It all falls down [SHC Event]

[Rowan]

°Spider’Paw°
Male / Apprentice / 9 Moons / ShadowClan / Mentor: Bristle’Thorn
sleek, small black tom with brown eyes and long scar on his side
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @Marigoldwhisper

He watched Magpie’Paw softly as she spoke. “She didn’t show any signs of being sick yesterday in training. The one thing I know damn well? She’s going to be a pain for the next however long she’s sick…she hates being sick or injured. She’s too active and hard-working. She calls rest a waste of time” he explained, making sure to use a volume where his mentor couldn’t hear him anymore.

When the she called his name funny, he didn’t know how to take it. He decided himself if was a compliment. “Thanks?…and your names Magpie’Paw. I’ve got that in my head now” he mused, glancing at Kestral’Paw for a moment, feeling a bit bad for him that he got snapped at for an honest mistake. He turned his attention back to Magpie’Paw after a moment. “I like your name too. Magpies are pretty birds in my opinion, so it makes sense” he smiled softly.

His ears perked up and he turned his attention towards Dawn’Star. He didn’t want to be left behind…at all. And his leader scared him…just a little. He didn’t show it though. He rushed to one of Bristle’Thorns sides. “I’m going to assist her. Maybe I’ll talk to you later?”

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[Desert Rain Frog]

Originally Posted by rubberRatroom

Thrushkit whipped his head around. He was next to Nightshiver and close to Yellowtwist. Though he wasn't quite sure whose voice it was...

Oh! Lionflop! He saw the golden warrior behind him, terrifyingly rummaging through the nursery. Thrushkit knew he meant no harm, he was just such a large warrior it was an odd sight.

"Over here!"

He squeaked loudly. He didn't know if his voice would reach the nursery. Thrushkit hoped Lionflop heard him. He looked at Lionflop and waited for him to respond.

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@Desert Rain Frog - Lionflop @Estelle - Nightriver @Aolani - Yellowtwist

Oh, Thank StarClan! LionFlop Shot Up From Some Moss He Was Sniffing. You're Alrighty.... Good To Know! He Sighed, Padding Over.

[Blazing]

Rosekit

It took a while for the group to trudge over to an open space, the clearing. That's what the leader said. Rosekit's ears perked up as she sniffed around, yet herded towards the new nursery. "I like the old camp more..." She said, eyes narrowing slightly, yet with a fascinating glint at the new world around her.

Then, she heard Dawnstar's announcement again. A war? "We're going to war?" Her ears perked up as she squeaked, jumping up and down. If she could be apprenticed and get enough training... she would be there! To help ShadowClan!

[rubberRatroom]

THRUSHKIT

Male | Moons: 5 | Posts: 22/6 | Siblings: ?

Thrushkit grinned widely, beaming up at the warrior.

"Ahuh! This new camp is so..."

He was trying to find a positive word. He might be made an apprentice here, so he didn't want to talk bad about it. Thrushkit still couldn't find a kind thing to say, so he shut his yap.

"hhhughhhhh..!!"

He grumbled, words were too difficult.

Thrushkit perked his ears to Dawnstar's announcements. Wow! What he would give to go on patrol. He was so close to being an apprentice that his paw pads itched with impatience. But that time would come, so he settled himself and sat up straight. Nothing like a little confident! No... that wasn't the right word... Confidence, Thrushkit corrected himself.

"Wait... Lionflop! You're a warrior right? And you can teach cats things... right!?"

He looked a little too pleadingly at Lionflop. Maybe he could teach him some moves! And how to perfect the flop... which he was STILL struggling with. Hunting things were cool too... just not anything concerning him leaving the territory. Thrushkit couldn't get in trouble now! No, no, no!!

"SOOOO... you can teach me!! Right??"

He gave Lionflop his best kitten eyes. He was desperate for a teacher! It would prepare Thrushkit better for his apprentice days, too.

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@Desert Rain Frog - Lionflop

[Estelle]

The apprentice. She had returned her words, and Sleepypaw’s ear gave a flick; a slight sign of disturbance.
“Freckle.”
She stated bluntly, not bothering to look at the feline.
“Mossfreckle.”
She insisted on the suffix, a quick blink chasing away any tone of irritation as she paused; couldn’t she figure out what to do herself? Miss Grandmama had given instructions.
“...Bedding. Then group.”
She finally said, referring to the moss they used to make their beds, they were told to carry some of that. With a flick of her tail and instructions given, Sleepypaw left the apprentice’s side.
[ @sylvia26 ]

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Sleepypaw watched silently as Mossfreckle left his den and greeted… Her little siblings, those who had gathered too. Her little siblings. She blinked slowly as each of them had earned an affectionate nickname from the feline, getting an equally affectionate greeting and bundle of herbs; princess… That is what Grousepaw called her – a fleeting glance in the tom’s direction – Mossfreckle knew the word too?

Before she could finish her thoughts, Mossfreckle had reached her; a brief hug following in his wake. Sleepypaw froze. She did not move. She did not speak. Her eyes were merely open, staring ahead of her at the feline whose paws had surrounded her for the briefest moment, much like the way he had greeted her younger sister. The young one’s mind ran a mile a minute as she tried to understand what happened; how to feel, how to react, but she didn’t know. She didn’t know how to feel about a… A cat hugging her, being called ‘little star’ as if she were one of her siblings – did she not like it, or were her interactions too devoid of closeness to understand its normalcy? Was this normal? She blinked slowly, she forced her body to relax hearing the medic’s voice; she nodded, subtly – a simple sign she did not hold the lack of response against him. He was busy. She wanted to say ‘busy’, but no word followed. But her eyes trailed after the freckled feline as he moved on to the rest of the group, eyes lowering to her bundle only after several heartbeats. What were all these?

She picked up the herb bundle between her jaws, eyes fleeting upwards towards her siblings. For a moment she paused, but had heard the mossy hued feline tell Birdpaw to stay with her siblings – she was… Their siblings. Sleepypaw hesitated for a moment, but ultimately stepped closer. For now, she said nothing. Cinderpaw looked uncomfortable, was it because of her? Possibly. She was estranged from her siblings in a manner of speaking; she was not a good sister.

As she moved, the young apprentice intentionally let the very tips of her fur gently brush past Cinder, her tail moved to pass above her blind sister’s ears so the gust may get her attention and vibrant blue eyes fixed from one to the other as she briefly rested her gaze of Birdpaw and moved her head as to get her attention in turn.
“Stay close.”
She told the three professionally, seriously… With care. A monotone voice whom cared for her siblings. A part of her still believed they were the favoured of the family, a part of her still felt uncomfortable and challenged in their vicinity. The rationality within her fought the claims that they were her replacements, and demanded Sleepypaw step up as the older siblings she ought to be, as the older sibling she never had. Her demeanour grew ever so softer around them, this time, patiently awaiting for each of her siblings to stick close and refusing to leave until the three were with her. She wasn’t going to see them left behind. They were her responsibility now, ...Like that time in the medicine cat’s den. She wouldn’t abandon them again. Her eyes briefly flashed towards Wispypaw as the younger one spoke; she didn’t sound thrilled. A shame. But she couldn’t blame her, a camp move was bothersome. At least, that’s what she told herself on the surface – internally, she wondered, she knew, her little sister must not like her at all, and she did not blame Wispypaw.

It took not much longer for the clan to be on the move. Whether they liked it or not, Sleepypaw was careful to remain close to her three sisters, not letting them out of her sight for a single moment as she walked somewhere within Mossfreckle’s vicinity despite her earning wish to walk at Miss Grandmama’s side; she imaged the medicine cat would prefer the herbs to remain within eye-distance. The alarming sounds of the forest did nothing to aid the bit of anxiety hidden deep within her stomach, the large move was not something she enjoyed. Despite her monotone and expressionless exterior Sleepypaw was uncomfortable herself. Still, if she managed to ignore the screams and disturbances for a brief moment, traversing Mourning Ruins held interest. She remembered what Nightshiver had told her about the place all those moons ago – it was an old piece of land.

Sleepypaw looked up the rugged pathway, pausing for a few seconds. She blinked slowly… She should be able to get up there. Her eyes moved to her siblings; one blind, a tripod and a child. She blinked again, staring at them without a word until a single one fell from her maw.
“Help?”
She offered the three – one of or all three – to whomever needed, truth be told. If any of them seemed to struggle or requested any form of aid, Sleepypaw would not hesitate to give it in an attempt to get them to their new living quarters safely. It was her duty. Her job as a big sister, one she could not fail at.

And eventually, after what seemed like an endless walk, they arrived. The apprentice blinked, observing the tall four trees and stone ledge. It was impressive. Her eyes fell on Miss grandmama as the leader began directing the new dens – Sleepypaw’s eyes followed, committing each and every word to memory (an apprentice den; a part of her wondered, would Miss Grandmama still allow her to reside with her, in her den? ...Sleepypaw was not sure, but a selfish part of her hoped; joining the other apprentices in the den still felt… The feeling felt not good).

“Good?”
Her eyes fell on Birdpaw, Cinderpaw and Wispypaw, a single word resonating as a scarily vibrant pair of eyes asked if they were feeling alright. She awaited their responses, not looking away until she heard their healthy voices – hopefully.

And Miss Grandmama spoke again. She set the herb bundle at her paws, casting a glance around for Mossfreckle. Her eyes moved to Miss Grandmama. She wanted to go with. She paused, she spoke.
“Come…”
She began,
“I can come.”
She continued - hoping Miss Grandmama allowed her to come, too, that is - watching the dark leader carefully. The only reason she had not yet moved to her grandmother’s side was the presence of her little siblings and the herb bundle she couldn’t abandon without Mossfreckle’s presence just now. She would have to return in to the medic first.

The following news was… Surprising, politics, decisions; three clans against one. RiverClan was doomed, a part of her told her – she had to prepare. She needed to prepare. She needed to be ready and serve her clan. Make them proud. Make them proud. Mama’s words rang in her head; she could not let Miss Grandmama or Mama down.


[ @ellie @redshiftreign @Mica @Eden @Neptune. @Undertaker ]

[poppy]

Nightshade limps to join the group.

[Desert Rain Frog]

Originally Posted by rubberRatroom

THRUSHKIT

Male | Moons: 5 | Posts: 22/6 | Siblings: ?

Thrushkit grinned widely, beaming up at the warrior.

"Ahuh! This new camp is so..."

He was trying to find a positive word. He might be made an apprentice here, so he didn't want to talk bad about it. Thrushkit still couldn't find a kind thing to say, so he shut his yap.

"hhhughhhhh..!!"

He grumbled, words were too difficult.

Thrushkit perked his ears to Dawnstar's announcements. Wow! What he would give to go on patrol. He was so close to being an apprentice that his paw pads itched with impatience. But that time would come, so he settled himself and sat up straight. Nothing like a little confident! No... that wasn't the right word... Confidence, Thrushkit corrected himself.

"Wait... Lionflop! You're a warrior right? And you can teach cats things... right!?"

He looked a little too pleadingly at Lionflop. Maybe he could teach him some moves! And how to perfect the flop... which he was STILL struggling with. Hunting things were cool too... just not anything concerning him leaving the territory. Thrushkit couldn't get in trouble now! No, no, no!!

"SOOOO... you can teach me!! Right??"

He gave Lionflop his best kitten eyes. He was desperate for a teacher! It would prepare Thrushkit better for his apprentice days, too.

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@Desert Rain Frog - Lionflop

LionFlop Laughed A Bit, Paw Lifted To His Muzzle. Yes, I Can Teach You. He Smiled.

[Abyssopelagic]

It was finally time for the group to get moving. Honeybite ushered the last two stragglers she'd been able to catch sight of back to Nightshiver. Miss Queenie first, and she herself would make up the back of their little group.
Very well, she'd catch any kittens that ended up falling behind that the others hadn't quite caught.
As they moved forward, she was distinctly aware of the cacophany of noise, indescribable and terrible, her ears flattened against her skull to shut out the dreadful noises. And the wailing between the Two-legs....
Couldn't they just shut up? Their beasts alone were loud enough, their ear splitting caterwauling hardly needed to be added to the mix.

The further they pressed through the forest, the more distant the noises of the two-legs could be heard, and the more present the startled screeches of wildlife could be heard. Animals that would usually never meet, would usually only connect through the circle of life and death and life crowding together, running past one another, and blindly passing them.
To see creatures that might try to kill them on sight simply ignore and dart past their group made her head spin. Was this what it had been like for her home Clan when the dogs had ripped through their territory, displaced the Clan, and inevitably forced them to merge with RiverClan?
Was this the fate she'd left her siblings to when she'd abandoned them? Is this what her niece had lived through before she'd been left in her care?
She didn't like the thought, didn't want to think about it, so she focused on the forms in front of her, making sure none of them fell behind.
And when it was time to climb the ledge that Dawnstar had indicated to, she grabbed the small creatures she'd previously called nuances and gently hauled them one by one to the safety of higher ground. When they were all accounted for, she pulled herself up as well, and waited for Mossfreckle and his group to climb up as well.
She did not offer her assistance, only watched with a blank stare as each cat came up.
And then, when everyone had joined, Dawnstar led them further in.

Honeybite sees where Dawnstar indicates to be the new warriors den, and it is the only den she properly catalogs in her mind before the Nursery is pointed out, and she beelines to the burrow in front of the cedar tree, and waits for the rest of those who would fill out the den to follow.
She doesn't have long to think about much of anything, much less how they plan to make the Nursery more comfortable when Rosekit speaks up. Her whiskers twitch, and she lowers herself to be closer to the kittens height.
"Perhaps so, but we haven't much choice.... And when you're an apprentice, you'll get to explore territory not even the warriors' are familiar with. You and your peers will be the first to become truly comfortable and at home in our new camp and territory. Doesn't it all sound neat?"
[ @Blazing ]

Really, she doubted it would be of any comfort to Rosekit, but she wanted to try anyway. It was that or leave the burden to Nightshiver, and the forever queen was likely going to be stressed enough with setting up long term nests for them all. Besides, until this little group was settled, she'd promised to act as Nightshiver's ever loyal minion.
Then she'd return to lazing about as she pleased.

[ @Estelle ]

[Willie Warf]

Originally Posted by Abyssopelagic

Honeybite looked back to Rosekit, Flamekit, and Honeykit. She went out of her way to wrangle those furballs, and the last thing she wanted was for them in particular to be threatened. They all seemed to be safe and at Nightshiver's side, so she turned her attention back to Sharpfrost.
She glowered, searching for any signs of dishonesty, but found there to be none. Her posture became marginally less threatening.
"You will have to ask Nightshiver, not me. She's the one in charge of this makeshift group, I'm just her little minion for the foreseeable future."
It seemed miss Queenie herself was saying just as much, and that she could help walk the kits to the Mourning Ruins. The warrior dips her head, acknowledging her decree.
She would still keep an eye out, just to err to the side of caution. She'd rather hurt some feelings than risk one of the youth going missing. She could always apologize to her Clanmate later.

Originally Posted by Estelle

Suddenly her head swivelled around, mildly alarmed, when she noticed Sharpfrost making off with one of the kittens – she couldn’t quite tell which in her speed, but luckily Honeybite was already on the job. She gave the warrior a grateful look for all her help, stepping up beside them as she nodded.
“We… have to keep… them… together. But… i-if.. you want… to help…, you could…. walk.. with us, perhaps..”
She spoke softly, glancing Honeybite’s way towards the end of her sentence; she did not know how she felt about Sharpfrost dealing with the kittens, but they could use all the help they could get when it came to carrying them uphill once they got closer to Mourning Ruins.
[ @Willie Warf ]

Sharpfrost nodded and stuck with the kits and queens. Walking along side them as a protecter.

[Willie Warf]

Sharpfrost approached Dawnstar. "I'm good to go on patrol if you'll have me." Sharp was very eager to show Dawnstar just how helpful she could be. She wanted that Enforcer title after all.

@/Undertaker