New enforcers, that was of little news. Though the commander figured she'd better set up an enforcer meeting for when this meeting ended. The last few had been rather boring, maybe this one with new enforcers would be a bit more entertaining. New enforcers, like new warriors were fun, so ambitious and ready for things. Larkfire hadn't ever really lost her drive which was nice, hopefully Hawkbite and Nighthound would be the same.
But it turned out to be the deputy announcement that found the most intrigue with the black and white she-cat. Vulturefang! A tingle of excitement ran through the enforcer's pelt. Shadows, it's been a bit! She hadn't spoken with the marred former outsider in what was surely too long, but she couldn't help the spark of excitement at the prospect of working a bit closer with him now. She rose to her paws but looked back at Elmshadow and paused. She'd have to find Vulturefang after the meeting to harass him a bit. Maybe she'd even invite the new rank to the enforcer meeting to be initiated with the other newbies. She giggled as she resettled herself beside the medicine cat. Dawnstar was starting warrior ceremonies.
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Ears perking up, the feline whipped her head around to look in the direction of her mother, Woollyfeather, a large, beaming grin quick to form on the young molly’s maw. Just the perfect cat that Ravenkit wanted to see. “Mama Woolly!” she chirped, shuffling herself closer to the lilac point as she excitedly tapped her front paws against the ground, nodding nimbly to the question that her mother stated. She would definitely wish to sit with her mother. All of the recent upbringings of this meeting have only just made the mottled molly’s brain confused and questioning most of the things that Dawny spewed. Looking back up at her mother figure, Ravenkit pressed her smaller body against her own as she sat right by her, glancing up at her mother with a questionable glint in her yellow depths. “Why did ThunderClan kill our medicine cat apprentice? It’s a mean action to do and we should give them payback.” She admitted, both majorly upset and confused for the whole situation. Why did they actually do it? Was it because they were greedy? She wasn’t sure, but she hoped to know the answer soon enough.
Woollyfeather felt at ease to have her daughter sit next to her. Her tail snaked it's way to hold the mottled kitten closer, and to comfort the unease she clearly saw on her face.
The ear out of Ravinkit's sight flicked as she asked about what Dawnstar just announced.
She thought about it for a very long moment before carefully answering. "I don't know why they'd want to kill her, sweetheart."
She had several ideas, but... all of it was speculation. There wasn't a way to know why they'd done it, just that it happened.
And that they would find a way to get back at them.
Her heart should have sank at the way Ravenkit asked about how they'd be taking revenge. She wasn't even an apprentice yet and already found an interest in such topics. "I believe Dawnstar plans to use our little fox problem as a means to an end. To drive them onto ThunderClan territory and let them deal with the fallout."
There was an element of genius to it that she couldn't be sure if the mottled molly understood, but the political structure and the art of feigning ignorance or innocence was probably not something she should be introducing her to at such a young age.
She bent down to gently press her nose to her head. "Don't you worry too much, we'll make it work somehow. We always do."
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He was a little late to join the game, choosing to see Elmshadow to ease the ache in his jaw before sitting out the meeting. He caught the end of Dawnstars conversation about kit curriculums and gathering requirements. The latter was something he appreciated, he had been to two of the things, neither of which provided him with any substance. His stomach turned as Dawnstar announced two new enforcers, not out of jealousy as one might expect, but from something that was as close as the emotionally disconnected teen could manage of mourning. However as the queen spoke with the word deputy falling out of her mouth, it turned to something of regret and anger. Mostly turned into himself and the uselessness he felt, moons of that position sitting empty, and he had not stepped close to filling it. He was being overly pessimistic, he knew that. But it was the thoughts of a calico molly glaring down at him, with such disdain that it made his small frame tremble under her gaze, that racked his mind in this moment.
He wasn't sure why, it had been a long time since he thought of his mother. The woman who had disappeared not long after his apprentice ceremony, one he hadn't thought of in many moons. But as Dawnstar called his name forward, he could think of nothing but. She would be so disappointed in him now, becoming a warrior so late, failing at his one step to stardom, immortality, even just in the eyes of his queen. Part of him knew the woman would never be proud of him, that he would have always been scum in her eyes just because of his heritage, he had done plenty of self-reflection in the past, even if it had landed him nowhere in the depths of his consciousness. An even smaller part knew that her prejudice was the reason he pushed everyone away, why in this moment there was no one for him to glance to, to give him even an ounce of praise, despite the lies he told himself he knew even if he would never dare to say it aloud.
Despite his earlier sentiment, there was someone he wanted to find in the crowd, maybe even two someone's. But he couldn't, it made no sense. One was his bloodsworn enemy ( @Rose ) and the other a nepotistic child he barely knew ( @JackHunt_17 ). So instead his eyes trailed along the dirt beneath him as he joined the other soon-to-be-made warriors. Until his jaw set ( much to the dismay of his wretched tooth) and he glanced up at Dawnstar.
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First, the new deputy was announced. Cougarbite was a little disappointed it wasn't himself but he knew his chances weren't very high, and he chanted the new deputy's name with the rest of the clan.
Then Cougarbite heard the name of the older apprentice he'd helped with some training be called up for his warrior ceremony and he then spotted the tom, Aspenpaw, in the crowd. He went over to him and gave him a nod. "Congrats." He said.
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It seemed her wishes were heard. Among her worries and woes, the strong voice of Dawnstar cut through the crowd announcing not one, but two new enforcers. But that wasn’t what caught her attention, nor what had the white she-cat perk up with such surprise – good surprise. The two names called were names she was fairly familiar with, names of cats she’d spoken to before and enjoyed the company of. Hawkbite and Nighthound. One quickly growing to be a dear friend to her, and the other a great father to his little ones. Nightshiver couldn’t help the smile that drew on her lips at the news, a single paw raising slightly. For a moment, she forgot her previous concerns and felt giddy like a young child trying their first piece of prey. She was so happy for them! Mismatched eyes came to seek out both toms in the crowd, secretly hoping they’d catch her eye so she could show them a happy giddy smile – a silent congratulations to the two.
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Following these two joyful promotions, came another, far more unexpected one. The queen’s ears gave a flicker hearing Dawnstar, after moons, announce a deputy. And for a few moments, she was quiet with surprise. She’d almost expected the leader not to choose a deputy until she was nearing her last life… But perhaps those were just extravagant thoughts. Dawnstar had surely just been waiting on a suitable candidate. Which apparently was Vulturefang. Nightshiver was largely unfamiliar with the large feline, didn’t quite know him. But if Dawnstar found him suitable, then it must be so, yes? Oh she secretly hoped he might be nice, perhaps like Beastspark once was. That would be nice, more approachable. Or maybe she was just being nostalgic, these history lessons did remind her of many things... Both good and bad. She silently smiled Vulturefang’s way before returning her attention on the dark-furred leader, calling up apprentices for what could only be warrior ceremonies – hopefully. That was nice.
Darkcloud watched silently she hadn't expected Vulturefang to be chosen deputy but she would have to accept it even though she had her eyes set on that position.
Spiritpaw blinked. And then she blinked again. Who was Virustooth? She looked around to try and figure out where he was, landing on a cat who seemed to be stared at intensely. She slipped through the crowd to look at the scarred tom. "What's the big deal? You look like you just lost a ton of fights?" Why did he get to be deputy when she was so much better at winning? Like, she wasn't missing fur or anything, and she had gotten away from dogs and found a body so haha. "Wanna fight?" No training, but she could solo this guy.
Well.... that was unexpected...
When he first joined this hell hole, he wouldn't of guessed he'd end up in this position.... Deputy... Huh. It sure wasn't something you heard everyday.
While the news was surprising, he wasn't against it. This would add some much needed spice to his life, even though this probably meant his sleep schedule would be screwed up for sometime. But I digress, this new change obviously meant something.... And that something was that Dawnstar liked him enough to give him this title... Who would've known that the mighty leader stooped low enough to choose him of all cats? Wasn't that the sweetest thing ever? Snips must be in a generous mood today, because that was the only plausible reason to why he was selected.
Fixing his posture, he felt a faint grin crawl across his scarred face. "Well god damn, Doll-face!" he sniffed " Me as deputy? I'm honored, I really am! Just don't be blown away when I knock this out of the park... Or in other words, I won't let ya down Snips. " Alright, let's try not to push it. He was sure she only could handle so much from his miserable trap. And it would be a shame to loose this title on the same day he got it. Chuckling lightly, he batted a wink in her direction before falling back into a more comfortable position. This would be fun! He would be stuck with Dawnstar and her goons for the rest of his life. Whether this was a good thing, he wasn't sure... But heck, he didn't seem to have a choice.
Giving a contented sigh, Vulturefang flicked his shredded ear tips as the cats around the clan chanted both the new Enforcers name, and his name. Now that was something to hear! Call it narcissistic, but the feeling of pride only fueled his motivation to impress the mighty Dawnstar and this beautiful cult. It almost brought tears to his eyes! Ha, just kidding no it didn't.
While letting his excitement fizzle down, he felt his attention drift to someone who was speaking to him directly. Lifting an unimpressed brow at the apprentice, he scoffed ever so slightly. " What's the big deal? Well me of course. " he stated. " And for your information kid, I never lose a fight. These scars were earned... Whether that be from stupidity of bravery, I'll leave that unanswered. " Not wanting to get into a bicker battle with an apprentice, he dismissed the punk with a flick of his tail " Maybe some other time kid, now get lost." Huffing, he resumed a dead panned expression as he waited for the meeting to continue.
Ruekit Ferreted up onto her back paws to Watch the Crowd and What the Scary Bat Queen... Good gosh she was quite as Scary as a Bat... but Good gravy she had quite a lot to say today!!!
Ruekit swayed before tumbling backwards... now on her back with her paws stretched Skywards She Got ta Thinking... Thunderclan Had Killed Miss Ivyies? Ivyies Da Snake Master and Healer? dat was Bad, Bad, Bad! Thunderclan Bad Squirrelers Indeed... She tilted her head a little at the mention of Vulturefang becoming the Deputy....
Vulturefang... huh... Wasn't he the scary guy with the possum like face? or was he the one that looked like he'd got his snoot stuck in a fire? Oh good gravy ruekit was a Bit Confused... She lost that train of thought though as soon as she got it when she noticed a Butterfly... Butterflies where more interestin' The Figuring out who Vultury Da Fanged one Was.....
she gave a squeal of delight when the butterfly landed on her nose, triggering a sneezing fit... which only mad the she-cat feel more bubbly... she wondered why no one else could ever just lighten up and be as carefree as she felt at the moment? maybe the other cats where just crazy or somethin'
Mama Woolly didn’t know why the meanie Thunderkitties wanted to kill Ivysnake? That’s unfortunate, but Ravenkit didn’t dwell too deep into it. It wasn’t like she was going to have any answers to her question anyways, and it sure as hell didn’t seem like Dawny or any of the other warriors was going to explain the situation into more depth; it was just a small patrol that got engaged with a fox and ThunderClan, and then the stinky Thunderkitties killed their medicine cat apprentice for no absolute reason! It wasn’t fair! Pouting, the mottled feline began to anxiously tap her mismatched paws against the ground, uncontrollably shifting in her spot beside Mama Woolly as light tapping noises eliminated from the ground. The habit was practically natural to her by now, and it wasn’t easy to make it stop, but Ravenkit felt like it was definitely a necessity at the moment. This news just wasn’t fair and those stinking Thunderkitties should pay. However, against her mental complaints, she gave out a rhythm of raspy purrs from the comfort of her mother, gently resting her head against the taller feline’s side. Mama Woolly always helped her out through these situations. She was always the best!
Little ears quickly perked up as the molly began to speak again, quickly drawing Ravenkit’s attention as the five moon old molly listened to her words. Dawny driving the foxes onto the stinky Thunderkitties territory? Yeah! That’s a great plan! They deserve it after murdering their own medicine cat apprentice! The young kit was quick to nod her head, giving off a confident expression. “ThunderClan deserves it! A fox being chased onto their territory would become their own problem to deal with; not ours!” She boldly stated, puffing out her little chest with pride. Her young, child brain didn’t exactly comprehend that these words weren’t really the greatest to say, but Ravenkit was hot-headed and quick to run her mouth. Did it really look like she was going to stay silent about her own opinion? Nope. Not at all. Not even a single bit. Mama Wooly’s next set of words about them working it out brought comfort to the young molly, but it still felt like something that the kit should think about. They should work it out soon, and fast. Those Thunderkittties could strike at any given moment, and Ravenkit wanted to be prepared for anything!
Oh! Dawny began speaking again! Shifting herself on her haunches, the molly began to excitedly listen to the large leader, eyes wide as eagerness seeped through her system. New Enforcers was definitely something that the clan needed, and the thought of the new Enforcers made Ravenkit feel more excited in her place. Someday, she’ll become an Enforcer too! With a scary warrior name and one of the best warriors in the clan! That’s what she will be someday! For now, she’ll just cheer on for the new Enforcers, Nighthound and Hawkbite. She didn’t know much of them, but they sounded like cool warriors otherwise so she didn’t really care. “Congratulations on your new ranks!” She screamed, bounding up onto her back legs so that the newly promoted Enforcers could hear her. They could hear her, right? Hopefully. Now, onto the second news, a new deputy was quick to catch Ravenkit’s attention. It’s been several moons since there was a deputy, and she wasn’t even around the last one! This had to be someone interesting.
Vulturefang? Yellow hues eagerly began to scan the clearing, quickly landing directly at the scarred dark-furred tom. Knowing how a kit should ultimately be afraid of how one’s scars should look so gnarly, the kit herself was only quick to be in awe, eyes wide as her jaws grew agape. The tom looked like a freaky mixture of cool, scary, and terrifying… that’s exactly what ShadowClan needed! ShadowClan needed someone like him to take up the deputy role, that’s for sure! With a bounce of glee, she excitedly squealed ”CONGRATS VULTURE!” Her lungs definitely burned after that one, but excitement was churning through her system that the pain just felt rather numb and away. Hopefully he did a good job as the new deputy, and Ravenkit had heavy hopes for him. He looked super cool and he should do great! Now, what was next? Oh! Warrior ceremonies! Fun! Someday, she’ll be up there with some apprentices earning her warrior name, but that wasn’t until a good while. So for now, she’ll just keep herself right there—not—and watch as these cats rightfully earned their name.
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