StarClan Territory

[BEAR.]

"Hope that wasn't too cryptic for 'em," Jaystride said with a shake of his pelt. Dream hopping was kinda itchy! "Those two kids seemed kinda lost, huh?" If a plague didn't smarten them though, nothing would. ThunderClan had a rough time ahead - rougher than many of their past challenges.

[ @taillow ]

[taillow]

Part of the former ThunderClan leader worried over just how young these new medicine cats were for the Clan, which is probably why she had stayed as long as the stars had allowed her to, offering them a kind smile and warm look. Cindersky knew better than to underestimate Bumblestar, because at least these young ones would be growing up in a ThunderClan that cared for its youth.

"I have faith they will be able to untangle the mess of omens," the silver dappled she-cat mused, glancing at her companion as they appeared back in the skies. "But yes, they did appear a bit... unsure of everything." Her worry betrayed her as she glanced behind her once again. "But they are ThunderClan; greatness is in their blood. I am sure with the help of the cats mentioned in the prophecy, they will all come out of this unscathed - and for the better."

[ @BEAR. ]

[BEAR.]

"You're beginning to sound like an elder, Cinds." It wasn't without amusement - Jaystride thought the 'wise spirit' talk was funny and so in-line with her. She was always a smart cat, her self-isolation in death just made her come back... more wizardy.

"Well, regardless of their uncertainty Bumblestar's gonna whip 'em into shape real fast. If they can't keep up, she ain't gonna tolerate it." It reminded him .. of someone, though he pushed the thought aside. These kids had a better start, a thousand times over - if they faltered it would be different.

Stars, he wished that damned badger hadn't cornered him. If he could experience ThunderClan as-present... it'd be like a dream come true. Who woulda thought one of the kids they looked after could go on to bring stability to their broken Clan?

A shake of his head. Then, Jaystride reached to bop Cinds on her nose before he took off. "Last one to the Windtorn Oak is a rotten egg!"

[ @taillow ]

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Blazingstar]
Former Leader of WindClan
​No Purrks

Large paws tread carefully alongside the border. There'd been break-ins and he could see the barrier thinning slowly. It was quite worrying and most of StarClan didn't seem to care. However, Blazingstar wasn't here today for that, no. He was seeking someone. Curious to have a conversation with him. He wanted answers, if he could even pry answers out of him. Surely, the strange warrior would be around here somewhere...

@dino.

[wolfie]

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ [ COWTUFT ‼ ] ˚｡⋆ ༘˚✧

┆彡 THE MARTYR

| DARK FOREST RESIDENT | 28 MOONS (AT DEATH) ✮✮✮

✩｡°°｡✩ he . . him ➔ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears. scars cover his neck. x-marks on his shoulders and his left hindleg is covered in burn scars

╭₊˚purrks﹕monkey's paw, the collector, herb knowledge, kitty softpaws ₊˚੭
✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

⌦ .｡.:* ✮ @/open 2 both df cats or stc cats wanting to help.. one of them lol ||

He never tried to go close to StarClan's border. He heard of the whispers of it being ripped, slowly splitting apart; flickering in and out. He did not want to see the faces of bystanders, could not fathom truly meeting the stars he had spent idolizing for the majority of his short life. Who had left WindClan to suffer again and again. Expect, it is that mere reason that brings Cowtuft near. The flames that had started to effulge their territory again. He had tried to -- do something. To break the lines between the dead and the alive, to fulfil the stories he had heard. Stars, it wasn't exactly easy per se when you were on the run.

Large paws slammed against the ground, mismatched irises looking back behind him. Water dripped down his long, fluffy fur as his pupils dilated with fear once it caught onto the white and brown splotched tom. His sinister grin gleaming in the light as he let out a cackling laugh, as if this was a simple game Flickerlight couldn't bore of. He didn't understand his hatred, he hadn't done anything to the other, oh, not truly.

"Ooohh, Cooww!!!! WHEEERE we goin' this TIMEE?" Came the warrior cooing vindictively, and Cowtuft only turned away. His hindleg ached, difficult to run on three legs but — his home was in danger again. Lightningstorm, Twilightstar, Firestorm and her (,,many) kits — all of them.

A yelp escaped from the former medicine cat once numb frontpaws tripped over a rock, suddenly for a split second it felt as if his fur was on fire. he could Feel It Burn at the ends, his soul, he was dying - he was dying all over again. And then it stops, and suddenly Cowtuft is looking at bright, healthy green grass. Trees with leaves loom over him. He glances back, seeing Flickerlight had stopped at the other side of the border. Oh. Oh he was going to be sick.

Flickerlight cocked his head to the side, frowning at the situation before jumping at the border. He would launch himself over, only to be threw back a good tail-lengths. Cowtuft blinked rapidly, "Blehh, " he stuck his tongue out, finally feeling a brief moment of triumph over his tormentor. Which was short lasted when the Dark Forest warrior only stood back up and started to slice at the border wildly, ripping it further.

With a sharp squeak, Cowtuft is turning around and darting into the greener territory. Thank the stars, because it wasn't long before Flickerlight broke through into StarClan territory. Jeez!!!! He hoped their camp was close, or something. (and he hoped they could DO something. Or, at least - he would - destroy their camp. yeah, then they would HAVE to help,, somehow.)

[Cinnamiontail]

Originally Posted by wolfie

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ [ COWTUFT ‼ ] ˚｡⋆ ༘˚✧

┆彡 THE MARTYR

| DARK FOREST RESIDENT | 28 MOONS (AT DEATH) ✮✮✮

✩｡°°｡✩ he . . him ➔ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears. scars cover his neck. x-marks on his shoulders and his left hindleg is covered in burn scars

╭₊˚purrks﹕monkey's paw, the collector, herb knowledge, kitty softpaws ₊˚੭
✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

⌦ .｡.:* ✮ @/open 2 both df cats or stc cats wanting to help.. one of them lol ||

He never tried to go close to StarClan's border. He heard of the whispers of it being ripped, slowly splitting apart; flickering in and out. He did not want to see the faces of bystanders, could not fathom truly meeting the stars he had spent idolizing for the majority of his short life. Who had left WindClan to suffer again and again. Expect, it is that mere reason that brings Cowtuft near. The flames that had started to effulge their territory again. He had tried to -- do something. To break the lines between the dead and the alive, to fulfil the stories he had heard. Stars, it wasn't exactly easy per se when you were on the run.

Large paws slammed against the ground, mismatched irises looking back behind him. Water dripped down his long, fluffy fur as his pupils dilated with fear once it caught onto the white and brown splotched tom. His sinister grin gleaming in the light as he let out a cackling laugh, as if this was a simple game Flickerlight couldn't bore of. He didn't understand his hatred, he hadn't done anything to the other, oh, not truly.

"Ooohh, Cooww!!!! WHEEERE we goin' this TIMEE?" Came the warrior cooing vindictively, and Cowtuft only turned away. His hindleg ached, difficult to run on three legs but — his home was in danger again. Lightningstorm, Twilightstar, Firestorm and her (,,many) kits — all of them.

A yelp escaped from the former medicine cat once numb frontpaws tripped over a rock, suddenly for a split second it felt as if his fur was on fire. he could Feel It Burn at the ends, his soul, he was dying - he was dying all over again. And then it stops, and suddenly Cowtuft is looking at bright, healthy green grass. Trees with leaves loom over him. He glances back, seeing Flickerlight had stopped at the other side of the border. Oh. Oh he was going to be sick.

Flickerlight cocked his head to the side, frowning at the situation before jumping at the border. He would launch himself over, only to be threw back a good tail-lengths. Cowtuft blinked rapidly, "Blehh, " he stuck his tongue out, finally feeling a brief moment of triumph over his tormentor. Which was short lasted when the Dark Forest warrior only stood back up and started to slice at the border wildly, ripping it further.

With a sharp squeak, Cowtuft is turning around and darting into the greener territory. Thank the stars, because it wasn't long before Flickerlight broke through into StarClan territory. Jeez!!!! He hoped their camp was close, or something. (and he hoped they could DO something. Or, at least - he would - destroy their camp. yeah, then they would HAVE to help,, somehow.)

Stomach heaving Lightleap got up. She was new and had died pregnant and went to starclan early.