Wow well whatever it didn't seem like she wanted to be a nice cat. "We survived many of our leaders not having received their lives and those who got them died and lost all of them anyways. Having to suffer death several times doesn't seem like the funniest thing in the world.If dead cats can't reach Starclan we don't know what happens to them but I'm sure they are fine. You can't kill a ghost. I'm sure they will just wonder around on this plane while waiting. As for anything being done about it. Though if you have the power to move boulders feel free. What it sounded like, there's probably massive rocks cats couldn't hope to move or I feel like Owlstar would have recruited us already... Also it was just a joke since it feels as if Starclan has done precious none for us. Other than bring you back." Which may have been a mistake. Was everyone so miserable?
Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || RiverClan Warrior || Silver Tongue long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes
Well, touched a nerve there. Still, it's not like the points Wrenseeker brought up weren't valid or important. Maybe Sharkhail was the wrong cat to ask about the important stuff. An old man stuck in his ways. Unwilling to ask important questions or get off his damn ass to get things done.
"I wouldn't exactly call going through a new leader every three moons surviving," she comments, tone clipped. And the flippant way he just assumes the dead would be just fine not being able to reach StarClan?? What if they're not in limbo? What if everyone, no matter what, is being sent to the Dark Forest? She's not so much worried about that for herself, but for others. For good cats who don't deserve that. And the StarCave... that's a whole other issue that she's not going to debate the logistics of, especially having not seen (so to speak) the damage herself.
"Jokes are supposed to be funny, but I guess a cat like you wouldn't know that." And back to defaulting towards insults. Her bread and butter. Her armor. This cat isn't worth her time. She does not want this cats gratitude for her return home. With a small sneer, Wrenseeker wanders away, off to explore more of the camp or to find someone else to talk to.
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Re: RiverClan Clearing
- Heronkit-
He/ Him / 1 moons / Riverclan kit Purrks: Just A Scratch, Mind reader
He was so close to find and finish the final two alphabets, but unexpectingly got interrupted and snapped back to reality from Caveclaw’s words. Since it’s not that easy to detect, he can spot a bit of nervosity written on her face. Strange, they’re usually supposed to be bold, and not hesitant.
As he heard the suggestion of practicing stealth, his focus regained in rapid milliseconds. This might be his first ever practice. Probably making him become like someone he admires? And show off his charming experience towards his siblings? Especially Pigeonkit, he’ll be so jealous!
“Yeah! I wanna practice Steaf!” He mewed in an energetic (But not too energetic) tone, eagerly waiting for their answer and what she has to offer.
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"This is where i'd put my sanity!" "IF I HAD ONE."
The young warrior called out in her thick accent, sauntering over to Tigermoth. "I'm soooo bored!" She complained, stopping to scratch an itch behind her ear. "Let's go do something, yeah? Pull a prank on someone or somethin'!"
Pearlshine pushed her way out of the warriors den *why am I so tired?* she thought to herself. She had also been a lot hungrier lately and she had no idea why. As far as being tired went she'd gotten plenty of sleep despite being in deep grief. Her mate Clamfur who had been a former rouge had been killed by illness recently. Little did she know he had left something behind. Something that would strengthen the future of the clan. A litter of kits was on it's way.
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Mountainspring lay outside the nursery, watching as Heronkit---her son---interacted with Caveclaw.
''Be careful with him! He's only a moon old,'' the silverpoint queen called out to the Lionheart, ice-blue eyes wide with worry. She didn't want her kit getting hurt. ''Be respectful, Heronkit. Listen to what Caveclaw says to you.''
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Tigermoth wasn't doing much.
Honestly, he was pretty bored, if he had to be honest.
And then, he heard his little sister greeting him.
Oh!
Great!
He put his paw to his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm, lemme think..." He pretended to actually ponder the decision of pranking someone. "Of course!" He then said enthusiastically "Got any targets in mind?"
He is the greatest influence ever, for sure, he is the bigger cat and very mature.
He padded out into the open air and squeaked at the blast of cold. "Cold!!" he complained, as if no one already knew this. Pidgonkit's fur bristled at the weather. He finally got to play outside again and it wanted to be COLD?? His attention turned to his dad with interest. That's a cool game! He wants to play!! "Yeah! Let's play it!" He kneaded the ground with his paws in excitement.
The silver lynx point kitten waited for a few before frowning. "Heronkit's not even here.. Let's start anyways." If Heronkit want's to stay where he was, fine. But he isn't gonna let him ruin his fun.
(lets move this here-)
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