RiverClan Skyridge

[gravekeeper.]

Goldenleaf had a burning question that he felt the need to let out. “Excuse me, Pikestar?” He meowed gently,”I-I know you probably won’t like me asking this, but, ever since Slatewhisker’s death, we haven’t had a deputy. Do you have anyone in mind for the position?”
@canineantics

[Faith.]

Dappledpaw crouched along the outskirts of the clearing. Too much was happening... She needed to get out of here... But she couldn't. The small apprentice had no escape, no way out... She folded her ears back, trembling, anxious as Pikestar leaped down, he was visibly furious. Dappledpaw noticed that it was directed towards Beastgrowl.



Exiled? Wow.... Dappledpaw never wanted to get on Pikestar's bad side... She watched in shock as Pikestar then shot out his paw, claws extended... She turned at the last second. Beastgrowl yelped, then hissed. Dappledpaw turned back to see him leaving camp... Too much. Too much...

[Open ig]

[Estelle]

Naturally when Gingerfrost (finally) arrived at the meeting, something was going on. A small crease formed above his brow as he looked from left to right, taking in the sight of Beastgrowl, Birdpaw and their entourage. Until Pikestar came jumping down. His green eyes silently followed the leader who was clearly seething with anger, gaze straight falling back on the previously mentioned duo again. The crease in his brow turned to a disgusted frown, realising what might've happened. He didn't step in - Pikestar and many others had it handled - but his eyes remained on the ex-warrior until this one left. They didn't need more trouble, let alone trouble such as that.

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker was a tad late to the meeting, only catching the end of Pikestars exile of Beastgrowl. A bewildered look was on his face, but he decided not to question it. He sat himself down, looking around for Specklepaw.

( Open - @The Heir Apparent )

[poppy]

// @elucky @canineantics @Fawnhearted @/aaaa everyone else & open to someone nice

The small ragdoll watched as more things unfolded in front of her, eyes wide as venomous words were spat at Beastgrowl. She tried to tune it out, though, instead looking down at her paws and fidgeted. Until she heard the sound of a feline jumping down from the Streamstone and look up sharply to see her father stalking over to Beastgrowl, a dangerous glint in his eyes. A look similar to the expression that Pikestar had had on the night that Birdpaw was killed. Her eyes darted from her father to the warrior in question, and a split second after her Dad's claws slid out, she was turning away as Beastgrowls face was torn into.

The verbal beration that Beastgrowl was being dealt from her father, in its own twisted way, made Birdpaw feel a small flicker of light weasel through the distress and anxiety that filled her heart. Hearing the words being snarled and spat at Beastgrowl made her feel this sense of security like she hadn't felt in a long time. Like her Dad really was there to protect her and keep her safe. this feeling of safety was something that she craved, something that she was so glad to have back.

Violence and cruel, aggressive words were not really something she usually condoned, and definitely not something she was able to handle, but right now, Birdpaw knew that Beastgrowl deserved this. If not wholly, then at least partially. the feelings that that warrior had caused her to feel... They weren't any feelings that sue was eager to have again.

But then, when movements too swift for her shaken state to register, Beastgrowl was coming closer to her once again, growling- were those threats? At her. The bloody clawmarks on the toms face ran with red, causing memories to flood her mind. Fake little princess. You'll need to be protected from ME. As a few drops of his blood dripped onto her pale, stricken face, she was absolutely frozen.

Then he was gone, screaming at her dad about how he was ruining RiverClan and other horrible things. Then the molly watched him run out of camp, jaws parted, and a quivering paw raising to try and wipe the blood off of her face, a wobbly, forced calm expression spreading over her face, the color still drained as she tried to calm down her anxieties again. Looking around for her dad, Birdpaw knew that he would need to continue with the meeting, so she wouldn't go and throw herself at him for a desperate comforting embrace. Not yet. So she just settled down, licking her paw and trying to keep it from shaking as she tries to wipe the crimson drops that were probably still there, using it as a distraction to calm down.

Okay. Maybe she could go and give him a little hug. Hurrying over to her dad, she leaned forward and tried to press her forehead into his shoulder. "Thank you, Daddy." She murmured, voice shaking only a little bit. Then, Birdpaw stepped back, waving her tail to let him know that she would be okay, and he could continue with the rest of the meeting. The silver and blue ragdoll vehemently hoped that the rest of the meeting would be positive. please.

[gravekeeper.]

@jupiter

Goldenleaf padded over to Birdpaw. “He’s gone now,” he promised in the most caring and supporting voice he could muster,”Now he won’t be able to hurt you ever again. No one will. All of RiverClan will make sure of that, I promise you. If anyone makes you feel uncomfortable, then stay away from them.” He wanted to make sure Birdpaw could feel safe again, especially considering what she just went through.

[Rizo]

~ Moonfrost | @jupiter ~

Emerging from the warriors den just in time to watch the fleeing form of Beastgrowl run from the camp, the dark tabby she-cat wove her way through the crowd of cats. Her rather excellent hearing had allowed the yowling from the clearing to wake her from slumber. She had heard most of the commotion, but it seemed that the remedy to the situation happened so quickly that there was no real need for her to act. Instead, the black tabby made her way to Birdpaw's side and gave the young she-cat a comforting chirp. This was her friend's daughter, and Moonfrost would defend and care for them as if she were her own.

[Captain]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Never once did the tall RiverClan leader’s partial gaze leave Beastgrowl, his eye burning with a hellfire that few had gotten the opportunity to witness before now. A few cats chanted Pikestar’s name with exhilaration, fueling the oriental tomcat’s fierce nature. His ear flicked towards Otterfluff, silent acknowledgement towards the dark brown-furred tom’s calm assurance that he would make sure this filth was gone from their land. Fogcloud would soon join him on that note, which relieved the clan leader, but he refused to take his eye off the ex-warrior. He even ignored Foxdusk’s idiotic words, fighting back all his crackling temptation to turn and snap at the minnowbrain. A small part of him was half-tempted to exile them along with Beastgrowl now, but Pikestar remained firm and focused on the true threat before him. The scarred tomcat glared at the long-furred oriental, blood dripping down his face and onto the dirt, growling more rotten words that the leader refused to respond to. Pikestar stood his ground, watching Beastgrowl as he fled the scene.

Like moths to a flame, Otterfluff and Fogcloud wasted no time dashing after the pitiful outcast. The dark-furred tomcat stayed there for another few seconds, staring at the camp’s entrance, where the three cats had disappeared. Pikestar gave an irritable huff and choked back the urge to spit at the ground with disgust. Honestly, he hoped Beastgrowl would start something out there and allow two of RiverClan’s warriors to slaughter him like the animal he is. And in that very moment, Pikestar didn’t hold a single second of regret for thinking that way, especially after what that odious perverted monster did to his daughter. They were far past the point of caring about if any clanmates thought their actions today were wrong.

Suddenly, something warm pressed into his shoulder and Pikestar turned his head to see Birdpaw burying her face into his fur. He bent down and licked the small ragdoll molly between her ears for a few seconds before they would both pull away. The long-furred tomcat was well aware that he had been far from a good dad to his daughter since he had become the clan leader, but he never wanted her to think he didn’t care. He did care, so very deeply, for everyone in RiverClan, especially those who were close to him. With that mess finally over, Pikestar turned back towards the Streamstone, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth as he made his way back through the crowd. There was a mixture of both pride and fear among his crowded clanmates, after seeing him react so harshly and for a second, he wondered if this could’ve been done differently. Was he just as brutal as Dawnstar? Maybe. But soon enough, he would come to accept this part of himself. The youths of their clan needed to be protected, not from just deadly rogues, but by some monstrous cats within their own ranks, it seemed. They would've done the same for any cat, not just Birdpaw.

Leaping back up onto the Streamstone, the oriental tomcat turned and sat down, his long ears twitching towards Goldenleaf’s words about a new deputy for RiverClan. “There is another matter that we must discuss before that.” Pikestar meowed, his tone once again this eerily sense of calm and collected, so very soon after doing such a violent act. “Let us continue this meeting without any further disruptions.” There were many things that they needed to get through, and the large RiverClan leader didn’t want to to dwell on the Beastgrowl event anymore―hopefully Otterfluff and Fogcloud would handle it until further notice. Taking in a deep breath, Pikestar swept his partial gaze across the sea of cats below before continuing. “Now, it has been brought to my attention that Fawnpaw has gone missing.” He stated, not wasting time, “Her scent has gone stale within the medicine cat den, though I do not believe that she is dead, just lost and now needs our help to bring her back home.” RiverClan could see it as favoritism or bias since the young medicine cat was basically a little sister to him, but he could care less about the opinions of others at a time like this. “Featherflame and Sunstone will be putting together search parties for her as soon as this meeting is concluded. Marigoldleap, I apologize for this, but I have to ask that you aid RiverClan with your knowledge in herbs and healing until further notice. I have no doubt that Fawnpaw would be grateful.” If anyone had a problem with that, they could take it up with him personally in his den after this meeting. If they dared.

 

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

Bluepaw gasped. Fawnpaw was GONE!?!?!? He felt faint but wanted to help. "I'll help with anything!" He raised his voice to almost yell it across the camp.

[*longfire*]

Peachpaw and Cinderpaw perked as fawnpaw was missing the murmmered among themselves about the news

Echoblue stayed Quiet and Listened Respectully

Swiftflight watched