Strawberryf-paw padded up to Bumblestar's den, casting a nervous glance at Nightgaze. She was uncertain about reporting to her leader, since their last interaction went...so well. But she wasn't about to make Nightgaze have to speak up for her. The pale ginger tabby cleared her throat and straightened her back before tipping her head inside, staying outside the den entrance. "Bumblestar?" She called into the den. "I-I have a report." Strawberrypaw wasn't usually the type to stutter, but she was apprehensive. She hoped that she did was enough to at least show Bumblestar she was serious about not breaking the rules again in the future. She didn't want to be exiled from the clan...the clan was everything to her. She didn't mind if Bumblestar decided that she needed to do more and kept her as an apprentice for a little longer, as long as she wasn't exiled from the clan, she could live anything.
Nightgaze followed Strawberryfur into the leader's den. Personally she was satisfied with the work the troubled warrior had completed, feeding the kits and queens, hopefully Bumblestar would be as well, if not then she could vouch for her! She wasn't the most persuasive of cats but she saw how remorseful Strawbs was and so she deserved more leniency than the truly wicked criminals.
Sitting back on her haunches near the mouth of her den, the small Hornet was about to speak before Strawberryfur unintentionally broke her off. Surprised but having no problem with the pale ginger tabby sending in a report herself, Nightgaze simply shuffled and sent an encouraging grin her way. Strawbs seemed on edge but Boss wasn't all bite and she didn't expect Bumblestar to be too harsh on her since she would be there to give her own report on progress. This would all go smoothly!
Oh, hey, they were done. Bumblestar tossed Nightgaze an acknowledging half-smile before turning back to Strawberrypaw. She was sure the warrior had done fine, if Nightgaze wasn't protesting, but it was still fun to watch them squirm sometimes. "Alright, let's hear it then."
Silverleopard ThunderClan Warrior
She / Her ; 27 Moons
a silver-and-white rosette she-cat with blue eyes, daughter of lionwish, sister of acornfall.
Silverleopard's broad-shouldered form slunk into the den, her blue eyes almost as if they were chips of ice. Spotting Bumblestar's tabby-and-white pelt lying within her nest, the warrior dipped her head respectfully. ''Bumblestar.''
Lifting her head, Silverleopard sat down and flicked her tail tip, signaling for Crowpaw - hopefully he had followed her in - to do the same. ''Cormorantswoop and I were out hunting, and we caught Crowpaw outside of camp by himself. He was sitting in a tree at Cattail Pond, bird watching. Or so he says.''
Stars help her, she was going to claw the next cat who wandered off, regardless of their age or rank. Bumblestar sat up and immediately scowled at the news brought to her, directing her stare to Crowpaw.
"You should know by now how this works," she snapped, "'specially considerin' we just talked about this at the last meeting. Exile, one moon, for disobedience. Get outta my camp before I make you. I don't wanna see, hear, or smell you in or around my territory until that moon is up."
[ Crowpaw has been exiled for one moon as per the current restrictions for leaving camp by himself. He's permitted to attempt a rejoining at December 16th. If he doesn't leave by your next post, he'll be forcefully driven out. If he's found within the territory or by its borders during this time, he's liable to be attacked and permanently exiled. ]
♡OrangeFlower♡ Female | 33 Moons | Posts: 51
white, fluffy, and small she-cat with an orange circle in the center of her face, orange ears, paws, and a tail tip. her eyes are a bright green and she has floppy ears
Purrks: Kitty Softpaws T1 [ PERM ACTIVE]
@dino. @Starphobia
Hey steps were slow and shaky. She messed up. What if this damned her whole life? She could never be allowed to train another cat, to watch over the kits that she so found joy in…what if this was it? Stupid Stupid her. She should’ve scented the two-legs. It should have been herself over that poor apprentice. She couldn’t throw herself at them in time. If only she followed him…stopped him from going the simple few fox-lengths that he did.
Her head hung low nearing the ground and her wide, green gaze glanced over to MilkBee. “BumbleStar…we need to go.” she muttered, trying to put together her scrambled thoughts to form a proper sentence. She hadn’t even waited for a response when she started towards the den. The den that suddenly seemed so large and scary and above her. “Miss…uh…BumbleStar…may I come in?” she stammered nervously, swallowing back a flow of tears and begging for mercy.
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Cream tabby she-cat with dark brown and orange markings, green eyes and a bobbed tail
She/Her | 21 Moons | + every 20th | ThunderClan Warrior | Friendly and playful
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Milkbee walks close to Orangeflower, shooting her nervous and worried glances here and then. She wanted to tell the white and orange she-cat SO many things. That what happened wasn't her fault. In fact, Milkbee herself hadn't scented the twoleg, either! It broke her heart to see the older warrior so... Devastated after the apprentice's kitnapping. She'd never known Stormpaw, but he seemed like a fairly nice cat. She wanted to let Orangeflower know there was nothing she could have done... But she couldn't. She did not want to make things worse.
The cream-furred she-cat only nodded at the mention of Bumblestar, padding after Orangeflower to the Leader's Den.
"Don't ask, just come on in." Bumblestar poked her head through the lichen curtain, scanning both warriors with a furrowed brow. "What happened? Both of you look like you just watched somebody die." If she had to go clean up another mess...
Now with the leaders gaze pricking her she was even more jittery, shaking and cowering her body to the ground. She felt so small- so pitiful- so insignificant. So wrong and stupid. “I- I didn’t know- there were two-legs. It- it sh-should’ve been me. I’m sorry- I’m so…so sorry…I should’ve- scented- or seen them…th-they took- Storm- Paw…” she finally mustered it out, now tears pattered on the ground. She felt so guilty. So so guilty at the apprentice being taken. He had so much potential to so good for the clan. And it was her fault they were down a future warrior. He could be dead- why oh why?…
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