[Pending] Wrenseeker

[Neptune.]

In their presence, any cat would feel small.

Keen eyes gaze at you, judging you for your worth. You know you are not the first cat to come here - nor will you be the last. But you've come with a mission, and all you have to do is sell yourself.

"What makes you stand out from the rest of the cats who want another chance?"

Wrenseeker
~<>~
12 moons || she/her || StarClan Warrior || Silver Tongue
long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

"Bit hard to stand out in this crowd," the silver molly replies, and there's something dryly sarcastic in her words. She's almost certain she knows how a number of cats plead their cases 'i have kin i miss! i wasn't done living!' and those are all pathetic reasons... but Wrenseeker would be a liar if she said she didn't think herself to be in a similar stream. Truthfully, she wasn't done living, she still had so much to do, so much to see and experience. She isn't done.

"I'll be frank, I'm probably very similar to a number of faces who've come here pleading to go home because they think they deserve it - but I don't deserve it, don't deserve much, but I do want it. My life was taken from me in my Clan's exile, I want to go home. They'll need more paws come leaf-bare. I can help. All I can do while dead is watch 'em, visit their dreams. That's not helpin' anyone." It sounds lackluster and pathetic even as she says it, and she knows that if she's allowed a second chance, she will not be the same - the eagle had taken her eyes before it took her life, she very well might be a liability. But she does not hide the fact that she knows this. It's clear she's more than aware of that fact.

[ warden 1 || warden 2 || warden 3 ]

[dino.]

Yuck, a RiverClan fish this time... Bogtumble really had no issues with any of the Clans, but come on, RiverClan just stunk! He couldn't tell if what he was smelling was a hallucination or if the stench actually stuck with Wrenseeker from life into death, but great stars, he hated it.

(He didn't actually smell anything. He was just bored and wanted an excuse to be dramatic.)

"You smell like fish and sadness," he crowed as he wandered into the clearing from across Wrenseeker, noise wrinkled pointedly. "Yes, you can go back. PLEASE go back so I don't even have the slimmest chance to be around you and breathe in whatever the heck that is. Bye-bye, smell you later!"

[ bogtumble is not a Warden, he's just here - @Neptune. ]

[gayvinegar]

☆*: .｡. o Barkblaze o .｡.:*☆

❧ Ancient Windclan Medicine Cat, Starclan Warden

"BOGTUMBLE! get out of here. you are no warden." a scowl spread across the medicine cat's face.

the white furred cat positioned himself in front of the now-deceased warrior.

this poor cat...

"you are far too young to have been able to cherish life." he said simply. "no cat truly deserves to return, yet there are those who've been allowed back for far less, so unless a contradicting reason is given..." he trailed off, allowing room in his words for other wardens to step in and talk.


​- @Neptune. @dino. @/other 2 wardens

[Marigoldwhisper]

DAISYPOOL
*†*

- Ancient Shadowclan cat -
- Starclan Warden -
- She/Her -

Ah, yes, Bogtumble was here, and stirring a commotion as usual. Seeing that Barkblaze had already told the Darkforest cat off, she offered the other warden a kind smile, and gave the Darkforest an acknowledging glance. It was always hard to shake Bogtumble away from warden discussions... She then looked to Wrenseeker, pale blue eyes observing her face and starry pelt. She listened to her reasoning, and based on her features alone, she looked old enough to still be an apprentice, barely had the chance to live out her life as a warrior.

Sympathy made her ears twitch downwards, the orange and yellow flowers in her pelt quivering. She looked over to Barkblaze, a nod making a few loose petals fall from her pelt.

"Yes," she began, her voice soft and welcoming. "I agree. This cat here barely had the chance to live, I'd say a yes should be given." Her expression then rippled, showing signs of a deeper concern. "Though, what do you mean by you don't deserve anything? Have you done anything unforgivable in your life? Are you willing to change and better yourself in spite of said mistake or event?" A level of accountability was all she wanted. Maybe it was something disastrous, but this cat had only lived so long, and she believed mistakes could be fixed if one was devoted to fixing it.

Tags:
@gayvinegar // Barkblaze
@dino. // Bogtumble
@Neptune. // Wrenseeker
@/other wardens <3
(Please tell me if I did anything silly!!)

[finley !!]

d e w k i t ┆ ☆

she / her . starclan warden

a small, fluffy grey kit with blue eyes and a splash of white on her face.

└> . . . @dino. ; @gayvinegar ; @Neptune. ; @Marigoldwhisper :3

dewkit quietly stepped out of the shadows, head immediately on a swivel. she squinted, opening her mouth to yawn and swishing her tongue around her teeth. she was the last to arrive, clearly, and this bothered her, an annoyed twinge of unworthiness wiggling into her brain. she exhaled before padding into the clearing, immediate warmth flooding her at the sight and presence of wrenseeker. this was a good cat.

clearly bogtumble was intent on ruining everything though. no worries, though, it looked like the others had dealt with him- dew was tired of this stupid dark forester gallivanting through her very calm, normal, safe meetings with cats that wanted to return to life. no mind, though. it was wren's time.

dewkit regarded wrenseeker with a glimmer of something akin to hope in her eyes. it had been a while since she had seen anyone pass through here that was apprentice aged- barely any kits, lately, either- and she felt awful for this one. ' you are young. ' the eloquence in her voice would surprise anyone- she'd been here for ages, anyways- ' you died too early. too young. i'm.. i'm sorry. i don't.. i don't know you well, but, you know- we've seen all of your life.. you died too young. you have much ahead of you. '

dewkit shuffled her paws and sat down, still looking at wrenseeker. ' i'm leaning towards saying yes to you.. which, if i'm correct, would provide the third yes.. but, since i'm obligated to.. what will you bring, if you return? what will riverclan get from you if you are allowed back? ' her voice echoed through the starry night, the normal silence of it here not strange but comforting.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

" you broke your own heart, but you’d never say that . "

[Neptune.]

Wrenseeker
~<>~
12 moons || she/her || StarClan Warrior || Silver Tongue
long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

A hiss escapes the dead cat as the one who seems to be an intruder says whatever it is he has to say. It's a whole lot of nothing, to be perfectly honest, but Wrenseeker doesn't do more than hiss, as that's when the cats she's here to see start showing up - fist, to scold the invader, and second, to assess her. The question of why she thinks she doesn't really deserve to go back has the fu on her neck rising a little bit.

"No," she answers tersely, "I just meant that it's a little absurd that anyone really deserves a chance to go back. Countless faces have come asking for the same thing, I'm not different than they are."

Then, a little kit appears and asks what RiverClan might gain with Wren's return. "An extra set of claws, a cat who spent her whole life trying to become a warrior and didn't get the slightest chance to be one before she was killed while trying to feed her exiled and starving clan." Her tail lashes behind her as she remembers the eagle that took her eyes and her life. She can see here, now, probably thanks to some weird StarClan stuff, but the same cannot be said for when she goes back down - assuming she can keep these three yeses.

"I'm not an idiot, I know that I'll have a lot to adjust to and I'll have to figure out a work around, but that's not a problem for me. I'm no stranger to hardship. I'll endure. I'll come out better for it."

[ @dino. || @gayvinegar || @Marigoldwhisper || @finley !! ]

[Starfall]

Magpiewisp
Ancient RiverClan medicine Cat || Dark Forest Warden
@Neptune. , @finley !! , @Marigoldwhisper , @gayvinegar

Stupid. All of them were absolutely stupid. Could none of them remember how this is supposed to go? If there could be three StarClan wardens on one request, than he'd allow nothing but Dark Forest Wardens on all the rest. "You Starcatchers sure do love making the rules, without expectin to follow them." he sneered. The only thing announcing his appearance was nothing but a thick fog, almost like miasma. Flickers of red here and there as the tuxedo stepped into view.

"There's three of you StarClanners. I don't approve of this ressurection, seeing as how the proper rules weren't followed." he stated simply. Turning to look at a rather ugly looking Dark Forest Rat. "This one isn't even a Warden and yet he seems to have a somewhat better understanding of what's to happen than the lot of you." a sneer as he turned to look at the star speckled warrior in front of him. A sob story. Normally he'd say no. But Magpiewisp had an idea...

"Since you StarClanners believe you're above the rules you make, none of you will get any say in what's to happen in this Ressurection." a pause as he went to walk towards Wrenseeker, tail twitching. With each pawstep, it sounded like a splash of water, getting deeper and deeper. Eventually the starry landscape that was before them, was replaced with a tucked away barren winter bog. Ears angled forwards. "You lot are in my territory now, and if my order is not listened to. I'll make sure water fills your lungs as you die a slow, agonizing death again, again and again." his voice was low as he turned to look at the three StarClanners.


He'd been playing nice...for Brokenstar. But they stepped on his toes for the last time. "Leave." it wasn't a question, it wasn't a request nor suggestion. It was an Order. His voice was low, quiet, and yet the sickly black water rippled, fog billowed, forcefully pushing StarClanners out.
[ The StarClanners have been forcefully kicked out! ]

After a brief pause, he turned once again to look at Wrenseeker, keeping eye contact before rolling his shoulders and turning his attention towards the rat, Bogtumble. "You. You ugly thing, may stay since you're one of mine...however you have no say nor sway in this vote. But you may observe if you behave." he hummed. "Another of mine will be joining us shortly. But while we wait."

Magpiewisp stopped and once again turned to look at Wrenseeker, his eyes bright. Close enough to simply reach forwards and bite down if he wished. "You have a choice. You either return to your StarClan camp, and stay an unsoiled soul....or. You accept my deal. You will never even be able to kiss the stars again, but you'll be alive. Helping your Clan. A clan who needs all the help it can get, seeing as how it's been chased out...once again." he said, slowly beginning to walk circles around the Starclanner. "I'm sure your leader would love that help. Being killed in an exile was no way to live. Never even truly able to prove yourself. Sad. Truly. All you'll have to do is accept and I can send you back down with no trouble nor worries." a pause as he stopped behind the molly. "Your soul will just belong to me. Is all. Whenever you die next, you'll come to me, in the Dark forest. No harm no foul and I'm not evil. I just did what was needed to be done for my clan. Do you share the same devotion I do?"

[gayvinegar]

☆*: .｡. o Dustpoppy o .｡.:*☆

❧ Dark Forest Warden

pushing through the thick fog that had gathered, the dark tan cat's gaze flicked between magpiewisp and the star-cat. she paid no mind to bogtumble, if he were quiet, she could care less what he did.

ah, what a fun way to join a request. magpiewisp was such an... interesting tom, to say the least. a deal? perfect. the starclan rats had been high-and-mighty for too long. that needed to change.

"choose very wisely. no matter how good you are in life, taking this offer will ensure you will not see the stars, come your next death." her words short, and anything but sweet. dustpoppy remained rather quiet after that, light blue hues now fixated on the starclan cat.

​- @Neptune. @dino. @Starfall

[dino.]

"Make me!" Bogtumble stuck his tongue out at Barkblaze and blew a massive raspberry. It was funny they tried so hard to act like they ruled over this place. He'd been here several times now without their permission, and all he got time and time again were empty threats! Idiots. He was clearly better than all of these powerless liars.

When Daisypool tossed him a look, he prepared a second raspberry for her... but oh!! No reprimand! No angry glare! A bubbly grin broke out across his face. Oh, she'd made a fatal mistake. Dewkit went ignored and he only really realized Magpiewisp had appeared when the trio of StarClanners had been blasted out of the clearing. Oooo, somebody angered one of the big guys... served 'em all right for trying to act holier than thou!!

'Ugly thing' was completely disregarded, and Bogtumble merely shot Magpiewisp a grin. He liked this one, too! Acknowledging him AND letting him stay, what a steal! Wrenseeker was getting a killer deal here. Humming, he pranced across the clearing to sit next to the Dark Forest tom, eyeing Dustpoppy as she spoke.

[ @Starfall @Neptune. @gayvinegar ]