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Originally Posted by taillow

Dusklion - RiverClan Deputy

This place felt eerie now, stepping paw in it after so long. The deputy ignored the tightness around her heart at the thought of disturbing the rest of these cats. Countless warriors who had given their lives for RiverClan, some who she didn't know and others who Dusklion... did. Goosefury, for one. It made her wonder just briefly if this was right. But the thought of her Clanmates coming here to grieve, letting their walls down, and then being ambushed by cats from the other three Clans because the cowards had taken advantage of their disappearance and stunk up their territory... she would burn the whole forest down if that happened.

So, the best course of action, was to move the ones they could to the new gravesite, which would be the abandoned twoleg den they had stayed at. It had significance, and would hopefully be closer to the new camp whenever they found that. "...Thanks for comin' with me, you two," Dusklion looked up to her companions, Deerspark and Carpthroat. She had been surprised when the both of them had agreed to her request, because she was convinced that she would have to do it alone. Digging up bones and corpses, and moving them? No cat in the entire Clan would ever want to do that, despite the logical reasoning the deputy had - prevent the other three Clans from having an advantage over them of knowing their territory.

"We'll be movin' 'em to the abandoned twoleg den, 'n that'll be our Clan's new gravesite. I'm hopin' the new camp isn't too far from the den since Fades 'n I talked about scoutin' near the cliffs of Lionsbeach, 'n the den is already close to Lionsrange." Looking back to the mounds, Dusklion sucked in a breath. "Once we dig 'em up, we'll bring 'em over where the... the graves we dug from the battle are. I think Duskleaf tucked them around this closed-off area, so they'll be protected..."

After a moment the deputy allowed silence to flutter down between them, wishing that she could just close her eyes, open them, and have this already be done. Her heart sent a silent prayer that Fury and Lions would forgive her for what she was about to do in the name of keeping RiverClan safe. "...You ready?"

[ Deerspark - @Marigoldwhisper Carpthroat - @paedyn ]

Originally Posted by paedyn

Carpthroat
RiverClan Warrior - 25 Moons - She / Her

Carpthroat dipped her head to Dusklion. ´´It´s the least we can do,´´ She replied, green eyes glittering with unreadable emotions. ´´Besides, I agree that they should be moved. The other Clans drove us out once, and I bet that, in time, they´ll most certainly try again. I wouldn´t want our deceased Clanmates to be trampled over by the very same cats who killed them.´´

A shudder ran down Carpthroat´s spine. ´´I wouldn´t put it past Twilightstar, Bumblestar, and Dawnstar to team up and drive us out again.´´

In all honesty, Carpthroat would like to sink her claws into Twilightstar for the things she´d done, and although she´d never admit it in front of Dusklion, she was sure that the RiverClan Deputy felt the same way.

The massive, marbled rosetted tabby shouldered her way through the undergrowth until she reached the graves. With a respectful nod to Dusklion and Deerspark, Carpthroat lowered her head to pay her respects for a quick moment.

After a few heartbeats, the RiverClanner lifted her head and began to dig, her huge paws making wonders as they scraped up the dirt rather quickly. She grabbed the body that lay in the grave by the scruff and hauled it out, stopping in front of Dusklion. ´´I wish more cats would´ve volunteered,´´ She mewed. ´´At least we would have had more help with carrying the bodies over to the Twoleg den.´´

[ @taillow // @Marigoldwhisper // @Oliver - saw you wanted to add seab, so here´s a mention! o7 ]

[Deerspark]
He, Him\Warrior\26 moons\Riverclan
"Da da da we're dead-"

Purrks: One With The Warren [ACTIVE]
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In truth, Deerspark never really liked Sleepy Thicket. It was coated with this feeling of unease that the tom couldn't shake no matter how hard he tried. Yet he was here, shocker. No seriously, shocker. Deerspark wasn't the kind to run... Most times, but he certainly did when things just flat out freaked him out. This was one of those things and yet he was still here, his paws thudding onto the ground in a trot before digging into the earth to stop himself as his clanmates halted. He gave the two cats a sideways green glance before he stared at his paws, his ears twitching at every mew that wizzed through the air. Copper filled his nose with every breath he took and he was quick to find it's source. It was all around, everywhere.

"No... Problem." Deerspark shuffled himself uncomfortably but acknowledged Dusklion's words of thanks. They shouldn't go unanswered. Deerspark hadn't been a stranger to moving corpses across the forest floor to get to point A to point B. It was a horrible task but not one he was incapable nor scared of doing, so he felt if anycat were fit for the job, it would be him. Jeez, what did that say about him? Did he lack empathy? Wait, he knew that wasn't true.

The Two-leg den? Deerspark was honestly fine with anything as long as they would rest in peace and not mutilated pieces. He gave his fur one last good shake before he gave the deputy a sideways nod before trotting off to pick a corpse by the scruff and gently drag them over. He wasn't sure who this cat was which made his heart slightly twist for them. Nocat deserved to go unremembered, even the most "insignificant". He could only hope they had loved ones somewhere. "Ready..." He murmured between fur.

Then the air shifted, a new and undefined smell lifting into the air. Deerspark craned his neck, her green eyes widening just the slightest to look at whatever may how found it's way here. It didn't smell like any other clan (thank the stars...) but it smelt oddly familiar? Wait, since when did the stars come out during the day? Deerspark wasn't just---

"ACK!" The tom exclaimed, his short tail bushing up in alarm. He was certain he'd seen a ghost, and he had. His eyes remained in its wide position, slightly embarrassed by his yelp of surprise. He had surely been startled, especially since this cat had a voice that wasn't similar to Dusklion nor Carpthroat. So Deerspark just stared and gawked, slowly adjusting the maw of another dead clanmate in his jaws. "S... Sure. Yeah. Urm." Okay, all in favor of leaving please raise your paws? As cool as the experience was it felt so odd and unnatural.

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