It all falls down [SHC Event]

[Abyssopelagic]

The bi-coloured pale cream and ginger tabby returned the nod given to them by the adult the kittens had come to pester. She expected him to turn them away, simply for their safety, but it seemed there was a task suitable for the escaped furballs.
Honeybite stood to the side as the Medicine Cat offered bundles for them all to carry. All moss, it seemed to be. Once they'd all collected their offerings, the warrior gestured for the kittens to follow.
She just caught the way Mossfreckle mouthed a thank you to her, and twitches her whiskers in acknowledgement.
"Everyone got their bundles secure? Let's head back to Nightshiver so she won't worry."
How did she care for the little critters all the time? She was exhausted just from making sure they didn't get lost.

[ @Eden , @Bean ]

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Silkpaw's ears perked when his name was finally called. As the Medicine Cat passed a bundle to him, he picked it up, careful not to pierce the wrap with his teeth.
With the bundle secured in his jaws, he stood up and waited for further instruction.
Remembering he was supposed to be joining the apprentices, he padded over to find Slytiger.

[ @Lilian ]

[Neptune.]

Cinderpaw
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16/100
7 moons || she/her || ShadowClan Apprentice
small black tabby with minimal white markings and 3 legs; amber eyes

Gently, Cinderpaw received her bundle of herbs, holding them securely and almost reverently. This was an important task, one she could not afford to screw up and one she most definitely would not screw up. Mossy had told her to stick close to her siblings, so Cinderpaw placed herself right next to her sister, Wispypaw, tail gently brushing against her flank so she'd be able to tell just how far apart they were. She wanted to ask if Wispy needed or wanted help when they started the journey, but first of all, she couldn't, and second of all, she wasn't sure Wispy would appreciate the insinuation that she needed help. The last thing Cinderpaw wanted to do was cause her sister any problems, but she also wanted to make sure she'd be ok...

Mossy also said that they should stick with Birdpaw and Sleepypaw... Birdpaw Cinder wasn't worried about sticking with, her big sister was very eager to be involved in everything and probably would be thrilled to stick with them, but Sleepypaw? Cinderpaw didn't think her biggest sister really liked them. Mossy had told her to stay with them, but would she listen? Cinder didn't want to force her, so she settled for just blinking her way, turning to Birdpaw then and slowly and gently reaching out to touch her nose to her sister's shoulder - a show of being there.

[ 2 lady's mantle, 3 catmint ]
[ @Eden - wispy // @Mica - bird // @Estelle - sleepy ]

[Neptune.]

Petalrot
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29 moons || bug/bug’s || ShadowClan Warrior
slim tortoiseshell w/ white tuxedo markings; green eyes

"Hill, Slytiger," bug greeted with a nod as bug approached both toms bug had been assigned to round the apprentices up with. There were a few around still, but it seemed like most knew where they were supposed to be. Still, just in case, bug called out to the milling cats; "ANY STRAGGLING APPRENTICES SHOULD COME GATHER OVER HERE!"

[ ANY STRAGGLERS SHOULD COME OVER HERE OR I'LL HAVE PETAL DRAG THEM OVER BUGSELF LOL ]
[ @Mica - hill // @Ian - sly ]

[Rowan]

Originally Posted by ellie

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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat

❀⊱ { The Collector ~ 4 marigolds // 4 cobwebs } ⊰❀

❦ Diligent white tipped paws quickly retreated to the belly of his den which in as it seemed was no longer his den… or wouldn’t be soon… the piles of the stockade were meticulously plucked from as he began to make leaf bundled for those who had been beckoned by his calls - some he knew and some he did not know too well but at the end of the day he was pleased to see the clan pulled out of their lackadaisical ways as necessity and fear of what was to come pulled them from their slumber and set a fire beneath their paws. There was so many bundles stacked within his den, so many precious herbs still lingering in their organised piles, Mossfreckle had long sense come to terms with the fact that he was unable to save the entire stockade but at the end of the day that didn’t stop the claws of insecurity from raking bitterly down his tattered heart… their hard work was going to be in vain… part of him wondered what Lostspark thought - she was proud of him and he knew that, she was not silently disappointed that he could not take the entire stockade but he was disappointed in himself.

❦ Padding from the belly of the den to the sandy stone mouth of the medicine cats den, the lanky, freckled herbalist was met with a bustling crowd of able and willing felines - he went down the row of gathered ark kits - well, apprentices now - first handing them their bundles before greeting them with a gentle lick between their ears, Little Flame,” { @Neptune. } he purred as he handed Cinderpaw her bundle of two lady’s mantle and three catmint, pulling Birdpaw { @Mica } in for a big cuddle the medicine cat let her go and pushed a bundle of three elder flowers and two mushrooms, ”My little birdie princess, thank you for coming to help, you and Cinderpaw stick together with your siblings, okay?” mossy hues moved onto Wispypaw { @Eden } , Hi, little shadow, I have not seen you in a while. You will be taking this bundle, it has three dandelions and two daises,” the last ark kitto that stood before him was Sleepypaw { @Estelle } , Mossfreckle passed her her eclectic bundle of two chickweed, two celandine, and one mushroom before he pulled her into a brief hug, ”I am sorry I didn’t respond earlier little star, there was a lot going on but I should have stopped for a moment, Thank you for still coming to help.”

❦ The freckled herbalist rose and his lanky form dipped into the dark depths of the den for a moment to grab the next lot of meticulously leaf bundled herbs, Silkpaw { @Abyssopelagic }, Dizzycloud { @Aolani }, Silvertrot { @Bean }, Grousepaw { @redshiftreign }, Hazelstripe { @Dark }, Butterflyspark { @starry }, Palesong { @/starry } - Thank you all for helping, you can take these bundles,” he meowed as he passed out the leaf bundled to the awaiting felines before mossy hues flitted in minor annoyance to Silverpaw { @glitch }, ”I told you to make yourself useful elsewhere but so be, at least you are trying to be useful, you can take this bundle,” h the medicine cat did not trust the apprentice, he was not thrilled that the feline had disobeyed authority not once but twice today, so be it, any set of paws was welcome in the end. Mossy hues lightened as they took in the tippy tappy kittos that had bounded up to him, Hello little ones { @/Eden // @/Bean }, did you want to be a big kitty and help,” the herbalist purred as he gave a amicable nod to Honeybite { @/Abyssopelagic } who had come to gather up the escapees for Nightshiver, I think Honeybite has come to gather you to two up, but can you take these for me? each kit received three balls of tightly bundled moss before he gave them a gentle nudge in their caretakers direction, thank you, he mouthed to Honeybite before he turned to the remaining cats that stood before him.

{ LEAF BUNDLE CONTENTS ~ [ Silkpaw ~ 2 blessed thistle // 2 boneset // 1 borage ] [ Dizzycloud ~ 3 poppy flowers // 2 honeycomb ] [ Silvertrot ~ 5 oak leaves] [ Grousepaw ~ 1 dried yarrow // 2 yadow // 2 thyme ] [ Hazelstripe ~ 2 dock // 3 comfrey ] [ Butterflyspark ~ 2 chickweed // 2 coltsfoot // 2 cobwebs // 2 comfrey ] [ Palesong ~ 2 stinging nettle // 2 juniper berries // 1 mallow ] [ Silverpaw ~ 2 lavender // 3 rosemary ] [ Frecklekit ~ 3 moss ] [ Cloverkit ~ 3 moss ]

❦ ”Thank you, Lostapark,” { @Rose } the freckled tom allowed the words to slip from his white maw and he moved forward to touch his former mentors nose with his own freckled nose, a small movement of filial affection - of trust - before he passed her a bundle of two burnet and three burdock root, some of his bundles where odd… yes… but he had managed to get at least one of every herb in a bubble and on its way to the new camp - he had, however, left the poisons, if need be he would send the lithe grey molly before him of another enforcer out to gather such. Mossy hues settled on the silverly white splotched tom who has made his way - a little frantically - to the medicine cats side, a gentle white tipped paw reached towards Fogwatcher { @SuspiciousMindz } and pulled pretty the pretty feline close to him, Mossfreckle’s angular head rested gingerly and cautiously on the toms soft pelted shoulder, ”I have a bundle for you, but… can you… can you please stay with me,” the moment was fleeting before the toms masked snapped back in place and the anxiety of the situation once more began to prickle down his pelt at the chaos insuing before him as his dream still played on repeats between the confines of his mind - he was scared and he would never admit that but he was… so many changes… so little time… for some reason the soft tom that now stood beside the lanky herbalist made him feel safe and he sent a silent prayer to Starclan for sending the silvery form to him when he needed Fogwatcher the most.

❦ Oriental shaped ears perked as Mossfreckle took in the sight of a feigning cat within the peripherals of his mossy gaze, still leaning nonchalantly against Fogwatcher - we couldn’t have the tom knowing mossy fancied him, now could we - Shadowclan’s medicine cat called to Kestralpaw { @Hound } who had began to escort a slightly apprehensive Bristlethorn { @Rowan // please submit a healing request form if needed, if she is actually okay feel free to have her tell Moss she is just light headed, etcetera } to the medicine cats den, ”Is something the matter, how can I help?” the freckled herbalist asked professionally as soon as the feline where close enough for him to begin his silent once over medical assessment, ”Do you need to rest for a bit, Bristlethorn?”

{ LEAF BUNDLE CONTENTS ~ [ Fogwatcher ~ 4 marigold // 4 cobwebs ]

[ the interactions are out of order and this post is very messy and poorly written, my apologises ]

°Bristle’Thorn°
Female / Warrior / 27 Moons / Shadowclan / Apprentice: Spider’Paw
large, long-haired she-cat with pale calico markings and brown eyes
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @ellie + @Hound + @Marigoldwhisper

“If- if ShadowClan needs to move, we need to move. I don’t wanna hold any cat back. I’m sure I can make it…wherever we’re going” she caught her breath and her ears flicked down a bit, still finding noise almost intolerable. “I woke up…hot and dizzy. Still feelin’ that way now” she explained to the young medicine cat. She admired the path he took. She never saw it suitable for herself but definitely a respectable role. The clans would be gone without them.

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[lys.luvbot]

┊HawkCrest
╰⸻♡ He/Him ⸻⸻╮

HawkCrest had just returned from a solo patrol when he caught sight of Dawnstar's enraged approach. His sharp, amber eyes narrowed as he observed the usually composed leader's fur covered in debris and her body practically vibrating with fury. HawkCrest's muscular build and intimidating presence made him an imposing figure, but his expression softened as he noticed Dawnstar's obvious distress. Approaching her with purposeful strides, HawkCrest dipped his head respectfully, acknowledging her command. ' ' Dawnstar, what happened in the Icy Heartlands?' ' he inquired, his deep voice resonating with concern. As a loyal member of ShadowClan, HawkCrest was always ready to stand by his leader, offering his support and strength in challenging times. With his serious and protective nature, HawkCrest embodied the values of loyalty and determination that were highly regarded within the Clan. Despite his introverted and cold demeanor, he was fiercely committed to his Clan, friends, and family. As Dawnstar relayed the situation with the twolegs and the destruction of their territory, HawkCrest's expression hardened, reflecting his unwavering dedication to the well-being of ShadowClan. As a warrior, HawkCrest had faced his own share of challenges and battles, bearing scars on his right cheek, left shoulder, and left back leg. Despite his imposing appearance, he carried a complex personality, with a tendency to speak his mind in blunt and sometimes abrasive ways. However, beneath his shadowy fur, there lay a protective heart and a fierce determination to fight for the good of his Clan. With a nod of agreement to Dawnstar's directive, HawkCrest stood blow the Shadowledge, ready to assist in gathering the Clan and preparing for their move to the Mourning Ruins. ' ' I will be by your side till the end.' ' The brown warrior spoke with a nod. It was clear Dawnstar was stressed and unwilling as she always was. But somehow this seemed to be more stressful; I mean, moving your whole clan seems a little overboard. The weight of the impending move hung heavily in the air as HawkCrest's thoughts raced about the challenges that lay ahead for the Clan. None the less, the future of the clan!

@Undertaker [DawnStar] @Anyone [OPEN]

[Myling]

〚~Willow'Paw~〛
| 9 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Kitty Soft Paws, Heightened Perception [smell]
[a small, fluffy tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes and an atrociously fluffy tail]

"Oh, uh, we-we're going to M-Mourining Ruin." She answered softly. She personally wasn't thrilled about the fact they were going some where with 'Mourning' in its name, along with 'Ruins', those weren't very comforting words, as a matter of fact. Certainly not comforting enough for the apparently scary backstory it held. Burned down in a fire a long time ago? More than one cat DIED? Yeah, those words were probably make it WORSE. She wondered if Turtlepaw knew that. But maybe now wasn't the time to ask about how her training was going. Willowpaw nodded as Nightshiver mewed that she should bring any kits to them, and followed Nightshiver to her and Honeybite's group. Hopefully Turtlepaw didn't mind the third change of where she was gonna be. She was really anxious about if she did mind. But she couldn't stay anxious like that for too long, she had a few other things to go panic over. She was very close to glaring at panic. She arrived at the kit group before long, and she knew she was meant to find more kits, but she was worried that an apprentice, let alone a nervous one like her, wouldn't be able to 'Bravely and confidently round up kits and calmly address them so they felt nice and safe' like she maybe shortly day-dreamed about for that second. "Uhm, I-I, would it be a-alright if i-i h-helped with ke-keeping the kits in ch-check i-instead of finding th-them?" She asked Nightshiver. Hopefully that was alright. She paused in whatever fidgety movement she had going on for a moment. She felt her ears prick against her will as a voice suddenly called that any straggling apprentices should come over to them, while also listening for Nightshivers answer (It was pretty hard, trying to focus on hear and pay attention to two voices at once. And also she should be focusing on listening to Nightshiver why is she doing this?). She didn't know what the word straggling meant, but she could connect the dots to that the word meant something similar to 'Lazy and not doing anything'. She figured this counted as not stargling, but a small wave of gloom settled over her as she realized if Turtlepaw didn't want to take care of kits, then she'd have to either go to Slytiger and the other un-named voice, or go help in something else. Also hopefully Turtlepaw had followed her in the first place because she didn't dare turn around because she was maybe a little afraid that she'd maybe cry on the spot if she saw Turtlepaw gone but that was reasonable right it had to be maybe it wasn't what if it wasn't? "H-Hey, uh, T-Turtlepaw, d-do you want to, uhm, h-help? I-I completely under-understand i-if you don't want to th-though a-and i-i support f-freewill and all, a-and." She had to stop herself from asking if 'I support freewill and all' was a suspicious sentence. She wondered if there was anything suspicious in Mourning Ruins, like a really big monster that'd tear them to shreds if you said the secret word when she thought of the word 'Suspicious'. She had no idea where that came from. 'You happy-go-luck, pillocking, lickspittle.' She said to her Imagination. Imagination did not care somehow, even though she'd said something semi-mean to it. Somethings she just did not understand in this world.

Also, she still hadn't turned around so if Turtlepaw wasn't there she'd probably be sobbing with embarrassment and also with missing Turtles.


[ @FruitBatz - Turtlepaw! @Estelle - Nightshiver!
@/Neptune. - Petalrot mention! ]

[my fingers may or may not be on fire.]

[Eden]

Frecklekit
▵ She/Her ▵
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Frecklekit was filled with excitement when she received her 'bundle' of herbs, she didn't seem to care that it wasn't like the others. All she knew was that she was being a big kitty and helping like the others around her. "I'm a bif kiffy now!" she muffled through the moss she had in her mouth. She set her bi-colored eyes upon Honeybite, oh yeah Nightshiver would be upset if they didn't make it to their new home. The huge cailco looked to see if she could spot said cat, she wanted to show the forever queen her cargo that she got tasked with! Frecklekit hadn't paid that much mind to the other kit that had seemed to join her in standing in front of the mossy cat. "Where Nifshifer? haf to show her!"

@Abyssopelagic @Bean

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[furrensic]

(by marigoldwhisper)
SQUIRRELPAW
she/her. 11 moons. small russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.

squirrelpaw's jaw drops slightly as she hears dawnstar's order. yellow eyes slowly shift towards the burly leader, tail flickering anxiously. shadowflame, why!? why couldn't you just...urgh!! now you're getting exiled! she thinks, shooting a (very rare) pointed glare at the molly. she can't remember the last time she's ever gotten mad, but she feels irritated. though, it's mostly disappointment.

there's!! so much!! going on!! really, she wishes she could just close her eyes and appear at mourning ruins all ready. as soon as shrewstep approaches shadowflame to lead her out of the territory, the apprentice steps away in turn. ears swiveling (she tries to focus on just dawnstar's voice as she continues giving orders, but boy is it hard), she shuffles her paws. her eyes catch that familiar, goopy calico pelt - now covered in moss - and she's scurrying over, weaving through cats.

"best..friends s-sstick..together, ri-right?" she meows to goopywhisker, managing to force the tiniest of smiles. she's trying to calm herself down and!! it is not working!! she glances at the other cats. yellowtwist, russetpaw, and gutspaw – who she stares at as if teeth were a ghost before looking away – were already there. plus, goopywhisker. she's a little confused. mothcloud is pregnant..but..is four cats - er..five including me, necessary? I suppose I'm technically being watched over too, though.., she thinks, brows knitted together in concentration. luckily, gutspaw starts giving orders.

squirrelpaw feels like she might drop dead at any second as she sees mothcloud take a step back, the queens tail wrapped protectively over her belly. she can't blame the queen. the guards paws shuffle against the camp ground, sending a quick prayer to starclan before she speaks up. okay, operation calm everyone down is a go!! "mothcloud..? it - it's okay..j-just - .." she trails off. argh!! talking is so hard!! scary! "wh-what's wrong..?"

[ @Poprock @wolfie @Aolani @SeonghwasBunnyEars @IDIOTICBEAN101 ]
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QUILLPAW
he/him. 7 moons. dark grey tom; tabby markings; light grey markings, amber and blue eyes.
[ mind reader ]

with a decent amount of bedding gathered, quillpaw steps out of the nursery. he's just about to start padding over to mistlewhisker when he sees hawkcrest approaching his grandmother. didn't slytiger just say something about not bothering dawnstar just moments ago?? and hawkcrest..it looks like he hasn't even gathered any bedding nor prey. which, it didn't look like there was a lot of prey to begin with.

approaching the tom in swift strides, heterochromatic eyes narrow. a piercing glare is fixed on the large tabby. the apprentice really can't keep his maw closed, and so he speaks as soon as he places the bedding down briefly. "instead of bothering my grandmother with your paw-kisser nonsense, there's still lots of bedding that needs to be gathered out of the dens. why don't you go gather some, huh?" he suggests in a snarky tone. he makes no effort to mask the annoyance and venom in it, either.

some of these warriors make me mad, he thinks with a small snort. he then picks up the bedding he'd gathered earlier and starts padding towards mistlewhisker.

[ @lys.luvbot ,,quill is so mean I'm sorry LOL his words/thoughts do not reflect my own!!
@Mica - no real reason to reply this is more so just mentioning mistle ]

[Eden]

Wispypaw
▵ She/Her ▵
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When did he give her a nickname?! Wispypaw couldn't recall beforehand of the other giving her such a nickname! Oh, wait he did, she hadn't reacted too much about it since her intention at the time was to question him about Mom. She never did get a chance to ask them that, no point to it now anymore it seems. The first thing she noted was his words then the smell of herbs in front of her. Blind dark blue eyes shifted away from Mossfreckle, yeah she might've been missing but who cares?! "Well, I'm back so that is all that matters now!" she huffed out She bent her head down to grab ahold of the bundle, and she noticed that she was the only one to be told what was in her bundle.

Wispypaw wondered what the purpose of that was, she might be blind but did she need to know what she was carrying? The black feline almost let herself get startled when she felt a tail brush against her. She most certainly would of let out a hiss and yelled at whoever dared to touch her, but it was her littermate. One of which she was more comfortable being around, yeah she preferred Cinderpaw over the others, so what?! "Cinderpaw?" she was sure it was the other but she wanted to make sure before she made any assumptions. "We're being stuck with two other siblings aren't we?" she groaned out. Wispypaw couldn't tell who little birdie was and she had a feeling there was another one tagging along besides just the three of them. She could deal with it, though she couldn't be so sure if one of them happened to be Heronpaw. The oldest of the litter irked her to hell and back, always so angry from the start, she didn't seem to even stop and think just relied on pure emotions!

@Neptune. @Mica @Estelle
[ 3 Dandelion's, 2 Daisies ]

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[Fritter]

Originally Posted by Estelle

Her ear flicked, Cloverkit hadn’t reacted on the spot, but it seemed Quietpaw was trying to persuade the kitten as well. She offered the apprentice a quick smile, turning around when a familiar voice reached her ears; it was Starrysmoke [ @Bean ], one of the heavily pregnant queens in the nursery, and the older feline didn’t hesitated to join the younger molly side.
“Of… course. You can… stay close; i-if… you need.. help.. we’re.. here.”
She offered an encouraging smile, as if trying to tell the queen that everything would be alright despite her own concerns; Nightshiver had survived a camp move before under dire circumstances, and ShadowClan had been alright. They would be this time too.

Unfortunately everyone seemed to be in a tizzy, not helping the older the queen’s anxiety as she pushed the stress down.
“The.. kits;”
She reminded herself, eyes scanning the growing crowd for the small bundles of fur that had escaped the den – Mistlewhisker spoke. Kits were ordered by her side along with Yellowtwist and Willowpaw, though Nightshiver would rather the apprentice stayed close to herself or Honeybite if kits were to walk with them.

A quick glance around told her that Thrushkit was with Yellowtwist, and Willowpaw [ @Myling ] was out gathering the young. Nightshiver approached the apptentice, offering her a reassuring smile;
“When… when you… f-..find kits…, return… to me o-or… Honey..bite.”

As she spoke these words, her heaven-sent helper informed her of a stowaway, Frecklekit, wanting to help the medicine cat. She offered Honeybite a grateful nod, setting out to scavenge for any other kittens. Moonkit was with Darkfire, alright; and someone was already being ordered to help Mothcloud.

In the meantime Honeybite had scooped up Rosekit as well; Nightshiver flicked her ear in recognition, ducking inside the nursery again, looking for the stragglers.
“Light..ningkit? F-Fallow..kit?”
She called, looking around for her two children, blinking slowly as she sought the rest of the missing kits – in the distance, she heard Dawnstar’s call, prompting her to leave the den. Oh my, she had been dilly dallying for so long; now the queen of mean was ordering her to walk up front – but with reason. She quickly padded out to the clearing, tail waving. Alright.

“Quiet..paw;” [ @Morrigan ]
She called the apprentice gently, gaze sweeping over the crowd.
“Yellowtwist… can you.. bring.. Thrushkit.. h-here, please?” [ @Aolani @rubberRatroom ]
She looked around again;

“Cloverkit… It’ll be.. fine, will come… please.. love?” [ @Bean ]

Alright, who else…
“Quiet..paw; Bleeding..kit was.. with you?” [ @/Morrigan @Rani ]
She looked to usher the little wobbly one towards the rest.

“Freckle..kit, will you...c-come, please? I-It is.. nice of… you to.. help, but… right now… I need you… with me;”
She smiled softly; [ @Eden ]

“Darkcloud… will you,,, come h-here with… Moonkit?” [ @Mizu ]

Lastly there was Rosekit; she knew the young one was with Honeybite, walking over, she smiled softly.
“C-come, love, it’ll be… alright;” [ @Blazing ]

Someone was sounding angry, and a presence by her side quickly betrayed it to be Marshykit, the last kitten she had been looking for – save for those who she hadn’t seen at all yet.
“Marshy… Marshykit;”
She knit her brows, giving a soft smile as if trying to tell the kit there was no point in screaming;
“Come… come;” [ @Weekend-Wondering ]

Her eyes moved to Flamekit, who Honeybite had picked up;
“It’ll be… alright…, Flamekit;”
She smiled, ushering the kit closer. [ @lionparty25 ]

"Tick..Tickkit? Ah.. Stoat..leap."
She smiled, knowing the kit must be with his mother, but gesture them closer nonetheless. [ @Fritter ]

“A-alright;”
She said finally, sweeping her gaze over the crowd. Here’s to counting:
“Marshykit, ...Flamekit.., Rosekit… Moonkit, Clo..cloberkit; Thrush...kit, B-bleeding..kit – Tick..kit;”
She repeated the names, listing each kit off.
The forever queen lowered herself, talking softly but seriously;
“We need… you all to… stay.. close. Alright? Th-this is… going to be… a bit.. of a-a.. walk, but we’ll be.. alright. If you… stay with… us; s-so don’t.. stray away, okay? I-if… you’re all… good. I can.. t-tell you… a little… about… Mourning… Ruins. When… we’re there, but – you need… to be good.”

She gestured the kits to surround her, eyes finding Honeybite and the three queens that were to join them;
“If you… need.. assistance, don’t… hesitate.”
She told the three queens with a gentle smile, eyes briefly lingering on Cougarbite [ @/Fritter @JackHunt17 @MaplestrikeWCUE ]

Ah, and it seemed some others were meant to join them as well; she greeted Rookpaw, Amberfern and Mousefoot with a grateful flick of her ear [ @alec @Warriorsfan9054.1 @rubberRatroom ], eyes quickly landing on the kits again.

“Stay close.”
She told the kits one last time, slowly guiding them as she headed up front of Dawnstar as instructed, eyes still scanning the clearing for the straggler kits. She looked at Honeybite, a brief worried knit of her brows.
“Have you… seen.. the rest?”
[ @Abyssopelagic ]


[ @Bean – Cloverkit / Starrysmoke | @rubberRatroom Thurshkit | @Eden – Frecklekit | @Mizu – Moonkit | @lionparty25 – Flamekit | @Blazing – Rosekit | @Weekend-Wondering – Marshykit | @Rani – Bleedingkit | @Fritter - Tickkit -- If you're mentioned here it means you have a kit that Nightshiver is calling to travel alongside her and the other queens so all the kits are travelling together; note, your kit may be mentioned several times throughout the post! As well as any other characters the post of course still remains Open to any kits still needing to join! ]

•Stoat Leap•
• She/Her • Queen • No Purrks

StoatLeap blinked, her gaze slid across the camp for a moment searching for TickKit, once settled upon her orange fumbling fur ball of a kit she spotted him more closer to those gathering elsewhere. At the call of his name from someone else however he scampered out of site for just a second- StoatLeap furrowed her brow with mild frustration, there was an awful lot of movement and she didn’t like it. ShadowClan wasn’t usually this bustling- and although the reason layering behind why it was like this had made itself obvious she still intended to be thoroughly displeased. Weaving herself through the thick river of cats she made her way toward TickKit. Only one kit of hers was here. Where was her other two. She actually hadn’t seen Morning in what felt like countless sunrises, she suppressed a shudder at the realisation leaning down and plucking TickKit from the ground. His body wiggled around in the air for a moment before he attempted to crane his head to take a peak at who was carrying him. ‘Were following NightShiver.’ The clarification was muffled through the mouthful of fur but TickKit seemed knowing nonetheless, one thing she did note was that TickKit was getting much tougher to carry especially with him growing. She should probably let him walk on his own, but TickKit also wouldn’t have the mind to complain for the moment, not verbally anyhow. She glanced towards the queen who had beckoned them over and let out a heavy sigh. Personally, she’d not formed any bonds with anyone whatsoever, it had been a very her vs the world sort of feeling ever since and the only cat she’d connected with had gone missing moons ago. (But he was never really that competent anyhow). Her mind unclouded and she blinked, hasty to trail behind and follow NightShiver as she led them. After a moment or two she’d gotten tired of carrying TickKit, so set him down.

[Tick Kit]
[Purrks- Bewitched/Constant Hunger-Chill of Death-Shadow Fiend-Lyrebirds Lullaby]
[He Him] - [Shadowclan Kit] - [5 Moons]

TickKit’s fur remained bushed up as everything seemed to spiral around him so much, noise everywhere and paws crossing past one another everywhere. He felt so much smaller all of a sudden, swallowing hard and working his teeth in the wood of the stick still tightly grasp within his mouth. TickKit couldn’t help but let out a slight sob- he didn’t want to move, he liked it here. He didn’t want to forget what this place looked like when he grew, and he especially didn’t want to be here knowing some big bad twoleg things were going to stomp over their home. He hated twolegs!! They did nothing but ruin all of the nice fun that he was having here. His fury motivated thoughts were cut up and tossed as a voice cause his attention, some cat was saying his name! TickKit squinted slightly, he didn’t really recognise this cat, he’d seen them around sure but not really enough to match the face with the name. Nonetheless they had a very curious tone, a quiet one, a nice one. TickKit scrambled toward them and blinked glancing at the other kits, he puffed out his fur, he didn’t feel as small sitting next to them. When his paws were suddenly plucked from the ground he squirmed, his stick had slid from his jaws and landed on the ground. Paws scrabbling at the air he scrunched up his face with frustration, he craned his neck blinking with wide eyes at Mother. Truth be told he awaited some sort of scolding, maybe for wandering off too far or something.

They were following the nice cat out? Okay, he could do that! It would be a lot less panic-y outside! He waited for Mother to move but she was still, TickKit blinked glancing back at his stick, he wondered if it would grow into a big tree and he’d come back and be able to climb it. With the thought in his head TickKit tried to suck up any of his fear, to make sure he didn’t make a fool of himself. Glancing around for sight of his siblings he felt his tail drop at the lack of them. No morning kit? No rose kit? But- surely they had just- maybe they were hiding in Mother’s fur! As a funny joke! No. He didn’t think Rose Kit would be silly at a time like this, nor Morning. When Mother finally moved along TickKit found himself soon back on the ground, nose wrinkling as he shook off his paws and took one last long glance. He wished he could absorb the sight of camp in his eyes forever and ever and never let it go. After a moment of nudging him he finally tore his eyes away ready to keep on moving.

(Agh sorry for the late post )