RiverClan Clearing

[Dolomedes]

Marshmallow laid down, the nursery got a bit stale after so much time.

[PINTO BEAN]

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Seabunny ༝༚༝༚ 16 moons ༝༚༝༚ Riverclan
They | them <3

~~~~They watched the clearing, focusing being inside their mind, wondering about concerning stuff, nothing that anyone worried about except them, it was just them and their mind, felt good actually just looking off into space thinking about the unimaginable....being alone having nothing to worry about....until they saw something, a tiny something coming out of the nursery, something that wasn't supposed to be out of it unsupervised, and there it was, unsupervised, guess the queen taking care of it didn't give a fox's butt about them, some queens are like that. not a lot though.

Seabunny padded over to the kit, careful not to spook it and went and stopped it in it's path by sitting in front of it, not going to budge until they found out what was happening right now. "What are doing out here little one? where is your mother?" they said softly, not trying to push the kit back in, just making sure it was being supervised by themselves.

@Cherry~

[kira]

[ Killer Aptitude Tier 1 and Well Insulated Active ]

Redsurge led a grieving Crowpaw back into the camp, a bloody silver-and-white pelt on her shoulders.

Larkpaw was the cat on her back, rogue scent and the metallic smell of crimson blood wafting off the dead apprentice. Redsurge slowed to a stop in the middle of the clearing and crouched to let Larkpaw gently slide to the ground. After she had, Redsurge stood up again, heterochromatic blue-and-amber gaze glossy with grief and alarm.

“Owlstar! Berryshine! Cobwebstorm! You’re going to want to see this,” Redsurge called out, her voice hoarse. The warrior sat back on her haunches and wrapped her tail around Crowpaw in a vain effort to soothe her. “It’s…It’s urgent. Larkpaw…Larkpaw was killed by a rogue, and I know exactly who did it—Graytail.”

[ larkpaw was killed and found here. Make sure to scroll up to read the entire thing (Contact c1nder for more info on Graytail). ]

——> [ @Cherry~ | Body Delivered // @Rowan // @Marigoldwhisper // @squidz // @finley ]

[Rowan]

CROWPAW
she/her || n/a || 11 moons

CrowPaw cried…sobbed…the whole way home. Her wails were most likely audible to camp as they neared, before they stepped into the clearing. She couldn’t look at the body, or anything but her paws honestly. Her whole body was shaking, her legs felt unstable and her gaze was puffy and red. Why the hell would OwlStar or…or Miss Berry want to see this? It was horrible and bloody and she was afraid and…confused. As the body was set down, CrowPaw rushed over too it, her legs giving out (yet again) as she reached her sisters side, and she simply kept sobbing and nudging the she-cat. “Wake up…please…Larky please.” CrowPaws vision was fuzzy and she felt like her world was spinning.


@kira

[nyme]

WE'LL BUILD A FIRE IN YOUR EYES

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SALAMANDERPAW . 10 MOONS . SHE/HER . RIVERCLAN

More cats dying. Salamanderpaw looks up from where she's poking at the frozen over little clearing-creek and watches Redsurge trudge in, bleeding body draped across her back. It's an awfully familiar scene. She draws her paws back and stands, tangled tail twitching. Redsurge is doing her duty, reporting in. Being all strong. Salamanderpaw watches her tail twitch around Crowpaw, and then watches Crowpaw plead with a sister that can't hear her anymore.

Her chest hurts for her denmate's sake, even if she's so personally sick and tired of seeing this happen. Salamanderpaw's not good emotional support, but she's heading for Crowpaw before she can think any better of it. Settling down near the both of them, near the body, close enough that she's just slightly brushing pelts with Crowpaw while the other cat begs quietly for Larkpaw. She's not going to try and stop Crowpaw from doing that even though there's already some form of mean comment climbing to the tip of her tongue. She can't help it, Salamanderpaw reasons. Losing someone makes you odd.

She flicks her own tail out, copying what Redsurge had done, and rests it across Crowpaw's back in silence.

@kira ; REDSURGE
@Rowan ; CROWPAW

[Beaan]

Elksnow
Genderfluid (he/him pref)

tw; anxiety

o...oh dear. oh dear. elksnow watched with wide eyes as Redsurge and Crowpaw came into camp with a body... of an apprentice. The brown cat couldn't hide his shakiness as he instinctively raised a paw to his neck, as he was shielding it from an attack. After a few heartbeats, elksnow had calmed himself down enough to slowly make his way over to his apprentice, standing by her side. "i-it's... g-oing...t-to...b-be...o-okay," they said in their normal quiet voice. elksnow wasn't all that good at comforting cats, but they were trying their best. "I...I-I'm h-here... i-if y-you n-need m-me."

[ @Rowan ]

[Estelle]

Stormykit
[ 3 moons | She / Her | Rc Kit ]

Her gaze lifted to look on from the darkness of the den, sides rising and falling as she observed that warrior and apprentice file in with a limp body on their back. Stormykit tilted her head, watching in silence as the body was brought it, her stomach feeling like it turned upside down. She blinked rapidly, fighting down the nauseating feeling and the metallic stench, paws moving to cover her nose and squint against the sunlight with her lighter eye. Killed, the warrior said, and a shiver ran down her spine. She had heard this word before, it left a bitter taste in her mouth. A sting came to her face, and Stormykit shut her blurring gaze tightly. She didn't like this one bit.