WindClan Leader's Den

[Rani]

Crowtooth
Windclan Tunneler/Fury | He/him | 50 Moons

Power Card: Cold Gust

Aaaah! AAAAAAH! Parental figure abuse! Abuse by (not of) a parental figure!! Mercy on poor pityful Crowtooth, hes just a worm-dirt-cat who does not (he totally does) deserve this! Spare the poor pitiful abused soul, he can do no wrong (LIES)!

Backing up a few steps to see how he further completely deserved this:


While there was no way Crowtooth could really blame his complete lack of hops on anything but himself the tom felt pride bound to at least try given how pitiful his failures had been so far. And so he did, well aware his excuses did not excuse how badly he'd failed to get into the den.

"I know how ta leap! Im just, not very good at it..... Im built fer diggin' an' strength, not none o' that agile nonsense!" Nonsense that windclan was legitimately known for, being the clan of speed grace and agility and all. "Besides! I was tripped, it wasnt my fault it was the damn rock!" The damn rock that was not there anymore, kicked away when Crowtooth had tripped on it making him just seem like a loon pointing to and blaming empty air for slamming into the leaders den, "Its not my faaaaaaault!" a loon who was also a senior warrior that whinged like a kit.


So it was really fitting he got smacked like a kit who'd pissed off their mother and needed some proper correction, though Crowtooth would still melodramatically wail 'abuse'.
And oh, did he whine and yelp at the leader like he was being unjustly beaten to death despite being much larger and physically stronger then the old grizzled molly, quailing on the ground under the 'savage attack'. Honestly, he was such a ham of a cat, the blows didnt even hurt Crowtooth! Blessed with a thick skull and bulky frame to help a well built pain tolerance even the thwacks were little more then pats to the head.

But still he lay pancake flat, 'cowering' against the dirt, whimpering melodramatically at the leader smacking with nary a twitch of resistance even as he complained like he was being murdered. Twilightstar should expect little else.


The molly's warning was acknowledged with a huff from the cat-skunk-rug on the ground, though straight disregarded in his mind because like hell was Crowtooth being beaten by this stupid leaders den, he'd get it one day. And he totally wouldnt end up hurting himself one day, Twilightstar had no clue what she was talking about.


But his sulking was cut short, tom drawing himself up to a casual sitting position, as he mentally went over the report again.
"Right, uh, got some trouble makers ya might wanna keep an eye on if yer not already an' such.

Im sure ya already saw Willowpaw an' that kid she found, pretty sure she didnt steal it an' dont see reason it shouldnt stay but its an increasin' problem that cats keep thinkin' its ok to bring strangers ta camp. We might need ta start punishin' that.

Batshriek was reportedly actin' weird on his patrol, weird enough ta note so I might recommend he's checked on because from what Ive seen somethin's up.

Finally Flowerpaw.... She wanted on a patrol an' I deemed ta give 'er a chance after her apology but.... Whisperin'hive had issues wit' her. She reportedly ran off an' vanished mid patrol an' came back wit' an insane amount o' prey he cant confirm she hunted in a too short time. Like suspicious amount. He's reportin' she's unreliable an' irresponsible an' I believe it."
That last one was the big issue really. This cat was already on final warning after all the problems she'd caused and now this disastrous patrol. Whisperinghive had ordered her to watch the sky for hawks and she'd vanished, coming back strangely showing no respect for her patrol lead. A demotion obviously hadnt curbed her enough.


" 'Sides that it's all good news. Silverfur took her knocks, borders are secure, huntin' is well.

Oh! An' me an' Hawkfur saw this.... thin' out near the gorse an' it was nothin' like we seen before, latched onta Hawkfur, but didnt hurt us. Pretty sure its dead on the thorns but it kinda moved when we left so if ya wanna check it out take someone 'cuz Im suspicious."
Honestly Crowtooth was downplaying his bafflement and fright at the plastic bag, that thing had caused chaos, but he was starting to feel silly about it anyways. It didnt hurt either cat, so it couldnt be that bad even if it moved and didnt get hurt by bites and claws and latched onto Hawkfur and didnt let go.


@Moonraven

[isla]

FADINGDAWN

“I still have yet to show him the exact landmarks of our territory,” Fadingdawn explained with a wave of her plumy tail. Her green eyes gleamed. “His sense of smell is excellent, however, and Cardinalpaw shows promise. He caught the scents of rabbit, mouse, and vole, and I had him go after the vole, see if he’d be able to catch it. If he succeeded, I was going to have him bring it to you. I know you’d like a warm meal from a fresh hunting session,” The white-and-pale-ginger tabby purred.

The WindClanner sat back on her haunches, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. “I plan on taking him to the borders later on. After the recent murder on our border with ShadowClan, I don’t want Cardinalpaw to get the wrong idea, and I feel as if Sedgewater Valley is still somewhat dangerous to be taking him there, at the moment. As far as I am concerned, the Thunderglade, I feel, is the best border to show him first. As for landmarks..” Fadingdawn paused, eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “I think I’ll take him to Twilight Falls first, give him the proper idea of how to show respect to those above him and to those who have given up their lives for him. Don’t get me wrong, Cardinalpaw’s a good apprentice, but I feel like his attitude - or at least his body language - needs a little bit of work.”

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