT!” And realized that she was dead

[Neptune.]

Willowwisp blinked open blue-grey eyes again. Oh... a blanket of stars surrounds her. This must be StarClan, yes? It's... surprisingly peaceful. [closed]

[BEAR.]

[ Hey! You're being mentioned because at some point,
you roleplayed in StarClan!
If you do not want to be involved in this, simply ignore this. :heartbounce:
This plot is optional, we just wanted to make sure
StarClan roleplayers had the opportunity to react to the border situation. ]
Camp was just within sight.

Brokenstar wasted no time as he passed through the entrance, muscles rippling as he bounded across the clearing. StarClan did not have an official meeting spot, a product of never needing it. In paradise, what could go wrong?

A lot, apparently. He sprang onto one of the various boulders to give himself a vantage point over the camp. It wasn't as tall as the Highpeak, but it'd do in a pinch. "StarClan!" His voice resonated throughout the clearing, a sonic boom that echoed off the ancient rocks and into long-forgotten crevices. He WOULD be heard, even if those who chose to lay adrift in death refused to heed his call. "Gather around! We have a situation at the border and I want every abled-pawed cat at the ready."

If they failed to rise to this occasion, they might as well fade into obscurity. Brokenstar would give everyone a chance to gather before he continued. He wanted to make sure cats were listening and prepared to do whatever was necessary - the fate of StarClan might depend on it.
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forgotten_dreamer. AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa! marshy Caspian mooncake Spookez. zeebles Rose Partypooper Rani ChaosBringer. Sunii Katiethewolfchild SuspiciousMindz sNazzy Zero Crumbleless Fawn Dovekit12 judas Fel Brooklyn Trees NightWarrior4Life Static Jingle graves Dreams of forever AbsurdJinx Lawlipop Rosesplash Bandido Darky Ivy Gone RedHead Tundra fresh Charmer 217 reddykins SacredMadness aleka! Tavvi XxxStarClanxxX Mauve |+sari+| vellichor ~Silverkit~ nykyrian lio Moonraven Undertaker kittygirl CheetahPelt TeamFlowstream! dino. Space Cat DarkNight ~dust~ Elementals Wings Sneakyfox55 Blackeye Arie chaton Cave tye TheNyanCatMinecart -Ash- Floofy Ash pidgeon Shade. Confuzzled.Lynx ghostwriter vampy jayfeather21 Fletcher ophelia Yeeter Sunnystripe carmen poppy windtail Raven~ Ikoria the Wolf Pup Willie Warf Sakura. fernmass puppeteer The Doctor bunnie Silvershadow13 Luvelle KittyloverWV Thechaoticdigitalcircus NettleKit Ymir Eyclore sol. Lillith Supersabre GhostlyStarfinder FrostyGalaxy poet. ]

[Galaxy_]

Oakfur ran over with Whiskerwing. "What happened?" they both said at the same time!
Bear

[bubble[error].]

*Drippingpelt, Sharpeye, and Foxkit all arrived* BEAR.

[Spookez.]

Cloverpaw

The Small sized She-cat trotted over. Her head tilted with confusion and worry. She cared about Starclan. All the cats were gathering here... What was going on? Was this a clan thing Lynxpaw told her about? She couldn't remember her clan life, so she couldn't tell. Gathering here away, she turned towards the strange cat.

Bear

[Zei]

Wolfkit Peeked up, ferreting onto her back legs

[Forgetfulshape]

[ Hey! You're being mentioned because at some point,
you roleplayed in StarClan!
If you do not want to be involved in this, simply ignore this. :heartbounce:
This plot is optional, we just wanted to make sure
StarClan roleplayers had the opportunity to react to the border situation. ]
Camp was just within sight.

Brokenstar wasted no time as he passed through the entrance, muscles rippling as he bounded across the clearing. StarClan did not have an official meeting spot, a product of never needing it. In paradise, what could go wrong?

A lot, apparently. He sprang onto one of the various boulders to give himself a vantage point over the camp. It wasn't as tall as the Highpeak, but it'd do in a pinch. "StarClan!" His voice resonated throughout the clearing, a sonic boom that echoed off the ancient rocks and into long-forgotten crevices. He WOULD be heard, even if those who chose to lay adrift in death refused to heed his call. "Gather around! We have a situation at the border and I want every abled-pawed cat at the ready."

If they failed to rise to this occasion, they might as well fade into obscurity. Brokenstar would give everyone a chance to gather before he continued. He wanted to make sure cats were listening and prepared to do whatever was necessary - the fate of StarClan might depend on it.
[ Hexict Teggy Ludicrous Lunacy Moonsong12 goddess of ducks Brunch Autumnblaze doghouse slick Empress Of Evil Random Melody HwangHarin Gusty Mango Static Reverie monfang NightWarrior4Life Deerlie Ghostly Cristalline Momotaro lionpaw wickedvirtues BurghPenguin Ag75 -- GONE Floa Barnabas Leucos Role spade FadedChez seasalt Radler Ace Bracken12 .:Virgo:. Senorita*Moon Moon Lily Branch of Life Catherine Lionstar-sushi wren Kiramclome Aquilex The Cannibal Silvershadow lone Dust BEAR. Terrestrial MEAT ANGELS Starfall Dark Flame Sorrow The Shadow Flower Quasar Storm Flower Abyssopelagic Estelle teddy. StealthWarrior sootsplashed vampire Willowfern lucidense Dovesong ~WallyDarling~ PEPPERMINT~ Roseleader nocturnal crumbl Neso Cobra rudolph Panda1440 ~Fierce~ Flashtail JackFrost_17 celeste Jade13 staurn Lavender'fur Fawnhearted |+|Lemon'Heart|+| Peril Galaxy_ ChillCat Lightningpelt zoefussell Singing Jay Akira FriedChicken Rapid gs29513 forest Dirtfur ~Sayonara~ Spartan-117 Oobleck xOrchidfrost The_Pirate_Queen Bluestar3235 wolfie Flaming Ice Little_fawn birdie SpiritedWarrior sock Lakestorm SplashyLumi peppermintbubble. Red'fur endlessskies RavensCall SPR1NKLEKIT WhitesilverQueen Bean. Zei peach Pluto! Bean_The_Transformer Captain MockingRabbit
forgotten_dreamer. AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa! marshy Caspian mooncake Spookez. zeebles Rose Partypooper Rani ChaosBringer. Sunii Katiethewolfchild SuspiciousMindz sNazzy Zero Crumbleless Fawn Dovekit12 judas Fel Brooklyn Trees NightWarrior4Life Static Jingle graves Dreams of forever AbsurdJinx Lawlipop Rosesplash Bandido Darky Ivy Gone RedHead Tundra fresh Charmer 217 reddykins SacredMadness aleka! Tavvi XxxStarClanxxX Mauve |+sari+| vellichor ~Silverkit~ nykyrian lio Moonraven Undertaker kittygirl CheetahPelt TeamFlowstream! dino. Space Cat DarkNight ~dust~ Elementals Wings Sneakyfox55 Blackeye Arie chaton Cave tye TheNyanCatMinecart -Ash- Floofy Ash pidgeon Shade. Confuzzled.Lynx ghostwriter vampy jayfeather21 Fletcher ophelia Yeeter Sunnystripe carmen poppy windtail Raven~ Ikoria the Wolf Pup Willie Warf Sakura. fernmass puppeteer The Doctor bunnie Silvershadow13 Luvelle KittyloverWV Thechaoticdigitalcircus NettleKit Ymir Eyclore sol. Lillith Supersabre GhostlyStarfinder FrostyGalaxy poet. ] Brokenheart and Ashwolf padded over.

[Morrigan]

Iceflower
Former Windclan queen

Pricking her ears at the call, Iceflower narrowed her ice-blue hues in confusion and annoyance. She had never heard of a Starclan meeting before though she had only been here for 8 moons so it might of happened in the past. Either way it was important so she decided to come anyway.

Padding over to where the other cats had gathered, the white queen turned her cold gaze to the cat who had yowled. Who was he? She had either forgotten or had never heard of him but she didn't care none the less "What type of situation are you talking about? If it's not dire then I suggest you stop wasting everyone's time" she remarked curtly. Glaring at Brokenstar with undisguised disdain. She hated cats who distracted others from their own things they were so rude and deserved a little rudeness back.

BEAR.

[The Cannibal]

Redtalon
Senior Thunderclan Warrior. A well-muscled, broad, red and white furred tom with yellow eyes.

Life in StarClan was a breeze, nothing went wrong, there were faces that came and went, and while maybe Redtalon was restless from time to time, there was nothing he could truly complain about. He had lived his life, he had done all the things he could, and now it was his time to rest and watch as the clans continued on with their generations.

But it was the boom of a voice with actual urgency that started something in his heart, it was muscle memories to stand at attention while the clan was called to meeting even if that never actually happened in StarClan. The sharp yellow eyes of the old Thunderclan warrior fixed onto Brokenstar as he sounded the call to arms. Excitement coursed through the red-furred warrior, the first excitement he had felt in countless moons. Muscling his way to the ground of the crowd to approach Brokenstar, an old face of the camp of dead cats, he dipped his head in greetings before standing straight once more.

"Speak true Brokenstar! What requires the attention of the whole of StarClan?" His voice barked, a glint in his eyes. Was there battle to come? It was a shame that he hoped so, but battle was what he enjoyed in life. The chance to do battle once more in death would be true paradise for him.

BEAR.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Former Thunderclan Warrior

Robinflight perked at the voice of Brokenstar, oh how its been awhile since he had heard a meeting, even though he can visit thunderclan anytime. The tom padded over curiously and looked up at brokenstar"Whats happening? why is their a situation at the border?" he asked wishing he had visited the clans to keep up with whats happening

[ Ashclaw and fireflame will be added to the plot later because their gonna get killed ]

[Snips]

Lynxpaw raised his head. Is Ghost here? No, why would she? He rose.
Bear GhostlyStarfinder (Ghostpaw mention)

[Galaxy_]

*Drippingpelt, Sharpeye, and Foxkit all arrived* BEAR.


Angel padded over to Drippingpelt

[bubble[error].]

Angel padded over to Drippingpelt

*Drippingpelt smiled at Angel*

[Galaxy_]

*Drippingpelt smiled at Angel*


She smiled back and meowed a warm greetings

[bubble[error].]

She smiled back and meowed a warm greetings

*Drippingpelt dipped her head in greetings*

[Dust]

Frostfall | Frostflight
Former Riverclan Deputy

Frostfall raised his head only slightly at the call, icy eyes giving away his true curiosity. And, after a moment of hesitation, the silver tabby rose to his paws with a loud groan. Making sure he was sufficiently stretched out and limber, the warrior quickly paced over, taking a place near the front of the crowd,

"A situation at the border?" Frost meowed aloud, raising a curious brow. In all his time in Starclan, he had never once considered going to any sort of border. It had... been a while since he'd done anything other than lounge. Though, camp had suited him just fine. "What kind of situation?" Wrapping his tail around his paws, Frostfall glanced around the clearing to see if he could actually spot anyone he knew from his time in Riverclan. Though, he couldn't help but side eye a noisy queen to his right,

"Maybe you should listen before judging so quickly..." He meowed simply, shrugging towards her. What had her tail all up in a bunch?

[ BEAR. | The Doctor ]

[Red'fur]

(( Swiftleap ))

* He was already in the clearing. He looked at a yowl and saw Brokenstar there. He perked his ears and listened carefully. *
__________________________________________________ ______________________
BEAR.

[The Cannibal]

Grousestar
Former Skyclan leader. A brown furred tabby tom with green eyes.

It was funny, Grousestar couldn't exactly recall what finally ended him. Maybe it was sickness, or age, or something else entirely, but it was not a thought that overly clouded his mind. For he was here, after all of those moons of toiling and leading Skyclan to their safety, he was here. And he was at peace. He felt that he had done what he was able to do with what he had, and maybe there were cats that resented him for his choice, but it was for the best. His 'life', or really afterlife, was like a dream now. He floated along, waiting. For what? He wasn't entirely sure. But he was like a kite without a string.

Brokenstar's yowl though, that was the string, the anchor, to something. Blinking his green eyes, the former Skyclan leader rose to his paws and drifted over with urgency. He didn't move towards the front of the crowd, but he ensured he was within earshot. He needed to be informed, because he intended to help in whatever this situation at the border was. It was a duty, it was something besides endless days of nothing. There was a twinge of that old feeling, the race of a heartbeat, the call to action.

His eyes briefly glided over the other ethereal forms, trying to get a gauge on who was answering, who he would be working with for whatever this emergency was.

[Katiethewolfchild]

Birdsong arrived.

Horsekit arrived.

Crowkit arrived. BEAR.

[Partypooper]

Leafpelt, now on the form of an 8 moons old apprentice, as she was happy at that age, and now with no scars and full vision, ran directly to Brokenstar, stopping close to the boulder the cat was on. ''What's wrong?'' She meowed, ''Is it about Windclan?'' She said, remembering Mintkit, her kid. Even if her kit's death could make them be together again, she didn't wanted it to happen.

BEAR.

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Blazingstar (https://suszone.weebly.com/blazingstar.html)]
Former WindClan Leader

Boy, oh boy. It'd been ages since the golden tabby was summoned. When was the last? A few moons ago when he discussed the recent rise of the Dusk Syndicate. That's right. Still. When time didn't seem to move here, the silence and rest seemed to drag on for ages and ages. He wouldn't complain.

The golden tom rose to his feet, gliding across the clearing to the summoning. His paws fell beside those of a familiar presence. It'd been years since he'd seen this one around.

"Grousestar, a pleasure to see you again, friend," Blazingstar spoke in the same confidence he held during his leadership and with the same beaming smile he always presented. Although, his tone was peaceful at last, none of the anger he held in his final moons was present.

The Cannibal
[The boyyys!!]

[sol.]

Lilycreek and Kestrelskies arrive.

[The Cannibal]

[Blazingstar (https://suszone.weebly.com/blazingstar.html)]
Former WindClan Leader

Boy, oh boy. It'd been ages since the golden tabby was summoned. When was the last? A few moons ago when he discussed the recent rise of the Dusk Syndicate. That's right. Still. When time didn't seem to move here, the silence and rest seemed to drag on for ages and ages. He wouldn't complain.

The golden tom rose to his feet, gliding across the clearing to the summoning. His paws fell beside those of a familiar presence. It'd been years since he'd seen this one around.

"Grousestar, a pleasure to see you again, friend," Blazingstar spoke in the same confidence he held during his leadership and with the same beaming smile he always presented. Although, his tone was peaceful at last, none of the anger he held in his final moons was present.

The Cannibal
[The boyyys!!]

[CENTER]Grousestar
Former Skyclan leader. A brown furred tabby tom with green eyes.

A familiar voice, and then a familiar sight took shape next to him, causing the tom, who lacked all of the grey fur he had towards the end of his life, to stand and give a friendly headbutt to the golden tom's shoulder. "Blazingstar! What a sight for sore eyes my friend, it feels like it's been ages," his voice purred out warmly while he settled back down, tail wrapping around his paws.

"And good timing too, I can't say that an announcement like this seems like good news at all. All paws on deck. What do you think it could be?" Grousestar tilted his head, curious to hear what the other former leader might muse as the cause for this change of atmosphere around the starry camp. He hadn't been keeping up with the latest news at all, so he hoped the other tom might have more of a clue than he did.

[Saki]

[ Hey! You're being mentioned because at some point,
you roleplayed in StarClan!
If you do not want to be involved in this, simply ignore this. :heartbounce:
This plot is optional, we just wanted to make sure
StarClan roleplayers had the opportunity to react to the border situation. ]
Camp was just within sight.

Brokenstar wasted no time as he passed through the entrance, muscles rippling as he bounded across the clearing. StarClan did not have an official meeting spot, a product of never needing it. In paradise, what could go wrong?

A lot, apparently. He sprang onto one of the various boulders to give himself a vantage point over the camp. It wasn't as tall as the Highpeak, but it'd do in a pinch. "StarClan!" His voice resonated throughout the clearing, a sonic boom that echoed off the ancient rocks and into long-forgotten crevices. He WOULD be heard, even if those who chose to lay adrift in death refused to heed his call. "Gather around! We have a situation at the border and I want every abled-pawed cat at the ready."

If they failed to rise to this occasion, they might as well fade into obscurity. Brokenstar would give everyone a chance to gather before he continued. He wanted to make sure cats were listening and prepared to do whatever was necessary - the fate of StarClan might depend on it.
[ Hexict Teggy Ludicrous Lunacy Moonsong12 goddess of ducks Brunch Autumnblaze doghouse slick Empress Of Evil Random Melody HwangHarin Gusty Mango Static Reverie monfang NightWarrior4Life Deerlie Ghostly Cristalline Momotaro lionpaw wickedvirtues BurghPenguin Ag75 -- GONE Floa Barnabas Leucos Role spade FadedChez seasalt Radler Ace Bracken12 .:Virgo:. Senorita*Moon Moon Lily Branch of Life Catherine Lionstar-sushi wren Kiramclome Aquilex The Cannibal Silvershadow lone Dust BEAR. Terrestrial MEAT ANGELS Starfall Dark Flame Sorrow The Shadow Flower Quasar Storm Flower Abyssopelagic Estelle teddy. StealthWarrior sootsplashed vampire Willowfern lucidense Dovesong ~WallyDarling~ PEPPERMINT~ Roseleader nocturnal crumbl Neso Cobra rudolph Panda1440 ~Fierce~ Flashtail JackFrost_17 celeste Jade13 staurn Lavender'fur Fawnhearted |+|Lemon'Heart|+| Peril Galaxy_ ChillCat Lightningpelt zoefussell Singing Jay Akira FriedChicken Rapid gs29513 forest Dirtfur ~Sayonara~ Spartan-117 Oobleck xOrchidfrost The_Pirate_Queen Bluestar3235 wolfie Flaming Ice Little_fawn birdie SpiritedWarrior sock Lakestorm SplashyLumi peppermintbubble. Red'fur endlessskies RavensCall SPR1NKLEKIT WhitesilverQueen Bean. Zei peach Pluto! Bean_The_Transformer Captain MockingRabbit
forgotten_dreamer. AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa! marshy Caspian mooncake Spookez. zeebles Rose Partypooper Rani ChaosBringer. Sunii Katiethewolfchild SuspiciousMindz sNazzy Zero Crumbleless Fawn Dovekit12 judas Fel Brooklyn Trees NightWarrior4Life Static Jingle graves Dreams of forever AbsurdJinx Lawlipop Rosesplash Bandido Darky Ivy Gone RedHead Tundra fresh Charmer 217 reddykins SacredMadness aleka! Tavvi XxxStarClanxxX Mauve |+sari+| vellichor ~Silverkit~ nykyrian lio Moonraven Undertaker kittygirl CheetahPelt TeamFlowstream! dino. Space Cat DarkNight ~dust~ Elementals Wings Sneakyfox55 Blackeye Arie chaton Cave tye TheNyanCatMinecart -Ash- Floofy Ash pidgeon Shade. Confuzzled.Lynx ghostwriter vampy jayfeather21 Fletcher ophelia Yeeter Sunnystripe carmen poppy windtail Raven~ Ikoria the Wolf Pup Willie Warf Sakura. fernmass puppeteer The Doctor bunnie Silvershadow13 Luvelle KittyloverWV Thechaoticdigitalcircus NettleKit Ymir Eyclore sol. Lillith Supersabre GhostlyStarfinder FrostyGalaxy poet. ]

Yellow ran over

[RavensCall]

Ashpaw appeared to hear Brokenstar. "What happened?" she asked, her fluffy white tail flicking nervously.

[Bean]

It had been a long time since Blackfoot had emerged from his spot in starclan, ony because of Brokenstar's beckon. He didn't like being in the feilds. He nevrf really liked the fact he didn't have to do anything, so he hid himself away.

Worried, the older starclan cat trotted over to the leader. "Brokenstar," he greeted. "What is it? I have been here for many moons, and all has been peaceful. What happened?" the black and white cat inquired

[ BEAR. ]

[ChaosBringer.]

Vinekit

Vinekit padded over slowly, ready to dash away at any second.

[Rose]

Rosepaw
She/Her | The Plague Maiden


From the depths of her misery, from the darkness of the den she'd called a home for so long, arose a WindClanner long forgotten by all except two. She was no one of note, after all. Rosepaw had not been one to demand attention in life, and neither in death. Those who she wished attention from were not up here in StarClan. No. She'd just have to wait.

[Kaybug.]

- Bear

Lightningscar ran up to the group being called by brokenstar. “What’s up?”

[taillow]

Cindersky
She/her | Former ThunderClan Leader | No purrks
That voice.

Cindersky had been on her way back to camp when it reached her ears and caused her to freeze. She knew that voice, would know it anywhere. Instinctively the fur along her pelt bristled, recalling how the tom had been there to bear witness to her childish temper tantrum some odd moons ago. She did her best to shake herself free from the thoughts, choosing instead to put the past where it belonged; behind her.

Curious blue eyes locked onto the dark pelt of the former ThunderClan leader, though her ears swiveled to catch the conversations milling about. One in particular had a low growl rumbling in her chest - why heed the call if all they were going to do is complain about it potentially not being urgent? - but it was being handled (not that she woulld've stepped in anyway; Cinder didn't really have that type of authority anymore). When she glanced over at who exactly was handling it though a small state of shock zipped through her. The last time she'd seen that cat was in a battle many, many seasons ago.

Oh. And they were here. What had been a small smile instantly flattened into a frown. She knew they would have no idea who she was, but Cindersky knew them. Blazingstar and Grousestar. Sepia-toned memories flooded her mind of her first battle as a warrior. Passionstar had led ThunderClan to RiverClan's aid, to stop them from being driven from the forest. Of course they hadn't won in what had been an unfair fight. Though that had been one of the first times (outside of Gatherings) she'd seen the SkyClan leader, it was not her first run-in with the golden mouse-brain that had been WindClan's leader.

Her first taste of battle. She had been no older than four moons? Five? It was hard to remember. Caught outside playing in a puddle, Cindersky had been thrown into a furious battle when Blazingstar and his warriors had descended down upon their camp, eventually bringing ShadowClan with them. Furious and demanding, she recalled watching him charge the camp unforgivingly. The ear that had the nick in it twitched subconsciously at the painful memory. There was no need to rehash the past though, especially when she was convinced neither former leaders would even know who she was. After all she hadn't really been much of anyone until her brief time as ThunderClan's leader.

Finally dragging her (somewhat glaring) eyes from the duo, Cindersky refocused her attention on Brokenstar as she padded forward. She didn't recognize any of the others who had gathered so she picked out a spot towards the middle-front to sit down, whiskers twitching in thought. She wondered if this had to do with the broken border - it had to be, right? She'd seen it, and though it worried her she'd been too out of it then to make anything of it. Was it getting worse?

[ SuspiciousMindz The Cannibal Dust - only mentioning for cinder's glare look to blazing, grouse, and frost! i doubt they would know her, but canonically in her backstory, cinder was a kit in this battle (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=13841) when windclan/blazingstar attacked thunderclan's camp, and a fresh warrior in this battle (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=18271) when thunderclan fought with riverclan before they were driven out! yes i am a lore nerd hello no need to respond really :heartbounce: ]

[Rani]

Ridgeclaw
Thunderclan Elder | He/Him


The tom had not been in the celestial camp for some time for a change, a major difference given usually he could be found lounging in the clearing, doing his best to entertain the many kittens in the area. But he'd pad in just in time to see Brokenstar charge in, self appointed leader of the heavens.

At first he'd thought it was the accumulation of the argument he'd overheard between the tom and Falcon-fool, outing him as a kit-killer to amass a linch mob to chase him to the dark forest by force. However, it seemed that was not the case.

A situation at the border? What border? Starclan was the place without borders the clans were one here what- Oh, the place of no stars, the border to there. What could be happening there, the border could not be crossed.

With a frown the elder padded in, ready to sit and listen, decide on his own course of action and ignore the past leaders present when someone caught his eye. A pelt he'd both hidden from and searched for in equal measures, someone who he loved like a child. Cindersky, his little apprentice was here and like he'd been for so long Ridgeclaw was too much a coward to approach.

It was in part some sort of stupid pride, Ridgeclaw had made a life out of being strong: strong minded strong willed and just strong and he'd died weak. He'd died because his mind rotted out from under him and he'd wandered right out and collapsed exposed to the winter elements. Died failing to fight a disease that couldnt be treated. He'd not even told his girls, any of them that he'd been struggling, the elder to prideful to admit weakness.
Ridgeclaw payed for that. No one had even found his body, there was no burial.

But then, oh but then in the stars he'd watched as not one but two of his girls stepped up to be something magnificent. Something better then he was. And his pride damned him. They were incredible and he'd been weak so who was he to advise them now? Ridgeclaw was some fool old dead elder. So he'd not appeared, he'd watched but stayed hidden like a coward and watched his girls struggle. Watched them fall. And stayed silent.





How could he dare to talk to Cindersky now after all he didnt do?
But..... She'd finally come back after secluding herself where Ridgeclaw couldnt find her for so long. The elder couldnt take her just.... vanishing again. Couldnt take anyone seizing the chance to fling unkind words at her unless he was here to defend.



So Ridgeclaw padded over with hesitant paws and placed a gentle on one her shoulder, speaking with the same deep kind tone he'd taken whenever Cindersky was struggling after a hard lesson. "Let it pass my dear. Your hate is justified, but they dont matter anymore and they never deserved your attention in the first place. You-" Are stronger, better, wiser then they ever were "I-" didnt deserve you in my life, am sorry, am so proud of you, dont blame you for anything that happened "missed you my apprentice. Its been far too long." Once again, the toms words failed him though he hoped soft sad eyes spoke for what he couldnt say.


He could never say enough after all.


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[ Hey! You're being mentioned because at some point,
you roleplayed in StarClan!
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This plot is optional, we just wanted to make sure
StarClan roleplayers had the opportunity to react to the border situation. ]
Camp was just within sight.

Brokenstar wasted no time as he passed through the entrance, muscles rippling as he bounded across the clearing. StarClan did not have an official meeting spot, a product of never needing it. In paradise, what could go wrong?

A lot, apparently. He sprang onto one of the various boulders to give himself a vantage point over the camp. It wasn't as tall as the Highpeak, but it'd do in a pinch. "StarClan!" His voice resonated throughout the clearing, a sonic boom that echoed off the ancient rocks and into long-forgotten crevices. He WOULD be heard, even if those who chose to lay adrift in death refused to heed his call. "Gather around! We have a situation at the border and I want every abled-pawed cat at the ready."

If they failed to rise to this occasion, they might as well fade into obscurity. Brokenstar would give everyone a chance to gather before he continued. He wanted to make sure cats were listening and prepared to do whatever was necessary - the fate of StarClan might depend on it.
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"Oh no" Stoneface muttered, padding over and sitting beside Longsky.

[Minkuu]

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Sunstorm
He/Him - Starclan - 56 Moons at death
Former Riverclan Warrior
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The scar-pelted tom appeared from wherever his alone spot in the territory was; it’s been long since he stepped in the starry clearing though he preferred it that way. Sunstorm had been dead for moons and this was the first time he remembers there ever being some kind of announcement like this; so he knows something bad’s happening. For sure. Something worse than speaking with Hawkpaw or…Hawkmask now, isn’t it? Some moons ago; he’s still unsure what’s wrong with that guy’s head. But this is more important than thinking about someone that already knows they’re going to hell even before they die. The dead tom made his way towards Brokenstar’s call in a sigh. A situation at the border? What has those rotting cats down in the pit of the dark forest been doing lately? Or perhaps this has nothing to do with what they’re doing….perhaps this was because of what’s happening down at the clans. The dead riverclanner had no idea.

In that case, things might be a lot worse than Sunstorm originally though it’ll be. If that’s the case then maybe the living cats should get a yelling. He hasn’t met any of them yet but he might as well say he will soon. Would they go to battle right now? Both afterlives, good and bad, fight against eachother? Sounds like it by the way Brokenstar’s speaking. Though it wouldn’t matter much now would it? Cats would simply respawn at it would be no use in the end. In starclan, at least; he’s unsure about the place of no stars though…but thinking about it, it’ll be kind of better if they don’t. Times are rough right now. And confusing but he would stay and listen and whatever else he’ll be doing.

[Desert Rain Frog]

Foreshadowing Opened Her Eyes, Starry Cats Chirped And Mewed To One Another, But Why Was She Here? She Was A Clancat, And Joining ShadowClan....... She Sat, Looking Around.

[Willie Warf]

Cherryleaf padded over, very confused.

[Abyssopelagic]

Coldamber | she/her | WindClan's Former Medicine Cat | Worldweaver

Coldamber lifted her head as she heard a stranger yowl for the attention of the whole of StarClan itself. Her whiskers twitched as she sniffed the air in his general direction, trying to remember if she'd ever met him before.
His identity escaped her, but his scent was familiar, at least. A few times in the past she'd caught a whiff of his presence, but never paid it much mind.
She nudged her mate's shoulder, waking the lanky black cat from their nap before approaching.
The former Medicine Cat didn't know where her son was at the moment. Last she'd seen, he'd run off to play with a friend of his, and one she'd not only met, but knew to be trustworthy. She'd hardly have let him leave camp otherwise, even if he knew the starry landscape better than she did.
Coldamber stopped in front of the cat that had yelled for attention and waited for him to continue as cats milled about all around her, ears swiveling whenever cats approached or neared where she stood.
Now standing in front of the tom, a name rang through her thoughts.
Brokenstar.
An ancient leader, and founder of the Covenant of the Sky. Aside from those little factoids, any information about him slipped her mind.
The only stories of him that circulated seemed to merely be caricatures of stories rather than anything about the real cat. She wondered if anyone at this point really knew the tom. Perhaps he didn't care. He'd never made his presence known since she'd joined the number of star cats, so she'd have to assume as much.
Stuck in her thoughts, she waited for whatever was about to happen to continue.



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Shockholly | she/they | WindClan

Shockholly grunted as their small, plump mate shook them awake. Dingy orange eyes slowly flickered open to scan StarClan's camp.
They might have missed the yowl for attention, but now that they were awake, there was no missing the way Coldamber's beautiful tail disappeared into the massive crowd of ever-amassing cats, all gathering around a center point. It seemed to be the same place the silky molly was headed.
They say up, eyes suddenly bleary as they continued to blink sleep away. As they say and gathered themself, they heard the chatter around them, the musings and concerns of worried cats.
Their attention thoroughly caught, they lifted their head, eyes now wide and trying to find the source of all this commotion. However, it seemed they would find nothing out by remaining seated.
As they stood, they glanced around for Fizzletwist. Or any of the other kittens their beloved matron seemed to have collected for that matter. And that concerned them greatly.
Rather than immediately making their way to find their paramour and get to the bottom of what was going on, the former WindClan warrior trotted around, looking for at least one of their little fur gremlins.
As if on cue, the little soft black miniature of their wife popped his head out of a den and ran up to them.
"What's going on? I heard someone yell, but thought it was just someone throwing a fit. Why's everyone gathering? I thought only the living did that."
Shockholly shrugged, just as confused as he was.
"I snoozed through the commotion. Came to find you first. Want a badger ride through?"
The kitten squawked his affirmation and the long legged warrior ducked down, allowing the small, light little kit get comfortable before standing to full height and returning to the crowd.
They pushed past other antsy cats, all the while keeping their eyes peeled for a familiar speckled grey pelt.


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Fizzletwist | he/him | WindClan, forever baby

Fizzletwist buried his face in Shockholly's fur as they did the hard part of the journey, skittering around the throngs of cats all around in the search for mama.
After awhile, he couldn't stand waiting any long, and carefully stood atop the tall warrior's shoulders, using his own diminutive height to see above those equal in height to his ren. He scanned the crowd, frowning when he didn't see mama.
Why was she so hidden?
Why were there so many cats crowding?
He didn't like it. He wanted to go back to his friends and hide from all the adults just standing around.
His discontent thoughts were silenced when he briefly saw the back of his mom's head. Distinct in the speckling, scars, and tattered ears he'd always known and loved. A hind leg thumped ren's back as he squealed.
"I see her! That way!"
He ducked down to point his paw in mama's direction and Shockholly dutifully followed, a hastened pep in their strides with each cat they passed.
With the former Medicine Cat in sight, both cats chirped to catch her attention and as Coldamber turned to face them, Shockholly darted to steal a bit of affection, booping their noses together.
Growing impatient with the two, Fizzletwist lunged at his mom's back, barely jumping far enough and having to scrabble onto her back.
Now in his Proper roost, the kitten buried himself into his mother's fur as best he could and awaited to hear the stinky grown up talk that was sure to eventually follow.



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Flyfur | she/her | RiverClan Ancestor
Halfstone | he/him | RiverClan Ancestor

Without much decorum, Flyfur trotted up to Brokenstar after he yowled for everyone's attention. It had been awhile since she'd heard any sort of call for attention like this. Not since she'd left the Clan's to process her grief when her life had gone off the rails.
And not since she'd died, so it was such a strange feeling to be gathered in such a way.

Halfstone was less accustomed to being called to attention, having been dead longer than his sister.
Still, he followed the crowd out of curiosity. He didn't want to be left out, even if it turned out to be something small. If nothing else, it would brighten an otherwise dull day.

[Starfall]

Streamkit
3 Moons old || Reincarnation of Fallenstar (unknown)
The Cannibal || SuspiciousMindz

A tiny angry sea urchin would be a wonderful way to describe this kit. A used tissue paper, prickly, soggy. Any and all words under gremlin were somewhat accurate. Unbeknownst to the soggy king himself, he had fallen from what little grace he'd had in his past life. From more fur than his Clanmates had combined, to less fur that stuck up in every direction known to cat kind.

He didn't know why everyone was gathering around this large strange angry sounding cat. But he did know that it was something that made him unreasonably angry. Short and shrill meows in protest as he stomped his way towards Brokenstar.

Although if needed, when needed, a tail could easily stop the tissue paper on a rampage.

[MockingRabbit]

Yellowpelt's eyes glimmered. This would have to be interesting. She started to flounce forward.

[Ian]

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Shimmerbird
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The deceased RiverClan molly was hot on Brokenstar's heels as they raced back to camp. She was still shocked about what was happening at the border. How had it managed to deteriorate so badly? How had none of them noticed?!

Shaking her head, Shimmerbird worriedly kneaded her paws into the ground as Brokenstar demanded the attention from those in StarClan. There was one who was vocal about their dislike, but they were quickly silenced by others, and she knew that Brokenstar would be verbally, if not physically, shredding them shortly.

Still, she hoped everyone would take the ThunderClan leader's words seriously. If they didn't, then who knew what the fate of StarClan would be, or the Clans they watched over.

[Ian]

Cindersky
She/her | Formerly ThunderClan | No purrksIronic that a sky full of starry spirits had a camp so empty the faintest whistle of a breeze could be heard. Stepping up onto one of the many rocks that hung on the outskirts of the picturesque clearing, Cindersky allowed her gaze to sweep over the lands. It felt quiet here, and for some reason that made the silver bengal feel restless. Whatever power she had harnessed when directing the elements to the Clans seemed to be gone now, despite her efforts to get it back - even trying to pull others into dreams was a struggle. It was leaving her feeling exhausted, which combined with this need to do... something had her frustrated over everything.

With a sigh the former ThunderClanner settled onto her chosen seat, tucking her paws underneath her. Despite there not being the need to continuously look over her shoulder here like she'd done during her time alive, Cindersky still kept herself alert and ready to spring to her paws at a moments notice. Though her eyes closed, she kept her ears alert and open. It was her attempt to calm the chaos that raged on within her head, to quiet the screams and yowls into submission - and to perhaps figure out a way to not feel so exhausted lately.

She had been well on her way there, opening her eyes once more, when a flash of a familiar pelt caught her gaze. Twisting her neck around Cindersky located the cat it belonged to, and her eyes narrowed slightly. The last time she had seen that cat, she'd been looking at its retreating form out of the ThunderClan camp. Rising to her paws the silver bengal gave a fluid leap and trotted quickly over to her.

"Shiningskies." It was hard to keep the disdain from her voice, though her eyes shown with conflicting emotions. Part of her still hated her former Clanmate (friend?) for having left ThunderClan. Another part of her recalled the ways in which they had stood side by side (along with Sparrowflight) to raise ThunderClan out of the pit it had been in. Her jaw was hard set as she studied the now obviously deda cat. "...When did you die?"

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Shiningskies
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It was one of the rare moments where Shiningskies decided to actually mill around in StarClan's camp that Cindersky spotted her. She had done her best to keep her presence brief, still dealing with the fact that she was dead and Aspenstrike was alive and she couldn't find any of her kits and why did she feel so much better than when she was alive?

It was as if something that Shiningskies never new was wrong with her was fixed. She hadn't had any headaches or flashes of uncontrollable emotions. She did not rage or hate or cry. She was more peaceful now than she had been in her later moons of life. Though even so, Shiningskies still tried to keep to herself. She knew of those that did not approve of her actions while she was alive (she did not either, she still did not know why she made some of the choices she had), and was content to wait for Aspenstrike to join her.

At least, she had been, until Cindersky called her name. Shiningskies tensed, amber eyes flickering toward her former friend and leader cautiously. The disdain was obvious, and she knew she deserved it. Still, if Cindersky was not going to bring up what happened just yet then she wouldn't either. Perhaps it was time to try and reconnect with those she knew in life. Though what explanation Shiningskies could offer she was not completely sure herself.

"Two moons ago. A RiverClan cat killed me near the border."

BEAR. [if you're still interested in having Jaystride show up!]

[BEAR.]

Brokenstar gave cats a moment to gather, muzzle drawn tight. "If this is how you treat announcements, it is no wonder you burned up." He wasn't in the slightest sympathetic toward Iceflower, irked by the attitude. "If you want to be blind to what's around you, that's your choice - Leave. Don't let a branch hit you on the way out." It'd be no loss to anyone if she died again. [ The Doctor]

[ Galaxy_, peppermintbubble., Spookez., Zei Fenugreek, Thechaoticdigitalcircus, The Cannibal, ChristmasFawn, Supersabre, Dust, Red'fur, Katiethewolfchild, Partypooper, SuspiciousMindz, sol. Sunii, RavensCall, Bean_The_Transformer, ChaosBringer., Rose, forgotten_dreamer., birdie, Rani, AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!, Pangoligon, Willie Warf, Abyssopelagic, MockingRabbit, Lillith ]

"WindClan? He furrowed his brow at Leafpelt. "Not in the way you think." They were not the threat against StarClan, but perhaps they were a piece in the game of salvation. The squeaking kit briefly caught his attention, and he lowly muttered. "What a downgrade." Grousestar and Blazingstar were here, and Streamkit.. took Fallenstar's place. Leave it to RiverClan to be the class disappointment. [ Starfall ]

He digressed, focusing back on the subject at paw. "We are no longer protected from the darkness of the Place of No Stars!" Brokenstar's gaze swept across the crowd."Our barrier that defends the border has fallen, and they are able to come and go as they please. Already, they have trespassed upon our land and drawn blood. They seek to wipe us out and taint this forest with their cruelty." A snarl ripped through his teeth, baring them. "Death may not claim us again, but I wish to see none of you tortured and banished to Moonfall Lake. We do not know the limits to our undeath, and should not risk our wellness for a lack of preparation.

"Until our territory is secured, we need guards posted around camp, and I want kits and young apprentices-- those who have no combat experience, to stay within these walls." He knew of all the council cats who could attend, only Shimmerbird did. He.. was not surprised, but disappointed in the lack of punctuality. Why did a RiverClan cat have the sense to listen over the rest?

Of course, he was naturally inclined to trust ThunderClan to get things done. He was acutely aware of Cindersky, but his interest was not in her. His focus was on another, a face near-forgotten but all so familiar. "Redtalon [ The Cannibal ], I want you in charge of issuing border patrols. Any trespasser needs to be neutralized on sight." Patrols in StarClan were unheard of, but it was the only way to ensure they did not lose ground. "We do not know when our barrier will recover, if ever. I suspect it has been caused by wavering faith.. our presence has only gone so far, and it can be often overshadowed by the lies of the damned. For those not tied up in these new duties, I ask you reach out to the living. Remind them StarClan is here to guide their paws, and help them stick to our light."

In time, he hoped to lift these restrictions and obligations - but they would need to see improvements to their border first. Brokenstar wasn't interested in sacrificing children, unlike some cats who roamed these woods.

[Forgetfulshape]

Brokenstar gave cats a moment to gather, muzzle drawn tight. "If this is how you treat announcements, it is no wonder you burned up." He wasn't in the slightest sympathetic toward Iceflower, irked by the attitude. "If you want to be blind to what's around you, that's your choice - Leave. Don't let a branch hit you on the way out." It'd be no loss to anyone if she died again. [@the doctor]

[ Galaxy_, peppermintbubble., Spookez., Zei Fenugreek, Thechaoticdigitalcircus, The Cannibal, ChristmasFawn, Supersabre, Dust, Red'fur, Katiethewolfchild, Partypooper, SuspiciousMindz, sol. Sunii, RavensCall, Bean_The_Transformer, ChaosBringer., Rose, forgotten_dreamer., birdie, Rani, AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!, Pangoligon, Willie Warf, Abyssopelagic, MockingRabbit, Lillith ]

"WindClan? He furrowed his brow at Leafpelt. "Not in the way you think." They were not the threat against StarClan, but perhaps they were a piece in the game of salvation. The squeaking kit briefly caught his attention, and he lowly muttered. "What a downgrade." Grousestar and Blazingstar were here, and Streamkit.. took Fallenstar's place. Leave it to RiverClan to be the class disappointment. [ Starfall ]

He digressed, focusing back on the subject at paw. "We are no longer protected from the darkness of the Place of No Stars!" Brokenstar's gaze swept across the crowd."Our barrier that defends the border has fallen, and they are able to come and go as they please. Already, they have trespassed upon our land and drawn blood. They seek to wipe us out and taint this forest with their cruelty." A snarl ripped through his teeth, baring them. "Death may not claim us again, but I wish to see none of you tortured and banished to Moonfall Lake. We do not know the limits to our undeath, and should not risk our wellness for a lack of preparation.

"Until our territory is secured, we need guards posted around camp, and I want kits and young apprentices-- those who have no combat experience, to stay within these walls." He knew of all the council cats who could attend, only Shimmerbird did. He.. was not surprised, but disappointed in the lack of punctuality. Why did a RiverClan cat have the sense to listen over the rest?

Of course, he was naturally inclined to trust ThunderClan to get things done. He was acutely aware of Cindersky, but his interest was not in her. His focus was on another, a face near-forgotten but all so familiar. "Redtalon [ The Cannibal ], I want you in charge of issuing border patrols. Any trespasser needs to be neutralized on sight." Patrols in StarClan were unheard of, but it was the only way to ensure they did not lose ground. "We do not know when our barrier will recover, if ever. I suspect it has been caused by wavering faith.. our presence has only gone so far, and it can be often overshadowed by the lies of the damned. For those not tied up in these new duties, I ask you reach out to the living. Remind them StarClan is here to guide their paws, and help them stick to our light."

In time, he hoped to lift these restrictions and obligations - but they would need to see improvements to their border first. Brokenstar wasn't interested in sacrificing children, unlike some cats who roamed these woods.
Ashwolf spoke up. "There's a tom of Riverclan who, albeit being an apprentice, may be able to assist. we'd have to talk to him through dreams and stuff but if there's any cat I know might be able to help it's him."
Splashfur bounded over.
"The border is gone?! Oh jeez!" Splashfur went into panic mode.
Brokenheart let out a soft sigh- she hoped Rateye was alright- but then a very unfamiliar voice rang out.
"Need some help keeping that border secure?" It was Zephyr's father- Blizzard- and the grandfather of Zephyr, known simply as Sable. Assistance from two very intelligent cats would be useful. "Perhaps me and Sable can talk to Zephyr and get him to communicate with Charredpaw via a Riverclan cat. I know one or two." He meowed.

[Snips]

Lynxpaw flinched. I hope Ghost is safe, was his first thought. Then, he stepped forwards. "I-I could help," he said.

[Partypooper]

Leafpelt was decided to help despite his apprentice body.''I don't care dying twice, and if that hawk wouldn't killed me, old age would'' She said. She was an experimented cat and defeated a few cats bigger than her. She also survived a fire and the hawk only killed her due to her blindness, which was gone by now. ''Brokenstar, I have to protect this place, hope you understand''
BEAR.

[Katiethewolfchild]

Crowkit sighed. Ugh. Now StarClan was even worse.

Horsekit didn't care. She could have fun inside StarClan camp!

Birdsong nodded. He would do his best to help.

[bubble[error].]

Brokenstar gave cats a moment to gather, muzzle drawn tight. "If this is how you treat announcements, it is no wonder you burned up." He wasn't in the slightest sympathetic toward Iceflower, irked by the attitude. "If you want to be blind to what's around you, that's your choice - Leave. Don't let a branch hit you on the way out." It'd be no loss to anyone if she died again. [@the doctor]

[ Galaxy_, peppermintbubble., Spookez., Zei Fenugreek, Thechaoticdigitalcircus, The Cannibal, ChristmasFawn, Supersabre, Dust, Red'fur, Katiethewolfchild, Partypooper, SuspiciousMindz, sol. Sunii, RavensCall, Bean_The_Transformer, ChaosBringer., Rose, forgotten_dreamer., birdie, Rani, AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!, Pangoligon, Willie Warf, Abyssopelagic, MockingRabbit, Lillith ]

"WindClan? He furrowed his brow at Leafpelt. "Not in the way you think." They were not the threat against StarClan, but perhaps they were a piece in the game of salvation. The squeaking kit briefly caught his attention, and he lowly muttered. "What a downgrade." Grousestar and Blazingstar were here, and Streamkit.. took Fallenstar's place. Leave it to RiverClan to be the class disappointment. [ Starfall ]

He digressed, focusing back on the subject at paw. "We are no longer protected from the darkness of the Place of No Stars!" Brokenstar's gaze swept across the crowd."Our barrier that defends the border has fallen, and they are able to come and go as they please. Already, they have trespassed upon our land and drawn blood. They seek to wipe us out and taint this forest with their cruelty." A snarl ripped through his teeth, baring them. "Death may not claim us again, but I wish to see none of you tortured and banished to Moonfall Lake. We do not know the limits to our undeath, and should not risk our wellness for a lack of preparation.

"Until our territory is secured, we need guards posted around camp, and I want kits and young apprentices-- those who have no combat experience, to stay within these walls." He knew of all the council cats who could attend, only Shimmerbird did. He.. was not surprised, but disappointed in the lack of punctuality. Why did a RiverClan cat have the sense to listen over the rest?

Of course, he was naturally inclined to trust ThunderClan to get things done. He was acutely aware of Cindersky, but his interest was not in her. His focus was on another, a face near-forgotten but all so familiar. "Redtalon [ The Cannibal ], I want you in charge of issuing border patrols. Any trespasser needs to be neutralized on sight." Patrols in StarClan were unheard of, but it was the only way to ensure they did not lose ground. "We do not know when our barrier will recover, if ever. I suspect it has been caused by wavering faith.. our presence has only gone so far, and it can be often overshadowed by the lies of the damned. For those not tied up in these new duties, I ask you reach out to the living. Remind them StarClan is here to guide their paws, and help them stick to our light."

In time, he hoped to lift these restrictions and obligations - but they would need to see improvements to their border first. Brokenstar wasn't interested in sacrificing children, unlike some cats who roamed these woods.

*Drippingpelt offered to help guard*

*Sharpeye offered to help keep the young one's safe*

*Foxkit hid behind the nearest StarClan cat*

(Foxkit is open)

[ChaosBringer.]

Vinekit

Vinekit shuddered at the explanation. Were they gonna hurt Crackle? Would they not let Vinekit see them again? Would he get kicked out for visiting Crackle..Beyond the border? The kit was quivering against the ground as he crouched.

(Open)

[The Cannibal]

Grousestar
Former Skyclan leader. A brown furred tabby tom with green eyes.

There was familiarity in the shrill mews of the kit that waddled out and was attempting to make their way to Brokenstar. Did Grousestar let them get very far? No, his tail would bar the approach of Streamkit, and he'd quietly shush them before he'd sweep his gaze back up to the former Thunderclan leader as he finally announced what the meeting was for. The brown tabby couldn't help but blink and widen his eyes upon hearing that the barrier that protected their border had faltered. That alone sent a shiver down the former leaders spine, a look being sent over to Blazingstar before he raised his voice to be heard over the clammer.

"I will guard the main entrance of the camp! No trespasser will harm a cat behind these walls if I have anything to say of it." Rising to his paws, he'd sweep Streamkit around with his tail and give him a nudge towards the nursery. With a final friendly nudge of farewell to Blazingstar's shoulder, he would quickly go trotting off to take his post at the camp entrance.

Brokenstar BEAR. | Blazingstar SuspiciousMindz | Streamkit Starfall

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Redtalon
Senior Thunderclan Warrior. A well-muscled, broad, red and white furred tom with yellow eyes.

Ears erect as he drank in the information of the situation, a buzzing became evident in his paws. Yes, there was danger involved, there were trespassers, the most evil that the forests, the plains, the swamps and the rivers had to offer. No mercy to be shown towards them. His thick tail gave a slow sweep across the ground, his sharp yellow eyes seeming to sharpen. He had no problem with showing these cats no mercy when they would dare threaten their peaceful afterlife.

The former warrior would straighten up as he was directly addressed and given an order to organize patrols. Giving a curt dip of his head in understanding, his gaze swept behind him to all of the gathered cats. Thankfully he had gotten fairly decent at remembering faces and names. Already his mind started to put patrols together. Two at a time would be most beneficial for covering any holes that the other missed.

Once it was clear that Brokenstar was finished announcing, Redtalon would yowl out his first declaration of patrols with a voice that commanded attention and respect.
"You heard Brokenstar! If you are not on one of these patrols, make yourself useful and guard the camp, or contact the living for aid. This is not to be a time of inaction. Now listen careful, two patrols will be sent out right now, and when they return, two more will take their spot. Be thorough while patrolling, and do not show mercy to these fiends that encroach on our territory."

With the preamble out of the way, the red and white-furred tom would flick his tail and start to call out names.
"The first patrol will include Cindersky [ birdie ], Sunstorm [ Pangoligon ], Shockholly [ Abyssopelagic ] and Blazingstar [ SuspiciousMindz ]!" There was a pause as he eyed each of the cats he shuffled into the first patrol. "The second patrol will include Shiningskies [ Lillith ], Frostfall [ Dust ], Robinflight [ ChristmasFawn ] and myself! Now let's go protect our borders! "

The former Thunderclan warrior spent no time in bounding towards the camp entrance, fully expecting his patrol, and the other to be quick on his heels.

[sol.]

LILYCREEK
THE MOST RESILIENT OF THEM ALL

The former Riverclan molly listened with a thoughtful look on her face. Windclan? At this, she nearly let out a chuckle. What would Windclan do to Starclan? Tear it down? Deface it? Most certainly, Lilycreek did not care much for Windclan, or Starclan, despite her continuing respect for both... maybe a little else for the latter. Everyone here was so... different. No unity. And the leaders were all still so bitter. Really, it was not so different from being alive.

The Place Of No Stars... she had a vague understanding of that realm. Darkness, animosity, evil, all words used by her mother to describe it. She suppressed a shiver. She hadn't been able to find her mother in Starclan. She doubted Silverpelt would have been able to make it into the Dark Forest, so maybe her mother was just hiding from her. Like the coward she was. Se hadn't been able to find her father either- but that came with no surprise.

But it the Dark Forest cats were trickling into Starclan territory... that could not be good. While she doubted that they would hold anger toward all Starclan cats, righteousness took over, and screamed at her for danger. Danger, danger, danger, danger. Shr pressed a paw to her face, trying to quell her headache.

Little Vinekit was curled into a ball, and with a pitying look, she rested her tail gently on his back, in an attempt at comfort. Her old ways still had not been banished. [ ChaosBringer. ]

Brokenstar ordered for patrols, and she almost scoffed when he assigned Redtalon as patrol leader. Yes, Redtalon was wonderful but... she gathered that Brokenstar did not care for the other cats. Yes, it seemed that prejudice still existed even in the afterlife.

[Zei]

Wolfkit's Voice Rang Out with a Loud "I WANNA HELP TOO!!!!!!!!" sure she was a kit and small but there had to be something useful she could do right?

(open)

[RavensCall]

Ashpaw let out a grumble, but decided to do as she was asked. "I'm still going to try an' protect the others with me," she announced, not expecting anyone to reply.

[taillow]

Cindersky
She/her | Formerly ThunderClan | Worldweaver T1
"Let it pass, my dear..."

Cindersky turned her head, eyes wide, as they rested on the cat who spoke to her. The gentle paw on her shoulder reminded her of days long since passed, and a certain calmness seemed to spread within her. Ridgeclaw. So he was here. Had he been dead this whole time? Even when she and Sparrowflight had scoured the territory and Twolegplace to find him? ...Had he just watched them suffer in silence in the face of his disappearance and chose to say nothing?

What had started as a content and peaceful feeling was slowly replaced by unbridled anger. She felt like a hypocrite for the disdain that crawled up her throat in the form of bile, blue eyes narrowing. "...It has been a long time." The words were clipped, a myriad of emotions making themselves present only briefly in her eyes before the next one shuffled in. Sorrow. Joy. Anger. Resentment. Back to sorrow.

After a moment she simply shrugged his paw off with a shake of her head and a sigh. "You decide now is the time to show up, to offer a comfort which I could have used when grieving your apparent death?" It made her want to laugh, that it was only in death she got to see him again. So much that belief in StarClan had done for her.

Her eyes lifting once more to Brokenstar as he called for patrols to be sent out, and how rebuilding the Clans' faith in them again was imperative, Cindersky couldn't hold back the scoff that left her. Quite curious how it was the stars that had damaged the faith in the first place were now the ones tasked with bringing it back. After all it was signs from StarClan that had led to the downfall of ThunderClan. Picking cats like Eveningstar and Aspenstrike. Cats who cared not for their Clan's wellbeing so much as their reputations within them.

"It appears there is work to do." A long stare at her mentor and the silence that befell them was only broken after a moment or two by the silver bengal turning her gaze away once more. "...Best reach out to the living, hmm? Or maybe that is something you cannot do?" Harsh words, Cinder knew, but at the moment she cared not for the feelings of a mentor who had so easily abandoned his apprentices. Perhaps if he had reached out, Sparrowflight would not have disappeared. Perhaps Nectarflame would still be in ThunderClan. Perhaps... perhaps she would not have made the mistake in stepping down in the first place.

Turning her back on Ridgeclaw the former ThunderClan leader padded away and approached the warrior calling for patrols. His face seemed... a little familiar, but Cindersky would not have been able to place a name to it had Brokenstar not spoken it first. She dipped her head to him, ignoring the way Blazingstar's name made her claws want to slide out. "First patrol, with me," she ordered, voice reclaiming the authoritative snap it had taken on during her brief stint as ThunderClan's leader. With a swift look to the former WindClan leader placed on her patrol, she narrowed her gaze. "You think you can keep up, withered rabbit?" Okay, so perhaps she could not avoid a little bit of pettiness after all.

Without waiting for them to gather and knowing they were all capable of using their ears, the silver bengal started after Redtalon, eyes fixed on which direction he would go towards so that she and her patrol could cover the other area.

[ Rani Pangoligon Abyssopelagic SuspiciousMindz The Cannibal ]

[Abyssopelagic]

Shockholly | she/they | WindClan ancestor



Shockholly glanced at their mate and her little furball, giving a gentle press of the nose to Coldamber before following after the patrol they'd been called to. Dark Forest business, huh?
They were no stranger to dealing with these cats, they'd plagued them their entire living life after their sisters death, and they'd feared the starless sky would swallow them up in death. But by some miracle, they'd not been allowed to have their soul. Instead, they were blessed to walk with the cat they'd been too scared to talk to intimately in life.
Too scared to properly approach.
Everything they thought they'd never have was theirs now, and that happiness was being threatened. Only a fool wouldn't rise to the occasion to protect all that was good in their time.
They could handle the claws and teeth, Coldamber could strengthen the living's belief. She'd always been the better speaker.

The lanky, tall black furred warrior trotted behind Cindersky and Redtalon, nose twitching at the mixed scents that came to assault their senses and boldly proclaimed the others allegiances in life.
Not that it bothered them. They were aware that their squabbles from life meant little in the expanse of eternity's starry fields, and they were grateful for that. They could not imagine that any of the factions stood much of a chance if still splintered by Clan of birth.
Shockholly stuck her tongue out at Cindersky as she called another of their patrol a withered rabbit.
"I sure hope that's not meant to be a jab at me, darling. If so, you'll have to try harder. I've heard more scathing insults from the maw of a coyote."
They shook their pelt before following after her. The further they pressed, the more they steeled themself for the worst to possibly happen.

[ Rani Pangoligon birdie SuspiciousMindz The Cannibal ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Robin flight listened he was shocked the barrier was down! Starclan must not fall, the living needs light. He quickly perked as his name was called, he was on the first patrol of the border, he ran over to the patrolmates"I'm ready to help" he firmly rumbled as he followed the former thunderclan warrior

lilith Dust The Cannibal

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Brokenstar gave cats a moment to gather, muzzle drawn tight. "If this is how you treat announcements, it is no wonder you burned up." He wasn't in the slightest sympathetic toward Iceflower, irked by the attitude. "If you want to be blind to what's around you, that's your choice - Leave. Don't let a branch hit you on the way out." It'd be no loss to anyone if she died again. [ The Doctor]

[ Galaxy_, peppermintbubble., Spookez., Zei Fenugreek, Thechaoticdigitalcircus, The Cannibal, ChristmasFawn, Supersabre, Dust, Red'fur, Katiethewolfchild, Partypooper, SuspiciousMindz, sol. Sunii, RavensCall, Bean_The_Transformer, ChaosBringer., Rose, forgotten_dreamer., birdie, Rani, AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!, Pangoligon, Willie Warf, Abyssopelagic, MockingRabbit, Lillith ]

"WindClan? He furrowed his brow at Leafpelt. "Not in the way you think." They were not the threat against StarClan, but perhaps they were a piece in the game of salvation. The squeaking kit briefly caught his attention, and he lowly muttered. "What a downgrade." Grousestar and Blazingstar were here, and Streamkit.. took Fallenstar's place. Leave it to RiverClan to be the class disappointment. [ Starfall ]

He digressed, focusing back on the subject at paw. "We are no longer protected from the darkness of the Place of No Stars!" Brokenstar's gaze swept across the crowd."Our barrier that defends the border has fallen, and they are able to come and go as they please. Already, they have trespassed upon our land and drawn blood. They seek to wipe us out and taint this forest with their cruelty." A snarl ripped through his teeth, baring them. "Death may not claim us again, but I wish to see none of you tortured and banished to Moonfall Lake. We do not know the limits to our undeath, and should not risk our wellness for a lack of preparation.

"Until our territory is secured, we need guards posted around camp, and I want kits and young apprentices-- those who have no combat experience, to stay within these walls." He knew of all the council cats who could attend, only Shimmerbird did. He.. was not surprised, but disappointed in the lack of punctuality. Why did a RiverClan cat have the sense to listen over the rest?

Of course, he was naturally inclined to trust ThunderClan to get things done. He was acutely aware of Cindersky, but his interest was not in her. His focus was on another, a face near-forgotten but all so familiar. "Redtalon [ The Cannibal ], I want you in charge of issuing border patrols. Any trespasser needs to be neutralized on sight." Patrols in StarClan were unheard of, but it was the only way to ensure they did not lose ground. "We do not know when our barrier will recover, if ever. I suspect it has been caused by wavering faith.. our presence has only gone so far, and it can be often overshadowed by the lies of the damned. For those not tied up in these new duties, I ask you reach out to the living. Remind them StarClan is here to guide their paws, and help them stick to our light."

In time, he hoped to lift these restrictions and obligations - but they would need to see improvements to their border first. Brokenstar wasn't interested in sacrificing children, unlike some cats who roamed these woods.

Stoneface growled grimly, "If they even think about trying to use our abilities to comunicate with the clans i'll kill them myself."

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Blazingstar (https://suszone.weebly.com/blazingstar.html)]
Former WindClan Leader

Before the orange tom could respond to Grousestar, a black kit appeared creating a curious look on his face. This was oddly familiar. It couldn't be... or could it? He would note the interaction between the other leader and the kitten before the fur on his shoulders prickled with unease. He'd turn to see what was happening, only to miss the glare Cindersky had thrown his way. Unknowingly, Blazingstar would turn and look towards Grousestar, confused now. Surely, he couldn't be the only one who felt that?!

Brokenstar's voice broke him out of his confused spell and Blazingstar listened, his claws unsheathing and sheathing repeatedly the entire time. The unease of the situation creeping up on him. The playful nudge from the SkyClan leader made him turn and attempt to bap his shoulder back before he'd sneak off to the camp entrance.

--

He was quick to turn towards his assigned patrol. Not even second guessing the command Cindersky held. His leading days were over, and he was honestly kind of glad for that. The stress broke him, and it took many many moons for him to break that paranoia. However, the comment caught him off guard.

Blazingstar's ears perked towards Cindersky, an amused smile creeping onto the corners of his mouth. He may not know the warrior, but he liked the spunk. Not something he encountered much anymore. "Sounds like you're still threatened, squirrel," there was no hiding the cocky tone in his voice. There never was. His golden hues would turn to Shockholly. He wasn't familiar with this one. More spunk.

This patrol will be fun.

The Cannibal - Grousestar/Redtalon | Starfall - Streamkit | Abyssopelagic - Shockholly | Pangoligon - Sunstorm | birdie - Cindersky

[BEAR.]

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It was one of the rare moments where Shiningskies decided to actually mill around in StarClan's camp that Cindersky spotted her. She had done her best to keep her presence brief, still dealing with the fact that she was dead and Aspenstrike was alive and she couldn't find any of her kits and why did she feel so much better than when she was alive?

It was as if something that Shiningskies never new was wrong with her was fixed. She hadn't had any headaches or flashes of uncontrollable emotions. She did not rage or hate or cry. She was more peaceful now than she had been in her later moons of life. Though even so, Shiningskies still tried to keep to herself. She knew of those that did not approve of her actions while she was alive (she did not either, she still did not know why she made some of the choices she had), and was content to wait for Aspenstrike to join her.

At least, she had been, until Cindersky called her name. Shiningskies tensed, amber eyes flickering toward her former friend and leader cautiously. The disdain was obvious, and she knew she deserved it. Still, if Cindersky was not going to bring up what happened just yet then she wouldn't either. Perhaps it was time to try and reconnect with those she knew in life. Though what explanation Shiningskies could offer she was not completely sure herself.

"Two moons ago. A RiverClan cat killed me near the border."

BEAR. [if you're still interested in having Jaystride show up!]


He came bearing the gift of a spiky plant, leaves dandling loosely from his jaws. "Gift" might be an embellishment - to cats unused to the smell, ragweed reeked something fierce. But Jaystride enjoyed it, he liked the pep to his step.

"Those fish-brains are something, aren't they?" He dropped his collection near the ladies' paws, a glint to his eyes. "Someone ought to put them in their place again, when left to swim they sink everyone with them." Seasons had passed since he last spied Shiningskies, and he took a moment to examine her. StarClan healed physical wounds, and she did look better than he remembered.. but his memory was also fickle, perhaps a side effect from being in caves for so long. "I am sorry, for what it's worth. You have always been worth a hundred-fold fish."

Whatever transpired so long ago meant very little to him. An overall mild disagreement meant nothing in a sea of progress, not to mention Jaystride was always focused on moving forward. Getting stuck on the past did no one good. "You ladies mind if I join you?"

[ birdie]

[Minkuu]

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Sunstorm
He/Him - Starclan - 56 Moons at death
Former Riverclan Warrior
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Ah, so the barrier between the two worlds have fallen; how had he not noticed this sooner? He really should've. Of course those good-for-nothing cats here to draw blood and kill them, what else would they want to cross the border for? Their goal is all to just end the starry paradise for their own deadly enjoyment after being dragged to hell from their own horrible actions. Well, if he wants to help, he should start looking for his patrolmates; shaking his starry pelt as he looked around, Sunstorm took in the name of his patrolmates. Cindersky, Shockholly, Blazingstar. He didn't know his ither patrolmates too well but as for Cindersky...Hold up, wasn't Cindersky the former thunderclan leader? With the current situation down in the living realm going on, hopefully they'd be able to ignore their differences... for now at least. He never heard of a starclan patrol before and he was on the very first one. Oh yea and he seems to have failed the task of keeping the living to starclan's light anyway...at least one of the living... a few moons ago; still hate the kiddo though he should focus on someone less mousebrained next time...yea that sounded better because no cat would ever convince the young cat they shouldn't be doing that or something as such. Or perhaps it was better to not effect the living cats too much? Letting them choose their path and see where that would turn out?

Ages of peace in starclan seems to have dissapeared now, at whoever's paws may have caused such destruction. The tom heard Cindersky's orders clear as day, so that saved him time from looking for his patrolmates now that he knew where they are. He approached the patrol, and seems like he was last; not a great first impression already, good job, Sunstorm. The tom simply stayed quiet as he followed close behind, the other cats on the patrol had said at least something to eachother whether they knew eachother or not; but honestly.....he rather not. He was unsure who whithered rabbit was supposed to be aimed at but at least he knew it probably wasn't him due to rabbits being a more windclan thing


╰─▸ ❝ The Cannibal [Redtalon] SuspiciousMindz [Blazingstar] birdie [Cindersky] Abyssopelagic [Shockholly]

[Kaybug.]

- BEAR.

“What happened to the boundary? Do you know?” Lightningscar asked. The massive scarred molly stood up from where she was sitting.

[Morrigan]

Iceflower
Former Windclan queen

Responding with a sharp hiss at Frostfall's comment, Iceflower's temper had only worsened by tasting a bit of her own medicine and she didn't mind giving anyone a good scratch if they used such an impolite tone...even if they were a former high-rank she didn't care, they deserved some sass as well.

However, Brokenstar's next words that were directed at her made her snowy white fur prickle with shock and anger. 'Burned up' how the hell did he know about that?! Oh right Starclan cats are all knowing...but not all merciful, if they were they would've saved her from that fire rather than let her burn and make her miss watching her kits grow up...

Pratically shaking with rage the queen got to her paws and stared straight at Brokenstar with icy hues "I burned cause Starclan never did anything. It's not my fault I'll never get to see my kits again" she spat full of hatred, waiting a moment to see the former leader's reaction before deciding better of it and leaving with a sharp lash of her tail.

BEAR. Dust

(Oh snap Iceflower got roasted! Pun unintended)

[Dust]

Frostfall | Frostflight
Former Riverclan Deputy


It was... faint, but hearing Grousestar's distant voice made the silver tabby smile softly to himself, a soft purr rumbling in his chest. It had been a very long time since Frostflight had heard his voice. It was... very comforting. Despite the short amount of time Frost had spent serving as Grouse's deputy, before SkyClan merged with RiverClan, he still regarded the leader with great respect. When had he last seen him? Moons... Moons upon moons ago. When he was alive? The elders den maybe? He could hardly remember at this point. Though, that could wait. Frostflight redirected his attention back to Brokenstar as they spoke. And well... that was definitely not good news. Frostflight perked up as he heard his... his name... called. Frostfall. Frostfall turned to face Redtalon, quickly heeding his call. And without a complaint, the former deputy raced after the small group of cats, keeping close to Redtalon's heels.

[ Lillith | ChristmasFawn | The Cannibal ]

[taillow]

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Shiningskies
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It was one of the rare moments where Shiningskies decided to actually mill around in StarClan's camp that Cindersky spotted her. She had done her best to keep her presence brief, still dealing with the fact that she was dead and Aspenstrike was alive and she couldn't find any of her kits and why did she feel so much better than when she was alive?

It was as if something that Shiningskies never new was wrong with her was fixed. She hadn't had any headaches or flashes of uncontrollable emotions. She did not rage or hate or cry. She was more peaceful now than she had been in her later moons of life. Though even so, Shiningskies still tried to keep to herself. She knew of those that did not approve of her actions while she was alive (she did not either, she still did not know why she made some of the choices she had), and was content to wait for Aspenstrike to join her.

At least, she had been, until Cindersky called her name. Shiningskies tensed, amber eyes flickering toward her former friend and leader cautiously. The disdain was obvious, and she knew she deserved it. Still, if Cindersky was not going to bring up what happened just yet then she wouldn't either. Perhaps it was time to try and reconnect with those she knew in life. Though what explanation Shiningskies could offer she was not completely sure herself.

"Two moons ago. A RiverClan cat killed me near the border."

BEAR. [if you're still interested in having Jaystride show up!]

He came bearing the gift of a spiky plant, leaves dandling loosely from his jaws. "Gift" might be an embellishment - to cats unused to the smell, ragweed reeked something fierce. But Jaystride enjoyed it, he liked the pep to his step.

"Those fish-brains are something, aren't they?" He dropped his collection near the ladies' paws, a glint to his eyes. "Someone ought to put them in their place again, when left to swim they sink everyone with them." Seasons had passed since he last spied Shiningskies, and he took a moment to examine her. StarClan healed physical wounds, and she did look better than he remembered.. but his memory was also fickle, perhaps a side effect from being in caves for so long. "I am sorry, for what it's worth. You have always been worth a hundred-fold fish."

Whatever transpired so long ago meant very little to him. An overall mild disagreement meant nothing in a sea of progress, not to mention Jaystride was always focused on moving forward. Getting stuck on the past did no one good. "You ladies mind if I join you?"

[ birdie]

Cindersky
She/her | Former ThunderClan Leader | Worldweaver T1
Whatever disdain Cindersky held onto so tightly, mind still warped by memories of the past, dissipated at the mention of RiverClan. Of course it was RiverClan. Of course it was that vile, fish-faced Clan who seemed to never be satiated no matter how many ThunderClan lives they took. Her whiskers quivered slightly and as she open her mouth to speak her ears perked to a familiar voice.

Blue eyes went from Jaystride to the plant, then back to Jaystride. She hadn't seen him since her attempt at going back, and was reminded of the gratitude she felt for him stepping in. There was quite possibly no other cat who could've convinced her what a mistake returning would be.

"...Jaystride is right." Hunting in ThunderClan territory. Scaling the cliffside and finding those outcroppings. Calling ThunderClan together, rallying them against RiverClan to take the Cove back. Endless moons spent as Clanmates... as friends. Finally, a soft smile spread across her face. It was... exhausting, if Cinder was being honest, to keep up with what had happened so long ago. Besides, her anger had mainly resided with Aspenstrike. "RiverClan will only continue to flounder in this flood they have found themselves in." A twitch of her whiskers in amusement. "And hopefully, they will soon drown."

Now looking from Shiningskies to Jaystride, she dipped her head - a small show of gratitude that she hoped didn't need any words behind it. "Not at all. Only if you do tell what that stars-awful smelling plant is." It looked somewhat familiar, but Cindersky could not place a name to it through the hazy memories of her life. She had been witness to several herbs and remedies and plants - but that one she did not remember.

[Ian]

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Shiningskies
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The ginger molly's ears pricked as she was called for one of the patrols. She had been listening silently from the outer edges of the group, and was shocked that she had gotten chosen. As far as she knew, she had never even spoken to the cat who was calling them. Still, she wouldn't shirk her duties.

Standing, Shiningskies quickly shook her pelt out before bounding after her patrolmates as they took of toward the border. So long as they were there to guard the borders no cat from the Place of No Stars would step foot on StarClan's sacred ground. Shiningskies would play her part to make sure that never happened.

Dust The Cannibal ChristmasFawn

[BEAR.]

Brokenstar snorted. "You're a prime example of why no one has survival instinct these days. Does StarClan need to tell you to hunt to survive, too? If you cannot pay attention to your surroundings, and you refuse to listen to warnings, that's on you. It isn't on StarClan to hold your paw 'cause you're too vain to even try to look after yourself." It bordered on laughable, considering her claim of never seeing her kids. "You're in the goddamned sky and can visit cats in dreams. Stop making excuses and be useful for once."

[ The Doctor ; she should get some ointment for these burns before they become deadly ]

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[apologies if i missed something!! ]

Once she was gone, he observed Redtalon handling things for a short moment. There was no masking the pride he held in ThunderClan cats - the embodiment of order and reliability. The other Clans should take a page out of their book, for ThunderClan undoubtedly remained the best and brightest in the forest.

"Stoneface [ AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!], they already have." It was abundantly clear these cats were not paying attention, if they were so unaware of such a simple matter. "They train the living on how to kill and manipulate. They sing songs of ambition and power, playing on the hopes and dreams of the naive. Do not underestimate their spite and willingness to undermine all that is good."

He didn't understand what Ashwolf and crew was rambling on about. "I do not care what you do, or how you do it. Get it done. Talk to Redtalon about border security as you will - he's in charge of keeping patrols on them." He failed to see how a single apprentice? would do much good, but maybe these cats would surprise him. [ Thechaoticdigitalcircus]

"Oh, I understand perfectly." If Brokenstar did not, then he would not have called StarClan together. "Dying twice is.. the least of our concerns, Leafpelt [ Partypooper]. We do not know the limits of Moonfall Lake, and I do not wish to find out." Being shredded and force-respawned was bad enough, he did not know the consequences of that happening over and over. To his knowledge, no one had been harmed so severely.

But the Dark Forest was relentless, and so would be any injuries that followed their bloodied pawsteps.

His words to Lightningscar [ forgotten_dreamer.] were flat. "If you had listened, you would have heard me say that we believe it was damaged due to the lack of faith in us. If the Clan's will in StarClan is weak, and their trust in the Dark Forest leans strong - the Dark Forest would be able to break down the boundary and spill into our light.

"Which, is also why I suggested reaching out to the living. Restore that faith, and in time we may see our boundary return. Until then.. maintaining patrols and being vigilant, is all we can do to keep the darkness at bay."

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Brokenstar snorted. "You're a prime example of why no one has survival instinct these days. Does StarClan need to tell you to hunt to survive, too? If you cannot pay attention to your surroundings, and you refuse to listen to warnings, that's on you. It isn't on StarClan to hold your paw 'cause you're too vain to even try to look after yourself." It bordered on laughable, considering her claim of never seeing her kids. "You're in the goddamned sky and can visit cats in dreams. Stop making excuses and be useful for once."

[ The Doctor ; she should get some ointment for these burns before they become deadly ]

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[apologies if i missed something!! ]

Once she was gone, he observed Redtalon handling things for a short moment. There was no masking the pride he held in ThunderClan cats - the embodiment of order and reliability. The other Clans should take a page out of their book, for ThunderClan undoubtedly remained the best and brightest in the forest.

"Stoneface [ AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!], they already have." It was abundantly clear these cats were not paying attention, if they were so unaware of such a simple matter. "They train the living on how to kill and manipulate. They sing songs of ambition and power, playing on the hopes and dreams of the naive. Do not underestimate their spite and willingness to undermine all that is good."

He didn't understand what Ashwolf and crew was rambling on about. "I do not care what you do, or how you do it. Get it done. Talk to Redtalon about border security as you will - he's in charge of keeping patrols on them." He failed to see how a single apprentice? would do much good, but maybe these cats would surprise him. [ Thechaoticdigitalcircus]

"Oh, I understand perfectly." If Brokenstar did not, then he would not have called StarClan together. "Dying twice is.. the least of our concerns, Leafpelt [ Partypooper]. We do not know the limits of Moonfall Lake, and I do not wish to find out." Being shredded and force-respawned was bad enough, he did not know the consequences of that happening over and over. To his knowledge, no one had been harmed so severely.

But the Dark Forest was relentless, and so would be any injuries that followed their bloodied pawsteps.

His words to Lightningscar [ forgotten_dreamer.] were flat. "If you had listened, you would have heard me say that we believe it was damaged due to the lack of faith in us. If the Clan's will in StarClan is weak, and their trust in the Dark Forest leans strong - the Dark Forest would be able to break down the boundary and spill into our light.

"Which, is also why I suggested reaching out to the living. Restore that faith, and in time we may see our boundary return. Until then.. maintaining patrols and being vigilant, is all we can do to keep the darkness at bay."

Stoneface looked at the cat with a slight gleam of annoyance. "Yes. I'm aware as I'm not arrgoant and I was listening, I was telling Longsky that in the means that if they talk to my family not cats in general, I know they have already broken that seemingly strong barrier." Sniffing with a small flick of his tail, he wrapped it around Marigoldkit, Bluekit, and Reedkit.

[Kaybug.]

His words to Lightningscar [ forgotten_dreamer.] were flat. "If you had listened, you would have heard me say that we believe it was damaged due to the lack of faith in us. If the Clan's will in StarClan is weak, and their trust in the Dark Forest leans strong - the Dark Forest would be able to break down the boundary and spill into our light.

"Which, is also why I suggested reaching out to the living. Restore that faith, and in time we may see our boundary return. Until then.. maintaining patrols and being vigilant, is all we can do to keep the darkness at bay."

“My apologies for not hearing you, I’m in a sea of yapping cats. Anyways, I see…. I’ll do whatever is necessary to help, Brokenstar.” The big molly spoke to the dead leader with respect.

[Partypooper]

''Thanks for letting me in'' Leafpelt purred.
BEAR.

[Bluestar3235]

''Thanks for letting me in'' Leafpelt purred.
BEAR.
Flamefur mewed, "You're welcome, I already saved one clanmate from falling rocks.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Lilyheart sat in camp not knowing what to do, how she missed the living fighting along side her fellow friends and clanmates but starclan is now her clan. She fiddled with her paw unsure what to do

[ open]

[Forgetfulshape]

As ashwolf spoke up, a loud and very familiar yowl came from nearby.
"Not HIM AGAIN!" Ah yes, I forgot about splashfur still hating William for the betrayal that is killing. Splashfur suddenly darted into the clearing."The murderer cat that killed me and wound up in the dark forest is in the territory, I can't face him alone as he'll likely tear me apart again!"

[Partypooper]

Flamefur mewed, "You're welcome, I already saved one clanmate from falling rocks.

Leafpelt meowed ''Nice, I'm here because I fought a hawk to protect my kit'' She said, like she didn't care being dead.

[Bluestar3235]

He stepped back startled. "You're, dead?

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Brokenstar snorted. "You're a prime example of why no one has survival instinct these days. Does StarClan need to tell you to hunt to survive, too? If you cannot pay attention to your surroundings, and you refuse to listen to warnings, that's on you. It isn't on StarClan to hold your paw 'cause you're too vain to even try to look after yourself." It bordered on laughable, considering her claim of never seeing her kids. "You're in the goddamned sky and can visit cats in dreams. Stop making excuses and be useful for once."

[ The Doctor ; she should get some ointment for these burns before they become deadly ]

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[apologies if i missed something!! ]

Once she was gone, he observed Redtalon handling things for a short moment. There was no masking the pride he held in ThunderClan cats - the embodiment of order and reliability. The other Clans should take a page out of their book, for ThunderClan undoubtedly remained the best and brightest in the forest.

"Stoneface [ AlliWant4XmasIsDdeonghwa!], they already have." It was abundantly clear these cats were not paying attention, if they were so unaware of such a simple matter. "They train the living on how to kill and manipulate. They sing songs of ambition and power, playing on the hopes and dreams of the naive. Do not underestimate their spite and willingness to undermine all that is good."

He didn't understand what Ashwolf and crew was rambling on about. "I do not care what you do, or how you do it. Get it done. Talk to Redtalon about border security as you will - he's in charge of keeping patrols on them." He failed to see how a single apprentice? would do much good, but maybe these cats would surprise him. [ Thechaoticdigitalcircus]

"Oh, I understand perfectly." If Brokenstar did not, then he would not have called StarClan together. "Dying twice is.. the least of our concerns, Leafpelt [ Partypooper]. We do not know the limits of Moonfall Lake, and I do not wish to find out." Being shredded and force-respawned was bad enough, he did not know the consequences of that happening over and over. To his knowledge, no one had been harmed so severely.

But the Dark Forest was relentless, and so would be any injuries that followed their bloodied pawsteps.

His words to Lightningscar [ forgotten_dreamer.] were flat. "If you had listened, you would have heard me say that we believe it was damaged due to the lack of faith in us. If the Clan's will in StarClan is weak, and their trust in the Dark Forest leans strong - the Dark Forest would be able to break down the boundary and spill into our light.

"Which, is also why I suggested reaching out to the living. Restore that faith, and in time we may see our boundary return. Until then.. maintaining patrols and being vigilant, is all we can do to keep the darkness at bay."

(all hes saying is his family in general, no cat has gotten to his family yet)

Stoneface narrowed his eyes, "They haven't a laid a paw on my family, I know that for sure. I understand, i'm just stating that I'm not afraid of them." he grumbled. A bit bothered as he wasn't taking to the tom with interest anymore.

This is just how he sees them rn <3 hes rlly cute sounding tho, wise kitty

[Tess_Potter]

[ Hey! You're being mentioned because at some point,
you roleplayed in StarClan!
If you do not want to be involved in this, simply ignore this. :heartbounce:
This plot is optional, we just wanted to make sure
StarClan roleplayers had the opportunity to react to the border situation. ]
Camp was just within sight.

Brokenstar wasted no time as he passed through the entrance, muscles rippling as he bounded across the clearing. StarClan did not have an official meeting spot, a product of never needing it. In paradise, what could go wrong?

A lot, apparently. He sprang onto one of the various boulders to give himself a vantage point over the camp. It wasn't as tall as the Highpeak, but it'd do in a pinch. "StarClan!" His voice resonated throughout the clearing, a sonic boom that echoed off the ancient rocks and into long-forgotten crevices. He WOULD be heard, even if those who chose to lay adrift in death refused to heed his call. "Gather around! We have a situation at the border and I want every abled-pawed cat at the ready."

If they failed to rise to this occasion, they might as well fade into obscurity. Brokenstar would give everyone a chance to gather before he continued. He wanted to make sure cats were listening and prepared to do whatever was necessary - the fate of StarClan might depend on it.
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Moosekit crept forward, just behind Shellheart.

[GoldenRavenWings]

// Willowpaw woke drowsily before yowling in terror.WHERE- Oh. Ya. The poisoned vole. she meowed, gazing around in wonder before going to a spot where she could watch Riverclan camp, her eyes glazed in worry as she saw Birdsnow and Goldenberry fight.I know we had a close bond but THAT was not called for. Maybe a talk with her? She mumbled to herself.//

[sillycreatur]

/ᐠ - ˕ -マ
✰ mistkit ✰
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e/em/eir ✰ formerly thunderclan ✰ tags ; open for interaction
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trigger warnings for this post: none

mistkit rested eir head on eir paws, eyes darting around in panic. e hadn't quite registered what happened to em yet, and e honestly still believed e was back in thunderclan camp before.. what happened to em. eir fur prickled with panic.

[Alastor]

SwallowKit woke up in a starry den "w-where am i?" she mewed

(OPEN JUST MENTION OR QOUTE ME)

[Foxine]

Wispkit patterned up to the strange cat. "You're in Starclan. What clan are you from?" she asked. The light golden she-kit with light gray eyes looked at her expectantly. Eveelution_2.0

[Alastor]

Wispkit patterned up to the strange cat. "You're in Starclan. What clan are you from?" she asked. The light golden she-kit with light gray eyes looked at her expectantly. Eveelution_2.0


"T-ThunderClan, I_I can't remember clearly how i died"

[Foxine]

"I know the feeling. I'm from Windclan," Wispkit explained. "I died from greencough, and I was always floating in and out of darkness, then found myself here. It is very confusing!" Wispkit said sypathetically. "Do you wanna go explore? I haven't yet." she added, tail puffing in excitement. Eveelution_2.0

[Alastor]

Kitty-Kat

"S-Sure Okay.." they said (i forgot meh own cat's name XD)

[Zei]

The Soft, Wild furred kit just sat silently with a calm expression on her face.

"is now really the time to argue? is it not the time to act with wise notions instead of emotions? hmmm... it's days like these i wish i could go back home to Windclan... so much brightness and love there was... Twilight was shining like the sun" Wolfkit mused to herself

[forest]

Hollowstorm stretched out on the rocks, sunning himself. Sometimes he wished he could go back to RiverClan, but he remembered that his (former) mate was... somewhere that wasn't with him. He still held a grudge against Slatestripe, but he didn't mind that much anymore in StarClan. He yawned, wondering how Bearkit (paw?) was doing. He hadn't seen his son in moons. He thought about how he'd died...





TW: DEATH AND BLOOD

Hollowstorm walked around the barn he had stayed at last night. He scented a rouge cat, and heard pawsteps. Whipping around with a snarl, he lashed out, but it was too late.The golden tom above him sunk his teeth into Hollowstorm's neck and then bolted away. Hollowstorm coughed, blood spattering across the grass. He muttered,"StarClan, be kind," before he closed his eyes and darkness enfolded him.

[Rose]

Hollowstorm stretched out on the rocks, sunning himself. Sometimes he wished he could go back to RiverClan, but he remembered that his (former) mate was... somewhere that wasn't with him. He still held a grudge against Slatestripe, but he didn't mind that much anymore in StarClan. He yawned, wondering how Bearkit (paw?) was doing. He hadn't seen his son in moons. He thought about how he'd died...





TW: DEATH AND BLOOD

Hollowstorm walked around the barn he had stayed at last night. He scented a rouge cat, and heard pawsteps. Whipping around with a snarl, he lashed out, but it was too late.The golden tom above him sunk his teeth into Hollowstorm's neck and then bolted away. Hollowstorm coughed, blood spattering across the grass. He muttered,"StarClan, be kind," before he closed his eyes and darkness enfolded him.
Minkpaw (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mink)
She/Her | Former RiverClanner


Curiosity with the strange had always ended up being Minkpaw's downfall. In this case, though, how could she not resist sating those curiosities, not when the cat she'd been watching for quite some time was... her grandfather. Minkpaw had never even known her father... her other father. Sure, Raccoonpelt had been her Papa, he'd been there for a while, but Raccoonpelt had always spoken of her and her siblings' other father, Flintfang, who'd gone missing and presumed dead during a dog attack on RiverClan. Aunt Reedwhisker had died in that same attack, Minkpaw had heard, and Aunt Silversnow had died later along with Minkpaw's littermate, Martenkit.

There was no use lamenting on all those lost now, since Raccoonpelt and Flintkit had gone missing not long after RiverClan had moved campsites during Gingerstar's rule, leaving Minkpaw all alone after the flood. The harshness of reality had stolen away the innocence of youth, and it had left Minkpaw floundering on her own like a fish out of water for a long time ...and eventually, it had led to her murder.

Flashes of her last few moments among the living took over Minkpaw's vision. Being drowned in Haven Springs, choking on water, unable to even turn and see her attacker. She'd died an unjust death - and the worst part was that Minkpaw wasn't even sure if her murderer was still alive and out there or not.

The pale-furred female had roamed StarClan's lands for a couple moons now, never able to track down her father Raccoonpelt, nor her brother or sister - Flintkit and Martenkit, nor the father and aunt she'd never met - Flintfang and Reedwhisker, and not her aunt Silversnow either.

She'd still been a confused haze, feeling detached and lost, when a StarClanner had stepped into her path and redirected her - they'd likely pitied her. But they'd told her she'd find a family member here, and here she was - silent as a ghost, standing behind Hollowstorm, one-eyed blue gaze fixed up on the back of her grandfather's head. Minkpaw had always been a short cat - frail and weak, the runt of her litter. And she didn't move, not an inch, unsure whether Hollowstorm would turn around on his own accord after he snapped out of whatever reverie he was having or if she was meant to call his name.

[ :p I wasn't sure if the post was open or not - if it wasn't, feel free to ignore oops i apologize for barging in w/ mink but tada !! flintfang was hollowstorm's bio son heh, and minkpaw is his daughter ]

[blxze.]

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Flutterpaw
Tags; None. Open

When Flutterpaw looked down, her
bleeding body. Her paws were sticky with her
own blood, but it was different. She couldn't
feel it. Flutterpaw understood she died, she
understood she'd been murdered. But when
she looked at Birdsnow, who's face was blank,
and switched to pure fury, and Garlicfeather, attempting
murder on her murderer, and all the other cats
who saw her body and broke into fury, she wept.
The tears streaming down her face, Flutterpaw
walked over to Garlicfeather, fighting Shadowtail.
He wouldn't hear her, but she wished he could...
feel her presence. Know she was safe now, that
she would never suffer again. "I didn't want to
die." she breathed, choking back sobs at the
grief of her mentor. "But I had to, Garlicfeather,
I had to!" her voice was scratchy from sobbing,
and saliva was building in her mouth. Swallowing it,
Flutterpaw buried her muzzle into Garlicfeather's fur,
bloody from her pelt, and it went straight through it.
Her heaving sobs racking her body, Flutterpaw took a
deep breath. "It's okay, Garlicfeather, I'm okay, I'm
alright, everything's alright!" FLutterpaw could barely
stand seeing what she did. With a shuddering breath, she
pulled away, taking one last look at her limp, golden-furred
body, ran toward it, and laid down in it. No luck. Waves
of horror, misery, and depression rained down on her mind, and
Flutterpaw was shaking so hard she couldn't stand it. So, she
ran up, up, up toward the stars, eyes closed and white tears
launching backward as she ran. When Flutterpaw opened her
eyes, She was in a camp of dead cats. Sobbing, she curled up
tight, and wished, begged, and prayed to go home. To her Mentor,
her clan.
Her family.

[braveleopard.]

Moonfoot

I sobbed uncontrollably. But for some reason, my pain was.. gone.

I opened my eyes. I was in a starry place with cats working star-flecked fur around me.

"Is this starclan?"

[Beanz]

Moonfoot

I sobbed uncontrollably. But for some reason, my pain was.. gone.

I opened my eyes. I was in a starry place with cats working star-flecked fur around me.

"Is this starclan?"


A silverly kit looked up towards the new commer. "hi!" she looked at it. "Yeah your dead"

[braveleopard.]

A silverly kit looked up towards the new commer. "hi!" she looked at it. "Yeah your dead"


Moonfoot

"Wha-WHAT?!!"

I collapse, sobbing.

I was dead-

with no loved ones at all..

[paris]

Moonfoot

I sobbed uncontrollably. But for some reason, my pain was.. gone.

I opened my eyes. I was in a starry place with cats working star-flecked fur around me.

"Is this starclan?"


https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6773&pictureid=48392

[ ¥ Sunglow ¥ ]
[ ¥ a dappled golden she-cat with amber eyes. ¥ ]
[ ¥ Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar ¥ ]

Sunglow noticed Moonfoot's awakening, and she turned her head to set a soft amber gaze on the new StarClan she-cat.

The golden, star-speckled warrior padded gracefully over to Moonfoot and dipped her head in greeting.

''Greetings, Moonfoot,'' The former ThunderClan warrior purred. ''My name is Sunglow. And yes, you are in StarClan.''

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6773&pictureid=48795

[ ¥ Shadowshine ¥ ]
[ ¥ a black-and-white she-cat with deep amber eyes. ¥ ]
[ ¥ Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar ¥ ]

Shadowshine noticed Sunglow greeting Moonfoot and padded over, dipping her head.

''Killed by Bumblestar, as well, hm?'' The black-and-white she-cat guessed. If Moonfoot had been, then it wasn't surprising.

[braveleopard.]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6773&pictureid=48392

[ ¥ Sunglow ¥ ]
[ ¥ a dappled golden she-cat with amber eyes. ¥ ]
[ ¥ Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar ¥ ]

Sunglow noticed Moonfoot's awakening, and she turned her head to set a soft amber gaze on the new StarClan she-cat.

The golden, star-speckled warrior padded gracefully over to Moonfoot and dipped her head in greeting.

''Greetings, Moonfoot,'' The former ThunderClan warrior purred. ''My name is Sunglow. And yes, you are in StarClan.''

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6773&pictureid=48795

[ ¥ Shadowshine ¥ ]
[ ¥ a black-and-white she-cat with deep amber eyes. ¥ ]
[ ¥ Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar ¥ ]

Shadowshine noticed Sunglow greeting Moonfoot and padded over, dipping her head.

''Killed by Bumblestar, as well, hm?'' The black-and-white she-cat guessed. If Moonfoot had been, then it wasn't surprising.

Moonfoot

"I'm Moonfoot. And yes, bumblestar killed me."

I point to the now-scarred, starry marks across my throat.

"Could you guys maybe show me around?"

[Beanz]

Pricklestep blinked his eyes as he looked around. He was just attacking someone just a second ago and than he woke up here? Where am I? he scanned the clearing as his eyes fell on Moonfoot he rushed over and purred sobbing. 'I thought you where dead?!"


leopard.

[braveleopard.]

Pricklestep blinked his eyes as he looked around. He was just attacking someone just a second ago and than he woke up here? Where am I? he scanned the clearing as his eyes fell on Moonfoot he rushed over and purred sobbing. 'I thought you where dead?!"


leopard.

Moonfoot

I whipped around, tearing away from the other cats. I spotted my mate's limp paw at a crooked angle.

"I- you're-"

I blink and happy tears fall.

"You too? Welcome to starclan, love."

I groom my mate's ruffled, starry fur and purr.

[Beanz]

leopard.

He cried as he ran into Moonfoot and hugged her. "but that means.." he looked at the ground. "Were dead?"

[braveleopard.]

leopard.

He cried as he ran into Moonfoot and hugged her. "but that means.." he looked at the ground. "Were dead?"

Moonfoot

"Yeah. I think this is starclan's camp."

I inspect his paw.

"Last thing I remember is a tom screaming and thundering paws as I was bleeding. Did you go at bumblestar for me?" I ask, cleaning the salty tears from his cheeks.

[Beanz]

Pricklestep nodded/ 'I tried my best but it didn't work the dark forest must curse that cat" he groweled and than purred at his mates touch/ "I remember falling next t you uh body"
leopard.

[braveleopard.]

Pricklestep nodded/ 'I tried my best but it didn't work the dark forest must curse that cat" he groweled and than purred at his mates touch/ "I remember falling next t you uh body"
leopard.

Moonfoot

I hugged him tighter.

"We're all we need."

[Beanz]

leopard.

He nodded "I just hate how we never got to have kits.." he mumbled as he licked his mate shoulder.

[braveleopard.]

leopard.

He nodded "I just hate how we never got to have kits.." he mumbled as he licked his mate shoulder.

Moonfoot

"Maybe we could go to the Conveant Of The Sky later? I think they judge weather a cat can go back to life or not"

I put my paw on top of his.

"We'll have children one way or another.."

[Beanz]

Moonfoot

"Maybe we could go to the Conveant Of The Sky later? I think they judge weather a cat can go back to life or not"

I put my paw on top of his.

"We'll have children one way or another.."


he purred. "Your so smart!" he wrapped his tail with hers.

[braveleopard.]

he purred. "Your so smart!" he wrapped his tail with hers.

Moonfoot

"Maybe we should explore this place while we can? I've always wondered what starclan looked like."

I pull my mate along, exiting the camp onto a starry path.

[Beanz]

Moonfoot

"Maybe we should explore this place while we can? I've always wondered what starclan looked like."

I pull my mate along, exiting the camp onto a starry path.


Pricklestep followed her and smiled. "At least we aren't in the dark forest!"

[braveleopard.]

Pricklestep followed her and smiled. "At least we aren't in the dark forest!"

Moonfoot

"very true."

[Beanz]

Moonfoot

"very true."



He purred as he licked her cheek. "Look its so pretty!"

[braveleopard.]

He purred as he licked her cheek. "Look its so pretty!"

https://i.ibb.co/PQYQh95/Moonfootby-Bat.png
art by @/FruitBatz!

Moonfoot

I look around.

"Yeah, it's beautiful!"

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(im so happy fruitbaz finished this header of moonfoot! what do you think?)

[Beanz]

[Seriously the cutest header ever!]


Pricklefoot smiled as he twirled his tail with Moonfoots. "Its not has pretty as you are!" he purred
leopard.

[paris]

Sunglow
a dappled golden pseudo-tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar
____

A glow lit the clearing, bright enough for Sunglow to notice.

Eyes narrowing against the light of the cat entering StarClan, the golden she-cat recognized who it was immediately.

´´Moontail!´´ She gasped.

Getting to her paws, Sunglow rushed over, touching her nose to Moontail´s.

´´Killed by Bumblestar, I suppose,´´ Sunglow grunted, inspecting the torn wound across her friend´s throat. The golden warrior had the same wound on her throat to match the white molly´s. ´´I´m not surprised.´´

The golden she-cat´s eyes widened as she saw two to at least four kits surrounding the now star-speckled queen.

´´Your kits didn´t even get a chance to live..´´ Sunglow whispered. ´´Bumblestar took nearly five lives.´´

[ RoboPrism ]

[RoboPrism]

Sunglow
a dappled golden pseudo-tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Formerly ThunderClan - Killed by Bumblestar
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A glow lit the clearing, bright enough for Sunglow to notice.

Eyes narrowing against the light of the cat entering StarClan, the golden she-cat recognized who it was immediately.

´´Moontail!´´ She gasped.

Getting to her paws, Sunglow rushed over, touching her nose to Moontail´s.

´´Killed by Bumblestar, I suppose,´´ Sunglow grunted, inspecting the torn wound across her friend´s throat. The golden warrior had the same wound on her throat to match the white molly´s. ´´I´m not surprised.´´

The golden she-cat´s eyes widened as she saw two to at least four kits surrounding the now star-speckled queen.

´´Your kits didn´t even get a chance to live..´´ Sunglow whispered. ´´Bumblestar took nearly five lives.´´

[ RoboPrism ]

Moontail blinked her eyes open to stare across a lake like ground and starry sky. Her fur seemed to glow and shimmer. Her eyes were suddenly filled with the view of unmistakable gold fur.

Sunglow... It's you...
So this was StarClan?
Though she was happy to see her again, she gazed in shock. Would she see her...?

Suddenly, Sunglow's eyes seemed distracted to the ground surrounding Moontail, where several, small bundles of ghostly furred kits tumbled and rubbed against her haunches.

"...Your kits didn't even get a chance to live..."
Though they were before her, and she made sure she could touch them... the words rang in her ears. What a terrible mother...
"Yes... I couldn't wait... I wasn't patient enough and I let a few words get to me..."
She sneered at herself. "I should have been able to bring them to Hollowfoot. I doubt Bumblestar was about to let me live even if I could have birthed them... My loves.."
She herded them all close, licking their smooth fur.
"I'm sorry..."
She gazed up to Sunglow at last. "To you as well.. I didn't realize just how claw-happy that Bumblestar was... I shouldn't have expected any heart to come from that one..." She growled, her fur bristling out at the image of the cat in her head.

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Minkpaw (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mink)
She/Her | Former RiverClanner


Curiosity with the strange had always ended up being Minkpaw's downfall. In this case, though, how could she not resist sating those curiosities, not when the cat she'd been watching for quite some time was... her grandfather. Minkpaw had never even known her father... her other father. Sure, Raccoonpelt had been her Papa, he'd been there for a while, but Raccoonpelt had always spoken of her and her siblings' other father, Flintfang, who'd gone missing and presumed dead during a dog attack on RiverClan. Aunt Reedwhisker had died in that same attack, Minkpaw had heard, and Aunt Silversnow had died later along with Minkpaw's littermate, Martenkit.

There was no use lamenting on all those lost now, since Raccoonpelt and Flintkit had gone missing not long after RiverClan had moved campsites during Gingerstar's rule, leaving Minkpaw all alone after the flood. The harshness of reality had stolen away the innocence of youth, and it had left Minkpaw floundering on her own like a fish out of water for a long time ...and eventually, it had led to her murder.

Flashes of her last few moments among the living took over Minkpaw's vision. Being drowned in Haven Springs, choking on water, unable to even turn and see her attacker. She'd died an unjust death - and the worst part was that Minkpaw wasn't even sure if her murderer was still alive and out there or not.

The pale-furred female had roamed StarClan's lands for a couple moons now, never able to track down her father Raccoonpelt, nor her brother or sister - Flintkit and Martenkit, nor the father and aunt she'd never met - Flintfang and Reedwhisker, and not her aunt Silversnow either.

She'd still been a confused haze, feeling detached and lost, when a StarClanner had stepped into her path and redirected her - they'd likely pitied her. But they'd told her she'd find a family member here, and here she was - silent as a ghost, standing behind Hollowstorm, one-eyed blue gaze fixed up on the back of her grandfather's head. Minkpaw had always been a short cat - frail and weak, the runt of her litter. And she didn't move, not an inch, unsure whether Hollowstorm would turn around on his own accord after he snapped out of whatever reverie he was having or if she was meant to call his name.

[ :p I wasn't sure if the post was open or not - if it wasn't, feel free to ignore oops i apologize for barging in w/ mink but tada !! flintfang was hollowstorm's bio son heh, and minkpaw is his daughter ]



Hollowstorm

Hollowstorm turned around, feeling a gaze burning on his back. "Who are you?" he asked, confused. He'd been an asshole in life, but it seemed like this she-cat... wanted to talk to him? "Look, whoever you are. You've probably got the wrong cat. I sucked in life, I suck here. My mate dumped me, my kits barely met their father before I left RiverClan, and sometimes I felt like I was a living puppet, my only purpose to become powerful." He self-consciously ran his paw over the scar on his throat. "And I died at the paws of a rouge. I'm nobody."

[Rose]

Hollowstorm

Hollowstorm turned around, feeling a gaze burning on his back. "Who are you?" he asked, confused. He'd been an asshole in life, but it seemed like this she-cat... wanted to talk to him? "Look, whoever you are. You've probably got the wrong cat. I sucked in life, I suck here. My mate dumped me, my kits barely met their father before I left RiverClan, and sometimes I felt like I was a living puppet, my only purpose to become powerful." He self-consciously ran his paw over the scar on his throat. "And I died at the paws of a rouge. I'm nobody."Minkpaw (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mink)
She/Her | Former RiverClanner


Curiosity killed the cat. Okay, no, Minkpaw was totally fine. She did side-eye Hollowstorm with one pale blue eye as he went off with his tangent, however. And once he was done, she cocked her head to the side. ". . .Okay." She hadn't asked, but that was... interesting. Minkpaw had been the one to approach him, after all, not the other way around.

Her lips pursed, single eye narrowed slightly as she attempted to focus on her words. Minkpaw was not good with other cats. She didn't have any communication skills, and on top of that, her overall oddness had never helped. "Minkpaw." Her voice was slightly stilted. She hadn't talked to anyone in StarClan since being sent up here. "I. My fathers. They were named Flintfang and Raccoonpelt..?" Her gaze drifted to her small paws. "You are my grandfather?"

[forest]

Minkpaw (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mink)
She/Her | Former RiverClanner


Curiosity killed the cat. Okay, no, Minkpaw was totally fine. She did side-eye Hollowstorm with one pale blue eye as he went off with his tangent, however. And once he was done, she cocked her head to the side. ". . .Okay." She hadn't asked, but that was... interesting. Minkpaw had been the one to approach him, after all, not the other way around.

Her lips pursed, single eye narrowed slightly as she attempted to focus on her words. Minkpaw was not good with other cats. She didn't have any communication skills, and on top of that, her overall oddness had never helped. "Minkpaw." Her voice was slightly stilted. She hadn't talked to anyone in StarClan since being sent up here. "I. My fathers. They were named Flintfang and Raccoonpelt..?" Her gaze drifted to her small paws. "You are my grandfather?"


Hollowstorm

"Minkpaw? Hm. Interesting." he mewed. He hadn't known a Minkpaw, but he had known a Flintfang. Like everyone else, he'd hated him, but Flintfang was the only cat who'd maybe wanted to give him a second chance.

"You are my grandfather?"

Hollowstorm blinked, stunned into silence for a few heartbeats. "I don't remember naming one of Blossomflight's kits Flintkit." he said finally. But then it hit him. That short fling with... Lilyheart? "Is Flintfang Lilyheart's kit? Your... grandmother?" he asked. Maybe he couldn't be a father in life, but he could be a father here.

[Rose]

Hollowstorm

"Minkpaw? Hm. Interesting." he mewed. He hadn't known a Minkpaw, but he had known a Flintfang. Like everyone else, he'd hated him, but Flintfang was the only cat who'd maybe wanted to give him a second chance.

"You are my grandfather?"

Hollowstorm blinked, stunned into silence for a few heartbeats. "I don't remember naming one of Blossomflight's kits Flintkit." he said finally. But then it hit him. That short fling with... Lilyheart? "Is Flintfang Lilyheart's kit? Your... grandmother?" he asked. Maybe he couldn't be a father in life, but he could be a father here.Minkpaw (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mink)
She/Her | Former RiverClanner


"Lilyheart." Minkpaw agreed, and then blinked her good eye. Papa (Raccoonpelt) had told her of Father's (Flintfang) mother, and later... later Minkpaw had heard from someone else the tale of how she'd died. But Minkpaw didn't really like to talk, she was more of the selectively mute type, considering her belief that the Sun was evil and the Moon a savior usually had cats skittering the other way.

So instead she settled down in silence beside her grandfather, turning into a cat loaf. Neither of them really had much of anything to say to each other, and any attempt to converse would end up awkward, considering how socially awkward Minkpaw was. So instead, all she said was; "I'm Minkpaw. I drowned." (Because he had offered her his death description too, and that was how conversation went, yes?) and then rest her head on her paws and closed her eyes.

[ Wanted to wrap this up so we can start the Lostspark-Otterkit interaction !! :0 We can just off-screen the rest. ps. i will reply to your vm in a minute ]